The big devil in table tennis

Chapter 1246 Practice

"Hey, Lin Hui disappeared so early, could he have gone to the training hall again?"

In the past, Lin Hui would call Jianhua to practice table tennis together after getting up.

No one knew where Lin Hui went today, so Jianhua also went to the training hall.

When he went to the training hall, Lin Hui was nowhere to be found.

So Jianhua started today's practice.

While practicing playing, Jianhua felt that he had many shortcomings in this Olympic Games.

Especially when the ping-pong ball hit the opponent's table, he was restrained by the opponent, which made him think of every move in the previous game at this moment.

Then he began to overcome difficulties.

The ping-pong ball made a bang-bang-bang sound, which made it impossible for Jianhua to break through.

Jianhua took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He realized that he was always led by his opponent's rhythm in the game and lacked initiative and change.

So he decided to start from the most basic serve and receive and readjust his tactics.

He stood in front of the table, carefully recalling the techniques his coach had taught him.

When serving, he tried to change the rotation and landing point, no longer blindly pursuing speed, but focusing on changes in rhythm.

When receiving the serve, he no longer rushes to attack, but instead stabilizes his position first, observes his opponent's movements, and looks for opportunities.

"Bang, bang, bang--" the ping-pong ball bounced back and forth on the table, and Jianhua's movements gradually became smoother.

He found that when he slowed down the pace and focused on the details of each ball, the opponent's counterattack became less sharp.

He began to experiment with different rotations and angles.

During practice, Jianhua also deliberately simulated various situations that might be encountered in the competition.

For example, when the opponent launched a fast attack, he practiced using backhand to block the ball to resolve the crisis;

When the opponent tried to control the situation with a spin ball, he used his delicate touch to steadily hit the ball back.

Jianhua was practicing excitedly when Lin Hui came back, walked up to Jianhua and patted him on the shoulder: "How was your practice? You're sweating all over, you're in good shape!"

Jianhua wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied with a smile: "It's OK, but I feel that I am always being led by my opponent in the game. I want to practice more changes and rhythm."

Lin Hui nodded and picked up the racket: "That's great, I'll practice with you. Let's simulate a game scenario, I'll give you some difficult questions and see if you can break through."

The two stood on both sides of the table and began a new round of practice.

Lin Hui's serve was varied, sometimes attacking quickly, sometimes controlling the rhythm with spinning balls, which made Jianhua a little overwhelmed.

"Bang--" Lin Hui hit a fast topspin ball straight to Jianhua's baseline. Jianhua barely caught it, but the quality of his return was not high, and Lin Hui scored with a smash.

"Don't be anxious, stay calm!" Lin Hui reminded, "Your opponent will also hit you like this during the game. You have to learn to resolve it with your footwork and touch."

Jianhua nodded, took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality.

In the next few balls, he was no longer in a hurry to counterattack, but focused on the details of each ball, using his delicate touch and flexible footwork to resolve Lin Hui's attack.

Gradually, Jianhua found the feeling.

He began to try to use different rotations and landing points to mobilize Lin Hui, sometimes using backhand twists and pulls, sometimes using forehand quick attacks, and gradually took the initiative.

"Not bad!" Lin Hui praised with a smile, "You played these few balls very thoughtfully, keep it up!"

The two of them played back and forth, and the ping-pong ball on the table flew back and forth like a silver lightning.

Jianhua became more and more excited as the game went on, as if he had found his rhythm and confidence in the game.

Jianhua's movements became more and more smooth, and his eyes became more and more focused.

He felt that his condition was gradually improving, and the spirit of not admitting defeat in his heart was completely aroused.

He no longer just passively responded to Lin Hui's attack, but took the initiative and tried to disrupt Lin Hui's rhythm with more sharp counterattacks.

"Bang--" With a backhand twist and pull, the ping-pong ball flew towards Lin Hui's backhand with a strong side spin.

Although Lin Hui reacted quickly, the rotation of the ball made it a little difficult for him to return the ball, and the ball went slightly out of bounds.

"Good shot!" Lin Hui shouted with a smile, a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Jianhua smiled slightly, gripped the racket tightly, and continued his attack.

His forehand quick attack was like a flash of lightning, the ball was extremely fast and landed precisely, forcing Lin Hui to retreat again and again.

Although Lin Hui is experienced, he still has to be extremely alert when facing Jianhua's strong attack.

"Bang, bang, bang--" The ping-pong ball flew back and forth on the table, and the confrontation between the two became more and more intense.

Jianhua's counterattack put Lin Hui under pressure, but he did not panic. Instead, he tried to regain control of the situation with solid defense and clever changes.

