Chapter 115: The Demon King’s Maneuver!

Seidou High School's strange defensive formation adjustment made everyone on the scene bewildered.

Seidou High School is one of the top schools in the nation. This distinction brings honor to the school, but it also comes with high expectations as the team cannot afford to make stupid mistakes.

Such a risky play; if it succeeds, that's all well and good, but if it fails, Seidou's reputation will suffer a significant blow.

Seidou will definitely be regarded as a joke!

Seidou's rest area, Miyuki glanced at Chris in shock.

'Chris-senpai!'

He somewhat understands what Chris is doing, but he doesn't understand…

Kataoka spoke suddenly.

"Leverage the existing roster to accomplish your objectives. Should there be any disparity between your capabilities and Chris's, it lies herein."

Matsumoto looked at Chris in the catcher position in disbelief.

'Crazy, this is totally crazy!'

'The members of Seidou are all crazy.'

With such crazy fielders, did Seidou really expect Hattori to limit himself to bunts?

Hattori was the main catcher of Tenryuji Middle School before, and the cleanup.

How could such a guy only use bunts?

With the bat in his hand raised, and Hattori's gaze was intense.

Even Hattori couldn't bear to be treated like this by the catcher of Seidou High School.

The situation is clear. If he attempts to force a score to earn points, Seidou will not allow it. His only option to contribute to the team's score is to engage in a direct confrontation with the pitcher.

The good thing is that Seidou is also ready to pay the price.

Their entire fielding is full of holes!

As long as the ball can fly past, the success rate of getting a hit is still very high. In the worst case, he can also hit the ball to the outfield with all of his strength. As long as he makes a line drive hit to the outfield, Matsumoto will have the same chance to return to home plate.

In the rest area, Coach Hosho Ryuki did not object.

With the first and third basemen defending forward and they bunt, Seidou will definitely pass the ball back to home plate first and touch Matsumoto Out.

'Come on! Just let me see the ability of Seidou's backup pitcher.'

Hattori's back unwittingly straightened up, and he was staring sharply at Tanpa on the pitcher's mound.

In the position of the catcher, a gleam of light flashed in Chris's eyes.

'The first step of the plan is completed, and the second step is next.'

'He was forced to face the pitcher like this. And right now, if a Strikes flew forward, the batter would definitely swing the bat.'

The first ball: An ordinary Straight ball below the center!

Tanpa, who received the sign, was stunned for the first time.

'The opponent Hattori is not an easy batter. Is it really okay to throw such a sweet ball right now?'

'Don't worry!'

Chris's will is very firm. Although this seventh batter's eye for the ball is good, it is obviously not at the same level as Nanami Haruka. He couldn't tell the difference between a Forkball and a Straight ball!

'When he sees a good Straight ball appearing right now, he will definitely aim for the Forkball!'

'Believe me!'

On the pitcher's mound, Tanpa nodded: 'Okay!'

Raising his hands high and wrapping his Mitt around the pitching hand, Tanpa raised his leg and threw the baseball forward of his hand.

Whoosh!

The small white ball soared forward like a laser.

On the strike zone, Hattori's eyes sharpened, and while Tanpa was throwing the ball, Masuko and Yuuki were running forward.

'The ball is right down the middle!'

The infielder ran forward as if he knew he was going to hit an infield grounder, and the pitcher was throwing to the center.

'Here it is, Forkball!'

'If you want to deceive me, you are still a long way off!'

With a smirk in his mind, at this moment, Hattori had already determined that the flying ball was a Forkball.

When hitting, he deliberately lowered his bat and then swung it out violently.

Ping!

The white ball was hit and flew high.

On the strike zone, Hattori's face paled to death.

'Just now, that ball did not fall?'

Fortunately, his swing was strong enough. Although he didn't hit the center of the ball, the ball still flew to the outfield…

This distance should be enough for Matsumoto to run back.

in the catcher's position.

Chris's eyes gleamed sharply as he watched the baseball soar high.

'Pitching doesn't have to be sharp, just throw the right ball at the right moment.'

'Even if it is a Straight ball in the middle, it can still solve the Batter!'

The white ball was hit and flew right in front of the left fielder.

That distance, a few also have fifty or sixty meters!

The base running instructor of Hoshiryu suddenly said, "There is a chance!"

Although the distance is not the best, no one can guarantee that there will be no deviation in a long pass of fifty or sixty meters. A slight deviation is enough for Matsumoto to return to home plate.

Matsumoto nodded silently, staring at the direction the baseball fell without blinking.

He wanted to run too, but it was Sawamura who was defending left field!

In the third grade of middle school, Sawamura could complete a 50-meter-long pass with no problem. Now that a year has passed, he can only be stronger.

'Stealing bases is too dangerous!'

Maybe he should throw away this hard-earned hit…

After weighing it again and again, Matsumoto was still hesitant to give up this opportunity.

right now, in the left field position, Sawamura kept moving so he could catch the white ball.

He didn't relax his observation of third base when he followed the ball.

At third base, Matsumoto didn't move.

'He is so unambitious!'

'As a star player, you run!'

Generally speaking, Matsumoto would not run such a distance.

'But that's okay.'

'I give you a chance to run.' Sawamura thought with a sly smirk on his face.

"Snap!" Sawamura raised his Mitt high and caught the ball in the Mitt.

When he caught the ball, for some reason, his body suddenly stumbled, as if he had tripped over something.

Third base's running instructor's eyes were bright!

"If you don't run, it's too late!"

Matsumoto gritted his teeth, and when he saw Sawamura's body shaking, he moved directly and ran to home plate.

Once running at full strength, his speed is still very impressive.

In the outfield position, Sawamura steadied his body in a panic, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

'The fish is hooked!'

'The current game is too important for Tanpa-senpai. As a Kohai, how could I not help? Even with two Outs, it's dangerous to have someone on third base.'

'This battle is over!'

Whoosh!

Sawamura, who was stumbling before, stepped out and took the opportunity to stabilize his body, and then the baseball in his hand soared forward.

Chris, who was in the catcher position, was a little worried when he saw that Sawamura's body was unstable.

It was only when I saw the baseball passing over that I realized that Sawamura did it on purpose.

'This little punk!'

He cursed secretly, but there was no reproach on Chris's face.

'Now that you kid has set up the stage, I have to cooperate.'

Chris opened his Mitt to catch the ball in his hand, waiting for Matsumoto to charge and solve him directly.

"OUT!"

"OUT!"

Pickup plus home run touch-out.

Three Outs, offense and defense exchange.

In the fifth inning, after being hit a home run, faced with a huge crisis of no Out and a runner at second base.

Tanpa survived without losing a single point.

The audience watching the wonderful duel was stunned, and they didn't react until Seidou won the double play.

"Seidou!"

"Seidou!!!"

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