"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!"
"Qingdao!"
"Qingdao!!!"
"form!"
"Kurachi!!!"
In the stands of Jingu Stadium, the supporters of Qingdao High School, the genes belonging to the beasts in the body, completely broke out at this moment.
They shouted hoarsely, the names of the players on the field.
Kuramochi looked smug.
Cool, so cool!
Always suppressed, always suppressed.
As the No. 1 at Qingdo High School, until now, he has not established any merits.
The pressure on the warehouse is also great.
This time, he went from stealing base to hitting the final home base, and his performance was a complete mess.
Although this point, the captain's hits were a big part of the effort. But the speed of holding positions is the key to determining this score.
To put it mildly, at least 60% of the credit for Qingdao High School's third point should belong to Kuramochi.
What is raising eyebrows?
Kuramochi is this.
Back in the rest area, the players on the bench of Qingdo High School handed him their water glasses one by one.
Miyuki nodded at him.
"Nice job!"
Kuramochi glanced at Yuyuki proudly: "I'm a scud."
Chris listened from the side, stunned.
The current Kuramochi has completely accepted his destiny as a runner and is proud of it.
Whether this is a good thing for Qing Dao is hard to say.
But for Kuramochi himself, it should be a good thing.
When he enters the profession in the future, his speed will become a very good bonus.
"The next step is to improve his hit rate."
Ochiai was also paying attention to Kuramochi, he thought to himself.
Once on base, Kuramochi's sense of threat doubled directly.
Such a runner, if he can go to base stably, will definitely become a big killer such as Sawamura, no less than a formation.
Qingdao High School rejoiced.
Daocheng on the other side was stunned.
When it was 1:0, it was extremely difficult for them to get the score back. Now the score is widened to 3:0, and there are only two games left to attack.
Daocheng's hope of winning is really low.
The pressure that Sawamura and Qingdao brought to Daocheng seemed to be greater than expected.
Even Tokyo Prince Naomiya Naruto was a little unstable when he pitched the ball.
He threw a sweeter pitch.
Jun Isashiki, who hit the fifth bat, was ruthless in the face of this super sweet ball.
"Ping!"
The small white ball was hit, and then flew high, towards the back of the court.
In the stands, many Daocheng supporters raised their hearts to their throats.
This is a home run! ! ! !
Judging from the feeling of hitting out, the ball is likely to fly off the court.
Even if he can't fly off the field, Sawamura at second base is likely to run back to home plate.
The distance the ball hit is too far!
despair!
Permeates every corner of Daocheng supporters.
The old man of the Sawamura family looked at the low air pressure around him and obediently closed his mouth.
"That stinky boy is going to Jiaziyuan."
Sawamura's father said with emotion.
"It's nothing, my grandson is the hegemon of the country."
The old man of the Sawamura family said with honor.
Wakana looked at Sawamura's parents and grandfather, and then set her eyes on Sawamura at the second base.
Even if the eyes of the audience at this time were all on the flying ball, Wakana's eyes did not leave.
"Wow!!!"
"Carl, Ross!!"
"Little Black!!!"
"Scud of Daocheng!!!"
Suddenly, the rest area of Daocheng became a sea of joy.
Thousands of fans cheered in unison.
What's wrong?
At this time, Wakana came back to her senses and looked at the back of the court, Karl Ross's raised gloves.
Just now, Carlos quickly retreated, stepped on the back wall, jumped up, and killed the small ball that Izashiki was about to hit.
Three outs, offense and defense exchange.
Such a wonderful garrison finally saved Daocheng a little face.
on the press stand.
Fujifu's evaluation of Karl Ross's miraculous defense was also very high.
"For Daocheng, who immediately fell into the abyss, Carl Rose's wonderful defense really saved their lives."
Otherwise, Izashiki would really hit out and hit a three-run homer.
The score becomes 6:0!
The joy of Daocheng is really great.
"So, Daocheng still has hope?"
Owada stared at the big charming eyes and asked suspiciously.
"As long as the last outs at the end of the game are not taken, Daocheng certainly has hope."
It's just that hope, I'm afraid it's not too big.
From Sawamura's hands, four points were scored.
It's not that Fujio looks down on Daocheng's lineup, even if he changes to a professional baseball lineup, he may not be able to do it.
The name of the great devil is not bragging.
The game continues.
Three outs, offense and defense exchange.
Daocheng's main player, like Shuangda's eggplant, returned to the rest area.
In the second half of the eighth inning, Daocheng attacked.
"Sixth stick, Gang player."
At this time, it was Daocheng's turn to hit the powerful Gang.
On the pitcher mound, Sawamura had a bright smile on his face.
He was already going to go all out.
"Just let you see, the real magic ball."
"Whoosh!"
The strength of the whole body was concentrated on the **** of the pitching, and the baseball thrown by Sawamura, like a laser beam, instantly crossed the distance from the pitcher's mound to the home plate.
On the strike zone, Gang had been ready for battle.
At this time, the confidence of being a powerful family came out.
In the face of absolute disadvantage, his swing still did not waver.
"Buzz!"
He swung the bat vigorously and made a low sound.
Just waiting for the bat to swing, the ball had already landed in Miyuki's open glove.
"Snapped!"
"nice shot!"
On the strike zone, Gang's expression became strange.
This is one of Sawamura's decisive balls, a speeding straight ball!
In the last two rounds, Sawamura no longer intends to retain his stamina. He wants nine innings to settle the fight.
"Snapped!"
"nice shot!"
"Snapped!"
"nice shot!!!"
"strike out!!!"
Sawamura scored three consecutive goals, allowing Oka to volley three times in a row.
Speeding straight balls, crossover balls, and magic balls!
Sawamura, who fully exerted his own strength, was as terrifying as the real Great Demon King.
It's not over yet.
"nice shot!"
"nice shot!"
"nice shot!"
"strike out!!!"
"nice shot!"
"nice shot!"
"nice shot!"
"strike out!!!!"
After Oka Daocheng's seventh and eighth, all were struck out.
At this moment, Sawamura, who was standing on the pitcher's hill, looked like a real Demon Lord.
In his hands, there is no chance to play the line of the West Tokyo hegemon Daocheng Industry.
Three outs, offense and defense exchange.
Qing Dao had just scored two points before Sawamura had three more strikeouts.
This West Tokyo final, in the final period.
Qingdao High School seems to be getting more and more fierce.
On the other side, the former overlord Daocheng, after seven games against Qing Dao. In the eighth game, Qing Dao's super aggressive attack force hit two holes.