"Not bad, Jianhua!" Lin Hui said as he received the ball, "Your offensive shots were very threatening, but don't forget that defense is also key!"

Jianhua nodded, secretly reminding himself not to just focus on attacking.

He began to pay attention to the balance between offense and defense, maintaining the sharpness of the offense while paying attention to the stability of the defense.

Whenever Lin Hui tried to disrupt his rhythm with spin balls or quick attacks, he was able to resolve the crisis with his flexible footwork and delicate touch.

Both of them were close to their limit in physical strength, but neither of them stopped.

Jianhua's eyes were full of fighting spirit. He knew that only in such high-intensity confrontation could he truly improve his strength.

"Good shot!" Lin Hui quickly served the ball straight to Jianhua's baseline.

Jianhua moved quickly and pulled the ball back with a forehand loop, and the ball flew to Lin Hui's forehand position with strong topspin.

Lin Hui tried to fight back, but the spin of the ball made him hesitate when returning the ball, and the ball eventually hit the net and went out of bounds.

"We won!" Jianhua clenched his fists excitedly, a victorious smile on his face.

Lin Hui came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Well done! Today's practice was very effective. Keep it up."

"Lin Hui, can you practice with me for a while longer? I feel like I'm getting better and better!"

Lin Hui nodded and said, "Okay, since you are in such good shape, I will practice a few more games with you! But don't expect me to let you win."

Jianhua's eyes flashed with excitement, he clenched his racket and stood back in front of the table: "Don't worry, I just want to try the feeling just now!"

The two began to practice again.

This time, Jianhua was more confident and his movements were smoother.

He no longer stuck to fixed tactics, but flexibly adjusted his playing style according to Lin Hui's return.

Sometimes he used quick attacks to suppress his opponents, and sometimes he used delicate spin balls to disrupt Lin Hui's rhythm.

Lin Hui was not to be outdone. With his rich experience, he was always able to seize Jianhua's slight mistakes and counterattack.

The confrontation between the two became more and more intense, and the ping-pong ball drew silver arcs on the table, making crisp "bang bang bang" sounds.

"Bang--" Jianhua made a backhand twist and pull, and the ball flew towards Lin Hui's backhand with a strong side spin.

Lin Hui moved quickly and barely blocked the ball back, but the quality of his return was not high.

Jianhua seized the opportunity and made a forehand quick attack, the ball went straight to Lin Hui's forehand gap and scored!

"Beautiful!" Lin Hui couldn't help but praise, "You played these few balls very aggressively, keep it up!"

Jianhua smiled and felt more confident. He knew that he was gradually finding the feeling of the game, which was exactly what he needed in the Olympics.

In the next few rounds, the two were evenly matched.

Jianhua's condition was getting better and better, and Lin Hui also tried his best to suppress Jianhua with changes and rhythm.

Jianhua's condition is like a burning flame, burning brighter and brighter.

Every shot he made was full of power and confidence, as if he had found his own rhythm.

Under such a strong offensive from Jianhua, Lin Hui had to go all out.

"Bang——" Jianhua hit him hard.

Lin Hui moved quickly and barely blocked the ball back.

Jianhua seized the opportunity and made a forehand quick attack. The ball flew like an arrow straight into Lin Hui's forehand gap!

"Good shot!" Lin Hui couldn't help but shout, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, "You're getting more and more aggressive in these few shots!"

Jianhua smiled, gripped the racket tightly, and a determined light flashed in his eyes.

He knew he was pushing his limits, and that was exactly what he needed to perform at the Olympics.

Jianhua's condition is getting better and better, his offense is sharper and his defense is more solid.

Although Lin Hui tried to suppress Jianhua with changes and rhythm, Jianhua was always able to respond flexibly and find a way to break through.

"Bang--" Jianhua hit a forehand loop ball, and the ball flew towards Lin Hui's backhand with a strong topspin.

Lin Hui tried to fight back, but the spin of the ball made him hesitate when returning the ball, and the ball eventually hit the net and went out of bounds.

"Bang!" Jianhua won the ball again.

Lin Hui wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Jianhua, you fight really well!"

"Han, Lin Hui, don't let me. I just said I wouldn't let you go, but now you're letting me go!"

Lin Hui: “…”

Lin Hui smiled helplessly and shook his head: "I didn't let you win. You really hit the ball well. The spin was so strong that I couldn't react."

Jianhua raised his eyebrows proudly, clenched his racket, and a sly look appeared in his eyes: "Then play another game? I haven't had enough fun yet."

