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The three-pitch pitcher raised his legs and threw the ball.

"Beep! 141km/h!"

The pitching speed of a professional pitcher is generally very strong!

Guo Jinxue's swing missed.

"Strike!" the referee shouted.

Guo Jinxue took a deep breath.

The second pitch was a bad one, and he didn't swing at it.

The third ball.

"Beep! 139km/h!"

In the bottom of the ninth inning, he had just thrown two balls and was still able to reach a speed of 139 km/h. Samsun's pitching is really strong.

but.

"boom!"

"Hit it!" the commentator shouted.

The ball flew between the third baseman and the second baseman.

Kunii Osamu didn't care about anything, let go, dropped the bat, and rushed towards first base.

"Sansong's shortstop caught it! Start throwing the ball!"

"Will Kamikawa's blow come in time?!"

"Ah!" Sansong's shortstop threw the ball to the first baseman.

"Ah!" Kunii Osamu also roared and flew to first base.

"safe!"

"Successfully reached base!"

Kunii Osamu got up from the ground and immediately got into position, his eyes fixed on second base.

His heart was beating so fast, he was almost there, just a little bit later, or if he missed a day of his usual long-distance running, he might have been eliminated.

The audience couldn't sit still and stood up one after another.

"Kamikawa's second at bat! Ono in left field!"

The three-pine pitcher twisted his neck.

Ono swung the bat hard, trying to find the feeling.

Once he puts the bat on his left shoulder, the game begins.

The pitcher lifts his foot and throws the ball.

"boom!"

The moment he heard the sound, Kunii Osamu rushed out, but stopped after running a few steps and returned to first base.

"Foul ball!"

Second ball.

The three-pitch pitcher has his fingers behind the ball, an outside corner carter that ends up moving away from the hitter!

Ono swung the stick down.

"boom!"

"Hit again!"

"It's over! It's a high fly ball! Can the Sansong outfielder catch it? He caught it! Kamikawa is out! There's a runner on first base!"

Ono stared at the ball for a long time before walking back to the coaching seat.

"……sorry."

"Student Xiaoye has done his best!" Although he was so nervous that his hands and feet were numb and his heart was so fast that he couldn't breathe, Kobayashi Yukiko still encouraged him.

"The opposing pitcher is already very strong, and he won't become easy to play against in the last inning." The coach said solemnly, "Whether we can win or enter Koshien is now up to you! Hold on until the sixth inning! Yamamoto!"

"Yes!"

Yamamoto, as Kamikawa's third batter, came on the field with the bat.

"Third baseman Yamamoto, Kamikawa's third batter!"

"Come on!"

"Kamikawa! Kamikawa!"

"Sansong! Sansong!"

The cheerleaders waved their pom-poms and refused to stop even though they were obviously exhausted.

Even the students whose voices had become hoarse continued to cheer for their respective baseball teams with their hoarse voices.

Yamamoto held the bat and looked at the pitcher Mitsumoto who was relaxing his arms and relieving his fatigue.

The opponent was very strong. In the first eight innings, I only hit two hits against him.

I am already in the third grade and this is my last chance. I must not lose no matter what!

"If you can't hit the pitcher's ball, it's either because you haven't practiced enough or you don't have the talent!" He remembered the reprimand from his coach in first grade.

That day, they lost the penultimate match in the qualifiers.

'Am I not capable?Was dug over from Kochi Prefecture! '

'Haven't I practiced enough? Practice is over and I'm the only one left swinging the bat!'

'So, call me out!'

Yamamoto swung.

"boom!"

"Hit!"

"Run!" He could no longer hear the voices of his teammates behind him.

In front of me, at first base, Kunii Osamu had already rushed to second base, and I was rushing to first base.

"Ah——" It was Kunii Osamu's roar.

This idiot, I've been talking about him since first grade. If he keeps yelling at me while running, he'll only run slower.

Roaring too much will lead to insufficient oxygen supply and reduce your sprinting efficiency!

Do you really take me, your senior, seriously?

After I quit the club, how can I leave the baseball club to such an unreliable guy?

But, but...

This is Kamikawa’s last chance, try your best in your own way!

Yamamoto had a calm expression and ran with standard posture. If it weren't for the sound of his footsteps and the trembling muscles on his face, he would have looked like a robot.

"Safe!" the referee yelled.

"There are people on first and second base! Kamikawa is going to turn the tide!"

"Can a miracle happen again?!"

"Very good!" The coach waved his hands vigorously, "Fourth batter, fifth batter! As long as one of you can get on base and advance the order, Watanabe can finish! We will win! We can go to Koshien! Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

Four Bats took the bat, took a deep breath, and went to the field.

One person has already been eliminated. If I am eliminated again, Shenchuan will only have one spot left to be eliminated, and the situation will be on the verge of collapse.

Moreover, this was the case with Yamamoto and Kunii, who were already on base, not getting out.

"A good shot!"

My mind went blank, as if it was about to be swallowed by the heat wave, and the tension of the game cut my skin like a sharp blade.

"Two strikes!"

Damn it, it was obviously a bad ball, why did I swing at it!

In the audience, the cheers of all the teachers and students in the school... I want to run away! I can't hit you!

He swallowed hard, trying to suppress the nervousness.

calm down……

As long as you stay calm, the opponent will throw the ball to you, absolutely...

"Strikeout! Out!" the referee's voice.

He had no idea how he got back to the coaching booth. He just sat there blankly. Kobayashi Yukiko seemed to be saying something to him.

In the distance, Toru Watanabe seemed to be talking to the fifth batter.

I can’t hear anything… I’m going to lose… All my efforts are in vain…

"Kamikawa has eliminated two people! There is only one elimination spot left!"

"There's no way back! Kamikawa!"

"The fifth batter must withstand the pressure! The two players already on base must not make mistakes and get out!"

"Will there be a miracle?!"

In the audience, some girls from Kamikawa High School were already crying.

Advantage, heatstroke, disadvantage, struggle back, but in the end, will you still lose?

"Come on!" they shouted in tears.

"Sansong! Sansong!" The cheers from Sansong High School were neat and powerful.

The fifth batter comes on.

He's not the best hitter.

If you were to pick the top three hitters in baseball, no one would vote for him.

"A good shot!"

That bastard Kunii squeezed him out of the top four in his sophomore year.

"A bad ball!"

I was also poached from other counties!

I left my hometown, but I didn't even get into Koshien! How can I face my classmates back home?

"Two strikes!"

That guy Yamamoto thought that after the disbandment, he would be the only one left on the baseball field swinging the bat!

But every time, I would hide in the dormitory and keep swinging the bat until he turned off the lights!

Yes every time!

"Two balls!"

There is an upper limit to pitching training, but there is no upper limit to hitting!

As long as you practice, you can become stronger!

'Don't underestimate me!'

Five bats swing.

"Bang!", the sound of the bat hitting the ball.

"Run!" Throwing away the bat, the fifth baseman roared and rushed to first base.

Yamamoto, who was on first base, was rushing toward second base;

Kunii Osamu, who was on second base, was rushing towards third base;