v2 Chapter 129： :growing up

In the game between Qingdo High School and Troll Otujimaki High School, the score between the two sides was still 2:1 in the final game.

Qing Dao High School is one point behind.

In today's game, Qingdao High School took the lead. This also means that the first half of the ninth round is Qingdao High School's last chance to attack.

If Qingdao High School cannot score points in this attack, their Chunjia journey will stop there.

And looking at it from the perspective of Trolls Trolls High School, they are now only three outs away from the final victory.

Before Hongo Masamune took the pitch, Director Nitta, who had been furious, had a rare peace of mind.

"Although I am really dissatisfied with your previous performance. But since the game has been played like this, I only have one last request, to win!"

Nitta, who is accustomed to roaring, suddenly changed this mode, and the feeling is still very shocking.

At least Lianji, who is a catcher, subconsciously trembled all over.

Although the supervisor didn't say anything about punishment, he could tell from his enthusiasm.

Once they made any mistakes in the last game, Supervisor Nitta would never forgive them.

"We will try our best!"

Renji, who is a good boy, quickly nodded in agreement.

Hong Kong, on the other hand, turned his head arrogantly and walked towards the stadium.

Although the number of pitches he has thrown is close to 100, the fighting spirit in his body at this moment is more and more vigorous.

Superintendent Nitta, the impression to outsiders is gentle and refined. The old man is very good at doing this kind of superficial work. Whenever a reporter interviews or greets other team supervisors, he behaves very politely.

But behind the scenes, who knows, he is actually a hellhound through and through.

In order for the players to train, this old man can do anything.

Troll Otsunomaki High School was not so famous from the beginning. Thinking that when it was not famous, the powerful teams in other regions were reluctant to play against unknown people like Troll Otsunomaki High School.

Can't find a suitable opponent, if they want to train, they can only try to improve themselves.

But in places like Hokkaido, there is snow all year round. Not to mention the 12 months of the year, it snows every day, and at least ** months are spent in heavy snow.

And once there is snow in baseball, the baseball will not bounce back after it hits the ground.

To put it bluntly, there is no way to practice.

In this case, every time it snows, the old man pushes a small cart to sweep the snow off the court.

He sweeps the entire field by himself.

No one knows when the old man got up, and how did he do it?

It is such a ruthless man who supports the troll's big Tengjuan high school.

Whether it is for himself, for the team, or for this old man who is working hard in silence.

The local authentic do not accept failure.

Qing Dao, come on!

Now it doesn't matter who is standing opposite? The local authentic will never show mercy.

"Full of energy!"

Lianji looked at his hometown thoughtfully.

I don't know if it's because of Xiao Gu's relationship, or something else?

Today's hometown is full of energy.

This is certainly a good thing for their team. But as a friend, Lianji felt a different meaning.

In this hometown, he was probably touched by something, right?

There is no way to guess the truest thoughts of Hong Kong Zhengzong, but for Lianji, this is not important.

He only needs to know the authentic purpose of his hometown.

"Three outs left!"

Let's take them down one by one.

"First shot, shortstop, Kuramochi."

This time, Kuramochi walked to the strike zone very calmly, and after standing in the strike zone, he didn't scream his mantra.

Instead, he was very intently staring at Honjo Masamune on the mound.

As for Kuramochi, the people at Troll Otomaki High School have studied it very thoroughly.

Speed: SS

Across the country, runners with that pace are monsters.

Once such a person stands on the base, the threat is definitely at the level of a nuclear bomb.

But in the same way, as long as he is not allowed to go to base, his threat is only average.

So far, there have only been three hitters on the Qingdo High School baseball team who have taken effective hits from their hometown.

That said, they haven't quite gotten used to the authentic ball.

"Now as long as you can play your strengths stably, then we will win this match."

Lianji thought, and gave his partner a secret signal.

Hong Kong Zhengzong on the pitcher mound nodded imperceptibly.

The hometown of pitching is expressionless.

From this point of view, his style is actually very similar to that of Akatsuki.

These two top pitchers in the country, also from Hokkaido, have many similarities.

With the ruthlessness of pitching, for example, they can put a lot of pressure on their opponents.

"boom!"

The small white ball was thrown, and the momentum did not drop in any way compared to before.

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!!"

Kuramachi on the strike zone, the first ball did not swing.

It wasn't until Hongo Masamune's pitch was over that he glanced at the ball speed display on the electronic screen.

152 kilometers!

The speed of the ball didn't drop too much and the ball speed was thrown as soon as he played the first ball.

In other words, it is absolutely impossible for the other party's state to be worse than before.

Kuramochi's expression became serious.

They had been consuming Hongo Masamune's pitches before, according to Kataoka's instructions.

But now it seems that the effect is not very obvious. Until the last period, the quality of Hongo's authentic pitching did not decline in any way.

It's not okay to keep procrastinating.

It was the last game now, and Qingdao High School was still behind.

Continuing to entangle the authentic pitching numbers of the hometown will only give the opponent the number of outs in vain.

"In this case, there is only a head-to-head confrontation."

In his bones, there is no shortage of gambler genes.

As if right now, his eyes were firmly locked on the mound.

Then he took a bunt stance.

When facing him originally, the players of Troll Tengjuan High School had a certain degree of drive forward.

Now that they saw Kuramochi play a bunt, they took two more steps forward without hesitation.

There are no gaps.

The opponent's guard against the storage speed has reached an outrageous level.

They are firmly in control of the situation and absolutely do not give any chance to hold positions.

"How stubborn!"

The fact that the other party attaches so much importance to Kuramochi is also a headache.

He seems to have been pushed into a dead end, and now the only option is to face off against the local Masamune on the pitcher's mound.

For the result of the duel, the players of Troll Otsunomaki High School should be confident.

Otherwise, they wouldn't do it.

Afraid?

Ask yourself, Kuramochi does feel that he lacks confidence.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't have the will to fight.

On the contrary, Kuramochi's will to fight is very strong.

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