Chapter Thirty-Six: Furious Strike! (2nd Update)
When I saw Izaki Jun, the casting partner of Mingchuan School Park, my mood was very complicated.
In their original reconnaissance materials, this third baton of Qingdao High School is definitely not a tricky guy!
In terms of threat level, he is definitely behind the top three.
The first of the top three difficult characters in Qingdao High School is, of course, the fourth stick.
That's not to look at the hitting results, just looking at the swing of the bat, it's enough to scary the hitter!
After forming Tetsuya, it was the demon brother Ryosuke Kominato and Sawamura of the fifth baton.
All three of them are fighters who have formed their own independent striking style, and they have their own system, and if you don't break this system, it's hard to break them.
I have to say that Yang Sunsin is still very powerful.
After researching the data, he conquered Ryosuke Kominato and Sawamura, and did not let Yunari take the hit.
Unexpectedly, I was deflated on the third stick that I despised before and the catcher who was not brilliant before.
"If you want to attack such a hitter, you have to disturb his heart, and scare him with the first ball!"
Thinking about Yang Sunsin, he gave his partner a secret code.
Sekiguchi also thinks that at this time, it is necessary to scare Jun Izaki.
As long as Izashin retreats, then they can take advantage of Yang Sunsin's terrifying possession and shoot diagonally to attack Izagi.
And this batter swings the baton aggressively, and the bad ball doesn't even have to be thrown well.
Thinking about it, he closed his mouth and raised his gloves.
The path of this ball is almost close to Izagi's chest.
If it weren't for Yang Sunsin's precision machine-level ball control, he wouldn't have dared to match the ball like this. It looks as if they are going to deliberately throw a touch ball, and in case the referee misunderstands, they are passive.
It's a bit like the knives on TV.
A person stood there, and the master of the throwing knife still flew his knife past, wiping people's clothes, but he didn't hurt anyone in the slightest.
"Whoosh!"
The little white ball, whistling.
Usashiki's face began to turn hideous.
Here it comes!
Bad ball against the inside corner of the body.
"Don't scare Lao Tzu, think Lao Tzu is afraid of you?"
Izagi shouted in a huff.
As he spoke, the bat in his hand turned into a machete, turned around and slashed at the flying baseball.
This kind of striking action makes Mingchuan's players look stupid.
It's not that there are no strange blow postures, but Izaki Jun's posture is too weird.
Did he think it was a duel of ancient samurai?
Yang Sunsin on the pitcher's hill flashed with caution in his eyes.
Compared to Izagi's striking stance, he cares more about the non-flinching spirit that Izagi shows.
Faced with the ball that was about to fall on him, Izashaki Jun not only did not take a step back, but swung the bat against the ball.
The speed of reaction and the will to fight are very scary.
"Ping!"
The small white ball is hit.
Kankou's eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked stupidly. Hypnotize yourself silently in your heart.
No, such a ball, even if it is hit, is out of bounds......
It's a pity that Sekiguchi's good wishes have not been realized. After the white ball is hit, it does not become a throw-in, but instead falls into the gap of the guard, passes through the gap, and forms a long shot.
"Hah!"
Jun Izaki let out a loud shout and went to second base.
On the pitcher's mound, Yang Sun-sin frowned and looked at Jun Izashaki at second base.
He used a strange posture to hit the ball again!
These beaters in Qingdao are also too weird, what are they swinging sticks based on? How can this kind of ball be hit.
With a sigh of relief, Yang Sun-sin no longer thought about the matter of Izawaki Jun, but concentrated on dealing with the next beater.
"Fourth baseman, first baseman, formed."
See the formation of the stand on the strike zone.
The mouth is inexplicably sinking.
Before the settlement was formed, it was the beauty of the guard.
Now if you want to solve him again, I'm afraid it's not so easy.
"The first base bag is still empty, or I'll send him."
When there is a person on second base, it is dangerous to play against the tie.
"There's no need!"
Yang Sunsin's fighting spirit was very strong.
After the formation, there is still Sawamura, and the danger is still there.
At this time, there is no need to deliberately give Qingdao a hit.
Even if a hit can't be converted back into a score, it can advance the line. Theoretically, the fewer hits the better.
Now Qingdao has three safe shots!
If the bottom of the nine rounds is the bottom, then Yang Sunsin will inevitably have to have a fourth-round showdown with Qingdao's line. There was no way to play the fourth round, and Yang Sunsin didn't want to play the fifth round.
Qingdao is such a line, and with each round of advancement, the degree of danger is doubled.
"Whoosh!"
Yang Sun-sin throws the ball.
On the strike zone, the knot, which had been unmoved, suddenly moved.
"Ping!"
As if thundering, he swung his stick and whipped the white ball out fiercely.
The ball was so fast, it was like lightning slicing right in front of people's eyes.
Before the players in Mingchuan could make a move, they saw the baseball hit the ground and flew out.
"Out of bounds!"
A few centimeters off, the baseball did not fall into bounds.
"Whew!"
Yusei gestured with the bat in his hand, then raised the bat again.
At this time, the audience was already boiling.
"Let's get out!"
"Great job!!"
"Formed, Formed !!"
In such a fierce atmosphere, Mingchuan's players couldn't listen to it at all.
In their world, their bodies are incredibly stiff.
On the contrary, the senses are sharp.
Puff, puff~
They even heard their own heartbeats.
Scary!
Tainyima is scary!
Can they stop the ball?
No kidding, how could you stop it.
On the pitcher's hill, Yang Sunsin's calm expression changed for the first time.
A big drop of cold sweat ran down his neck.
"Bad ball!"
"Bad ball!"
"Bad ball!!"
"Bad ball!!"
"Guaranteed to get on base!"
After the start of the game, Yang Sunsin voted for the first time with four bad escorts.
No one is out, there are people on first and second base.
Rest area of the Qingdao Road.
A gleam flashed in Chris's eyes: "The first time the four bads appeared." ”
Miyuki nodded: "I was probably scared by the swing of the senior who formed a senior." ”
"This is a great opportunity!"
"And it's the turn of the guy who loves to pick up heads."
……
"Fifth baseman, pitcher, Eijun Sawamura."
Great scoring chance, it's your turn to play.
There wasn't much of a smile on Sawamura's face.
He had faced off against Yang Sunsin once before.
I don't know what means Yang Sunsin used, at that time, Sawamura mistakenly thought that he would definitely throw a finger fork ball, but he didn't expect to throw a straight ball.
If this problem is not solved, it will be difficult for Sawamura to have the confidence to hit the ball.
"We need to figure out a way!"
Sawamura thought and went to the strike zone.