Once the score is bitten by an opponent of similar strength, the idea of ​​winning and losing is occupied by the Baishan players.

During the offensive and defensive exchange, Baishan players were preparing for the game.

Zhang Zhe received a few balls, got up and walked up to the pitcher mound.

"How does the arm feel?"

Kazuya Nishino turned his left shoulder and replied, "It's okay to shoot forty or fifty goals!"

"Don't be so arrogant. You've shot more than 120 goals, so where can you shoot so many?"

"Why can't it work," Nishino Kazuya was dissatisfied with Zhang Zhe's doubts.

"Pitchers from other schools don't count on 150 or 60 goals in one game, why are I being looked down upon now!"

Zhang Zhe frowned and said, "Do you think you will play an extended game?"

"Prepare for now. Anyway, if I haven't scored nine times, I won't give it."

Kazuya Nishino lowered his head and kicked the soil on the ground. He didn't want to lower the board no matter what he said in the final, and secretly vowed to make a shot to the end.

Regardless of the final outcome, the pitcher mound belongs to him now.

With the determination to finish the shot, Kazuya Nishino made a good shot in the first half of the nine innings, scoring up two and preventing the hitter from base.

At the end of the first half of the nine innings, Baishan High School completed the regular defense of innings and will launch an offense in the second half.

When they saw the round array in front of the rest seat of Baishan High School, the audience realized a situation that caused an adrenaline surge.
Chapter completed!