v2 Chapter 35： : Victory in the first battle!

Tokyo Autumn Contest, first round.

Qingdao High School played against Tedong High School. After eight fierce battles, Qingdao High School temporarily took the lead.

Data on the scoreboard.

The first game was 0:0.

The second game was 0:0.

The third game was 0-0.

The fourth game was 0-0.

The fifth game was 0-0.

0:2 in the sixth inning.

The seventh inning was 0:1.

Eighth inning 0-0.

The total score was 3:0, and Qingdao High School took the lead.

Now that the game has come to the last round, if the batters of Tedong High School have not been able to conquer Sawamura in this round, it will also mark that their game will end here.

Of course, the people at Didong High School were not reconciled to this result. The last three batters desperately tried to get a hit.

At this time, the idea in their minds is very simple.

That is to get hits, to continue the offense, and the game must not end on oneself.

But the reality is so cruel.

The gap in strength cannot be changed simply by relying on their strong perseverance.

If the Great Demon King Sawamura Eijun was really that good at strategy, he wouldn't be able to get along now.

"nice shot!"

"nice shot!"

"nice shot!"

"strike out!!!"

At the beginning of the first half of the ninth inning, Sawamura struck out the ninth bat of Tedong High School, giving the opponent no time to react.

In the lounge area of ​​Tedong High School.

Supervisor Okamoto frowned and asked the assistant coach beside him.

"If I remember correctly, Eijun Sawamura used a quirk ball against us in the first round before, right?"

The assistant coach didn't react for a while, he looked down at his score sheet, and nodded affirmatively.

Don't let Director Okamoto mention it, he really never noticed it before.

Sawamura wanted his opponent to hit and rely on defense to get the number of eliminations. And wants to rely on strikeouts to get outs.

It's completely crossed.

Three-round matchup, relying on defense and strikeouts, has never used it three times in a row against an opponent.

Even Didong's fourth bat, Sawamura struck out in two rounds and finally threw a quirk ball.

When they got here, the assistant coach of Didong High School, all his hair stood up.

The feeling of being cold to the bone was always with him.

"Could it be that……"

Although he already had a guess in his heart, he didn't dare to say it out of his mouth.

This guess is too bold and too unimaginable.

"That's right!"

Okamoto smiled wryly.

This 65-year-old old man who is still alive and vigorous, rarely showed such a decadent expression.

"That is to say, against us, this great devil still retains a strong strength."

As for how much strength Sawamura retained, Okamoto did not dare to speculate.

But there is no doubt about it, that is, the current lineup of Tedong High School has not caused enough pressure on Sawamura.

If the pressure is big enough, Sawamura Eijun will not appear to be so comfortable.

Once out, the Didong High School batters got their first bat.

The No. 1 player of Didong High School, his striking strength is not the top, but his speed should not be underestimated.

He also has self-knowledge, and did not expect to be able to hit Sawamura Eijun's ball, but directly put a bunt.

"In the ninth inning, as soon as you were out, there were no runners on the base, so you used a bunt?"

Owada Akiko's voice was full of disbelief, even her layman knew that in this situation, a bunt was almost equal to courting death.

"Maybe it's also a scam?"

Fujifu's old fritters have seen more possibilities.

"I didn't expect the wealthy Teito High School to be forced to use such a routine. From this, it is not difficult to see how much pressure Sawamura Eijun put on them before."

Didong High School is obviously a bit out of whack.

Until the game entered the final stage, they did not find any good way to deal with Sawamura.

"Even if all the third-year players leave the team, Qingdao High School's offensive ability is greatly reduced. But the national hegemon is the national hegemon, and they still retain their most important cards."

As long as Sawamura Eijun is around, Qingdao High School has the qualifications and confidence to challenge any giant in the country.

"This autumn competition. Although I was placed in the group of death, I was able to overcome all obstacles in the end, and I am afraid that the last one is Qingdao."

Fujio said.

Seeing that Didong High School's first stick was playing a bunt, Qingdao High School's shooting partner didn't take it seriously.

As usual, Sawamura opened his stance and threw the small white ball.

The first club of Didong High School did not cheat. He's sincere, trying to hit the ball with a bunt and run to first base in a rush.

The infield defense of Qingdo High School did not use the forward tactics, which was a great help for a speed-oriented player like him.

If he still can't seize the opportunity, he will really betray the good intentions of the Qingdo High School players.

So in the face of this ball, he didn't have any other ideas.

Just take off the force and hit the ball well.

It was a good idea, but God didn't help.

It rained for hours on end, leaving the stadium full of potholes and small beaches in many places.

Unfortunately, the ball just stopped on such a beach after being touched.

The next thing is very simple, the ball parked there, just like the screw, it is fixed there.

Miyuki took two steps, picked up the ball, and touched the hitter effortlessly.

"Out!"

Two outs, no one on base.

Qing Dao High School is away from the final victory, only the last number of eliminations is left.

At this time, the batter of Didong High School took the second turn.

"I can't just give up like this!"

The batter was full of energy, and his eyes were staring dangerously at Sawamura on the mound.

Hit it out! !

Hit it out! ! !

The thoughts in the batter's mind were extremely simple and rude.

"Whoosh!"

Just when he was concentrating on it, the white ball on the opposite side flew over.

The ball is in the middle!

Eijun Sawamura's center ball is not so easy to hit.

For Sawamura, who has mastered a variety of changing balls, even if the ball path is limited to the center, he can play well.

Quirk Ball?

A fork ball?

Carter Ball?

Sawamura Club's change ball is like playing a movie, constantly replaying in the batter's mind, and in the end there is no result.

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!"

The first ball, the most common straight ball!

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!"

The second ball, the cross ball in the middle!

"Whoosh!"

The batter, who was chased by two strikes, had no choice but to shoot the third ball But he waited for the end of his swing, and the white ball did not come.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

After a full half of the sound, the sound of the ball entering the glove came out.

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!"

"strike out!"

Qingdao High School played in Didong High School. After nine rounds of fierce battles, Qingdao High School came out on top in the end.

With 3:0, he defeated his opponent and won the first round.

"Ah!"

After the game, Sawamura felt a cold inexplicably and sneezed.

"Who missed me?"