"Qing Gong-kun, there is still one last out! I believe you, because this is not the first time you have experienced this situation. Looking at the guy named Arata, he is now frightened. That kid has already

You figured it out, and now he only dares to throw diagonal straight shots and bad shots, do you understand?"

"Understood, supervision!"

"Look for his diagonal straight ball and hit it hard for me. With victory, I will take you to Osaka!"

"Understood, we are going to Osaka, and I will definitely get the victory back!"

"come on!"

"Waseda!"

…

Amidst a burst of passionate shouts, Kiyomiya picked up the bat and walked quickly to the batter's box. At this time, everyone, whether it was Waseda or Chiyoda, was looking forward to the result of the game. The supporters of both teams on the field were all playing their part.

With maximum energy, he wanted to inject his spiritual power into the bodies of the team members.

If it weren't for Koshien, I'm afraid many people on the field would never have such an extraordinary experience in their lives. Under the spotlight, with victory or failure, experiencing the most memorable experience in life, this is the best

Of youth!

…

In the studio, watching Waseda's most critical player standing in front of the batter's box, a tragic and expectant mood infected the host of this game, which made him sigh with emotion:

"It seems that this may be a fateful showdown! As the two most watched players in Tokyo this year, Kiyomiya-kun and Furuta-kun are destined to have one of them leave with regrets. Unfortunately, this is Koshien!"

"Yes. Whether it's Arata or Shintaro, they are both very good players! It's a pity that they appear on the court as opponents..."

Director Miyazawa made an emotional comment and saw Arata straightening up on the court, as if he had already decided how to throw the first ball.

"Arata Furuta...take action!"

…

"Whoa!"

As a sound of piercing the sky came from the stadium, Qinggong hesitated and made no move!

"Crack!"

"nice shot!"

…

"Floating ball!"

"Arata Furuta just threw a floater. I really didn't expect that at this time, Arata would dare to throw a floater. It really caught Kiyomiya off guard! From the end of the first game, Arata has been

Never hit a floater again!"

…

"marvelous!"

After taking a good shot from Kiyomiya, Ushijima suddenly raised his fist and punched the sky. Thunderous shouts came from Chiyoda's support bench on the sidelines.

…

However, Kiyomiya didn't think too much about the pitch just now, but he really didn't expect that Arata would dare to throw the floater.

"Come again!"

When the ball was passed back to Arata's hands again! He could almost hear the sound of his own heartbeat. Arata threw the ball hard towards his gloves a few times. Then he took a stance, and then another shot

Attack with all your strength.

Seeing the ball flying towards the bottom lane, Qinggong's brain was sitting at the wheel making quick judgments.

"Straight ball? No, it's a bad ball. Don't pay attention to it!"

"Crack!"

As a heavy sound came from the catcher's glove, Qing Gong's expression suddenly became extremely nervous.

"Bad ball"

Hearing the referee's penalty, Qinggong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, it also confirmed Qinggong's confidence.

"Arata Furuta will definitely hit the diagonal ball. This is the safest pitch now. Because as long as I hit the ground ball, they will hopefully kill me and Yajima! All I have to do is judge the diagonal ball.

Straight balls and bad balls!”

Qinggong quickly judged the situation in front of him in his mind. Even if he had a good number of goals, he was still calm in his heart. You know, he has encountered more critical games than the current situation before, and he was not the first.

Every time, he made his opponent swallow the bitter pill of failure. He believed that what was more painful now was his opponent, a pitcher with only three pitches. No matter how fast he was, he could not beat the top hitters.

, still nothing.

In fact, Arata's current situation is exactly like this. Just now, relying on his cleverness, he used a floating ball to catch Qing Gong off guard. But now, the best choice in front of him seems to be a diagonal straight ball.

"No, this will never work. Qing Gong will definitely wait for the diagonal ball again! Take the risk and try again!"

After making up his mind, Arata took action again, and his hand was violently thrown out from behind like a whip.

"Whoa!"

"Bang!"

The moment Arata took action, Kiyomiya also took action, and there was only a clear sound of metal impact. The ball flew high towards third base.

"Homerun? Bye-bye home run... ah... out of bounds! Arata Furuta threw another floater, but it was hit out by Kiyomiya. Chiyoda escaped!"

Seeing the wild ball flying high over the yellow foul pole, Waseda's supervisor immediately threw the towel on the seat angrily because this meant that Waseda lost another out.

"Sure enough, I was hit!"

Arata, who was already despairing, saw that it was a foul ball, and suddenly felt like he had gone from hell to heaven. In the stands, Arata's father Ichiro was waving his suit, congratulating that he had just escaped. As for his mother and

Liangzi, he had already closed his eyes and did not dare to watch the following game anymore.

"Senior! You really scared me to death just now!"

"Me too, Ichiro! I almost have a heart attack!"

Doihara was just like Ichiro at this time, waving his suit and looking like a drunk office worker. He really didn't expect that Ichiro's son Arata could walk so far on Koshien.

"The last ball, come on, Arata!"

"come on!"

"come on!

…

When Arata once got the ball and stood in front of the pitcher's mound, Arata thought for a long time. At this time, he subconsciously looked at Ushijima on the sidelines, and saw Ushijima firmly raising his fist towards him. So

Arata couldn't help but let out a long breath. Then he quietly adjusted his grip on the ball behind him.

"The last ball, let's see if Qing Gong is fooled or not!"

After muttering something silently in his mind, Arata took a step forward, and then shot the shot he had planned for a long time in a state of anxiety.

…

"Arata Furuta made a shot, ah... a mistake... this is an obvious bad shot! It's impossible to deceive a Kiyomiya player with this kind of shot..."

Before the host finished speaking, he saw Kiyomiya adjusting his posture to observe the path of the ball. In the end, the ball suddenly drew a strange arc and fell into Ono's glove.

"nice shot!"

…

"It's... a slider! Arata Furuta threw a slider. He deceived the experienced Shintaro Kiyomiya, a slider, an unprecedented slider! Arata Furuta won, and Chiyoda was the champion!

"

"out!"

As the referee made the final decision, Kiyomiya knelt on his knees and inserted his hands tightly into his hair. At the last moment, although Kiyomiya judged that the ball might be a sliding ball, unfortunately, he was beaten by Arata Furuta before him.

His performance blinded his eyes and gave victory to his opponent.

Who would have thought that a pitcher who had never thrown a slider in a game would boldly use a slider on his last pitch.

"We are the champions, Osaka, we are here!"
Chapter completed!