Lin Hui took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and looked at Jianhua firmly: "Okay, let's do it again! I won't let you score easily this time."

The two men stood in their positions again, the ping-pong ball bounced lightly on the table a few times, and Lin Hui served.

He flicked his wrist and the ball flew towards Jianhua's forehand position with a slight side spin.

Jianhua reacted quickly and made a backhand flick, and the ball flew back to Lin Hui's backhand position at an extremely fast speed.

Lin Hui was well prepared. He moved quickly, leaned forward slightly, and hit a backhand loop to pull the ball back.

The ball flew towards Jianhua's baseline with a strong spin.

Jianhua was not willing to be outdone. He quickly retreated and made a powerful forehand smash. The ball hit Lin Hui's forehand like a cannonball.

Lin Hui's eyes focused, his body quickly moved sideways, his wrist flicked, and he blocked the ball back with a forehand dribble.

The ball was coming at an extremely fast speed, and Jianhua had no time to react before the ball hit the edge of his racket and flew out.

"Good shot!" Jianhua couldn't help but exclaim, with a look of admiration on his face.

Lin Hui smiled slightly and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This is just the beginning, don't rush to praise me."

Jianhua laughed and stood back in position: "Okay, let's continue and see who has the last laugh!"

In the next few rounds, the two sides exchanged blows and the scores rose alternately.

Lin Hui gradually found the rhythm and began to control the situation with varied rotations and landing points.

Jianhua, on the other hand, continued to put pressure on Lin Hui with his outstanding strength and speed.

The two sides entered the battle for key points.

Lin Hui served the ball, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the ball flew towards Jianhua's backhand with a strong backspin.

Jianhua received the ball carefully. Just as the ball passed the net, Lin Hui quickly stepped forward and made a forehand quick attack, and the ball went straight to Jianhua's baseline.

Jianhua quickly stepped back and barely blocked the ball back, but the quality of the ball was not high. Lin Hui seized the opportunity and hit a backhand loop ball to Jianhua's forehand at a large angle.

Jianhua made a desperate save, but the ball had already flown off the table.

Lin Hui clenched his fists and a smile of victory appeared on his face.

Jianhua shook his head and smiled helplessly: "You hit the ball so hard that I didn't even react."

Lin Hui smiled and said, "You're not bad either. I almost couldn't handle those smashes just now."

Jianhua wiped the sweat from his forehead, adjusted his breathing, and stood back in front of the table.

He gripped the racket tightly, his eyes showing a hint of determination: "In another round, I won't let you score easily."

Lin Hui raised his eyebrows, still with that confident smile on his face: "Okay, I want to see how you fight back."

The game resumed and Jianhua served.

He flicked his wrist, and the ball flew across the net at an extremely low angle and landed on Lin Hui's backhand.

Lin Hui moved quickly and pushed the ball backhand, and the ball returned steadily to Jianhua's table.

Jianhua was well prepared and made a quick forehand attack, with the ball heading straight for Lin Hui's forehand at a wide angle.

Lin Hui reacted very quickly, he pulled sideways, and the ball drew an arc and flew towards Jianhua's backhand again.

Jianhua did not step back this time, but took a step forward and hit the ball with a backhand. The ball was so fast that Lin Hui had no time to react and it had already flown off the table.

"Good shot!" Lin Hui couldn't help but praise, "Your backhand is really fast."

Jianhua smiled, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes: "I can't always let you have the upper hand."

In the next few balls, the two sides exchanged goals and the score rose alternately.

Jianhua's defense became more and more solid, while Lin Hui's offense became more and more sharp.

Whenever Lin Hui tried to suppress Jianhua with looping balls, Jianhua could always defuse the crisis with quick drives or line changes. Lin Hui was not to be outdone, and several sudden line changes caught Jianhua off guard.

Lin Hui served the ball. He took a deep breath and shook his wrist lightly. The ball landed in front of Jianhua's table in a very short arc.

Jianhua made an accurate judgment and with a light rub, the ball returned to Lin Hui's table.

Lin Hui quickly turned sideways and hit a forehand shot, with the ball heading straight for Jianhua's backhand at a wide angle.

Jianhua moved quickly and blocked the ball with his backhand, and the ball barely returned to Lin Hui's table.

Lin Hui seized the opportunity and hit another forehand loop shot. The ball drew an arc and went straight to Jianhua's forehand with a wide angle.

Jianhua made a desperate save, but the ball had already flown off the table.

Lin Hui clenched his fists and a victorious smile appeared on his face again.

Jianhua shook his head and smiled helplessly: "Your shot is really unstoppable."

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