It doesn't matter if Kuramochi himself wants it or not.

Anyway, since the previous game, the cute Sawamura children's shoes shouted out the exclusive title of Yoichi Kuramochi in the cowshed, this title has spread quickly throughout Tokyo at an inhuman speed, at least, these staunch fans of Seichi High School know that their own pioneer, Yoichi Kuramochi, is the cheetah of Kiyochi!

And most importantly, in their opinion, such a title is quite suitable.

Cheetahs happen to be one of the fastest creatures!

This is not too high a match for the position.

In such a situation, when this title is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and has become an inherent impression, Kuramochi is not good.

However, Kuramochi children's shoes can't change this fact.

At most, he thought viciously in his heart that he would ravage his damn junior when he went back.

The rest.

I was forced to accept it reluctantly.

In the midst of such a special support.

Kuramochi Yo Yitong shoe carried his metal bat, with a black face, strode into the strike zone, taught the juniors a lesson, and said that now, what this cheetah Lord wants to do most is to vent this grievance in his heart with a hearty blow!

With an extremely fierce expression, the red fruit looked at him defiantly.

On the occasion of comparison in mid-air.

Yang Sunsin's expression on the pitcher's mound did not change, but the cold light in his pupils became more and more cold.

“playball！！”

"The first ball, a straight ball in the middle half of the outside corner."

Face the ultra-fast runners.

Yang Sunsin will not choose to fight it head-on.

In his career as a pitcher, Yang Sunsin's most admired pitching aesthetics is to control the ball rationally, and in any case, he is not easily swayed by his emotions, what kind of hitter he faces, what kind of rhythm and tactics should be used, as long as he sets foot on the pitcher's mound, Yang Sunsin always keeps his brain in the most sober state.

"Hmm!"

At home plate, Yang Sunsin's royal catcher, Sekiguchi nodded heavily, and the figure that moved slightly outwards was placed in the ball cover at a moderate height in the outer corner.

In the next moment.

Position locked.

Yang Sunsin on the pitcher's mound raised his arms decisively.

Waving up arms.

"Huh"

A small ball that comes out of your hand.

While his fingertips shook slightly, the next second, it turned into a cold light and flew towards the outside of home plate.

Approaching the light and shadow of home plate.

Very tight and delicate ball path.

On the strike zone, Kuramori was slightly stunned.

The ball was already in the room.

"Smack!"

Side-sliding precise arcs.

"Good shot!!"

The sound of the presiding referee's ruling sounded.

The look on Kuramochi's face also became more and more solemn.

"This guy!!"

"Second ball."

Decisive to strike when it's time to strike.

"Huh"

The shadow of the ball reappeared in front of him.

It was like a ball of the exact same height and angle.

"Huh!"

"Pong!!"

This time, Kuramori, who tried to shake the bat, frowned suddenly the moment the ball made contact with the bat.

Again, very subtle positional deviations.

Blows half a sphere apart.

"Whoosh"

"Bang"

The white shadow that flew out upside down smashed outside the boundary line of third base.

"Out of bounds!!"

The sound of the verdict of the fallen base.

Kurachi's expression also changed again.

Obviously, it looks like the ball is almost the same to the naked eye, but the touch of the hand can clearly tell Kuramochi that this ball is different from the previous one, and it is a bad ball that deviates from half a ball position.

"This guy's ball control is probably even more terrifying than I imagined!"

Four-eye handover.

Yang Sunsin's indifferent expression came into Cangji's eyes.

Kuramochi pursed his lips.

It is still a striking posture that deliberately takes half a step inward.

Yang Sunsin's eyes showed a hint of sarcasm, and he waved his arms decisively again.

In an instant, the light and shadow shined out.

"Huh"

Break into home plate.

"Huh"

The aurora that pierces the heart.

Kuramochi relied entirely on his own experience, and subconsciously swung his metal bat.

I thought I could intercept the ball.

Again, there was a subtle deviation from the ball.

The ball that jumps above the metal bat narrowly avoids the oncoming metal bat.

"Smack"

A ball that goes in.

"Good shot, hitter out!!"

The high-pitched words of the presiding referee just sounded.

It corresponds to Kurachi's expression that instantly became extremely ugly.

Shigero, Miyuki, Tetsu and others on the bench also looked more solemn.

Ochiai Hiromitsu is rare, revealing a faint look of appreciation.

High school students can have ball control like Yang Sunsin, it is really extremely rare, at least, so far, in the more than ten years of Ochiai Hiromitsu's coaching, only two or three pitchers have been seen, in the high school student stage, can compare to Yang Sunsin's ball control, and these two or three people are now fighting in the professional baseball world, each as the team's trump card, or the main rotation pitcher, the annual salary is at least seventy or eighty million, or even hundreds of millions of existence (in the Japanese occupation, such an income should be very normal, And it seems to be only in the middle level, right? Xiao Ye only learned a little about it from the money field. ）

Ochiai Hiromitsu has reason to believe that as long as this Yang Sun-sin continues to grow up normally, he may not be able to shine on the professional field.

"It's really a very good pitcher, but it's a pity that it's in a team like Mingchuan High School...

Hiromitsu Ochiai's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Yang Sunsin, who was still able to suppress Ryosuke Kominato on the court, and thought secretly in his heart.

"Huh"

"Smack!"

"Good shot!!"

Within half a pitch, the ability to change arbitrarily and control at will.

Even a purely technical beater like Ryosuke Kominato, in this first seat, was completely toyed and suppressed by Yang Sunsin.

Especially due to the unnecessary subjective influence of the garrison.

Ryosuke Kominato can obviously feel that the referee behind him has begun to favor Yang Sunsin in a subtle way, and in many tricky balls, he actually gave judgments in favor of Yang Sunsin, which made Ryosuke Kominato want to go crazy, there is no such reason in the whole world, right!?

It's simply Yang Sunsin of Chiguoguo, and Mingchuan High School has the same home advantage.

The referees were all in their favor.

In such a situation, Ryosuke Kominato couldn't find a suitable opportunity to play at all.

"Huh"

"Smack!"

After the chase, the decisive inner angle refraction changes the ball, which is used to win the game.

"Good shot, hitter out!!"

Ryosuke Kominato, who was forced into a corner and couldn't make a stick, was taken out of the game in this way.

Then, it was Usashiki's turn to play the mat.

Bombard out the right field direction to strike.

deviated a trace of angle and height, the flight distance was not enough, and the falling speed was not very fast, and he was caught up by the right fielder of Mingchuan High School, caught it steadily, and won the number of outs!

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