Since the whole competition is carried out in the atmosphere of "win when you should win and lose when you should lose", the fighting process is the most embarrassing situation for the commentators on the commentary stand. There are no accidents, and it is 100% reasonable.

In the third inning, F-111 fought and buried the thunder in a warm way, but he protected the bag all the way to the end and won the third inning.

The following fourth and fifth innings were followed by F-111.

Unconsciously, after five innings in the second half, the two sides had already split equally.

So far, the dictatorial team lost three games in a row. No matter how strong and how hard they were in the situation, they entered the rhythm of "only a little bit to win, but they lost".

They fight fiercely and play very well, but it seems that they all cut on the flowing water. No matter how sharp the blade is, no matter how hard they use, the flowing water is still flowing water, and they continue to flow so gently

The fans of the dictatorial team are beginning to choke.

By the sixth inning of the second half, Zhang Ning was a little restless.

The authoritarian team still tried their best, but the situation still couldn't stop. They repeated the process until the end of the game was more than two minutes and thirty seconds.

Eleven to ten!

F-111 quietly completed the anti super.

Up to now, there is no more crushing feeling in the whole C-class League of the dictatorial team than this one. In the past, Chen Yao was just crushing, but today, the whole team is crushing each other's rhythm.

However, they also did not have any, in this kind of time by the human counter surpasses the score!

"Team Chen!" Zhang Ning couldn't help calling Chen Yao after the end of the sixth inning in the second half.

"Well." Chen Yao calmly raised his hand, "referee, pause."