The big devil in table tennis

Chapter 1248: Continue to Practice

Lin Hui and Jianhua sat down next to the ping-pong table. Their sweat had not yet dried, and both had excited smiles on their faces.

The confrontation just now made them realize that there is still a lot of room for improvement in each other's skills.

"Your serve is getting trickier and trickier," Lin Hui wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile, "I almost didn't catch it."

Jianhua waved his hands and said modestly, "No, no, your backhand fast break is what gives me a headache. Every time I thought I could score, you ended up killing me."

The two smiled at each other, the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

Lin Hui picked up the water bottle and took a sip of water, then said thoughtfully, "In fact, I think that our skills each have their own characteristics. If we can learn from each other, we will definitely improve faster."

Jianhua nodded and agreed, "That's right. For example, your steps are very flexible, but sometimes I can't react fast enough and am always half a beat behind. Lin Hui, how can we improve our steps?"

Lin Hui smiled and patted Jianhua on the shoulder: "Jianhua, you are kidding, you have already improved so much, where else can you improve!"

Jianhua laughed. I did find that I had made a lot of progress while playing today.

Jianhua chuckled and found that he had indeed made a lot of progress while playing today.

He recalled how clumsy he was when he first started playing, and now he was able to move flexibly, which made him very satisfied. However, he still felt a little unwilling and wanted to go further.

"Lin Hui, you're right. I have indeed made a lot of progress." Jianhua wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued, "But I think there is still room for improvement. You see, sometimes I know the direction of the ball, but I just can't keep up with the rhythm, always a little bit short."

Lin Hui nodded and said seriously: "In fact, improving your pace does not only rely on practice, but also requires some skills and strategies. You can try to add some reaction speed exercises to your daily training, such as skipping rope, fast change of direction running, etc. These can help you improve the flexibility and reaction speed of your pace."

Jianhua's eyes lit up, and he felt that Lin Hui's suggestion made sense. He decided to add some special step training every day starting tomorrow.

"Also, Jianhua," Lin Hui added, "when you're playing, you can observe your opponent's movements more and predict their next move. That way, you can prepare in advance and naturally follow suit."

As long as Jianhua persists, he will be able to perform better on the court.

"Lin Hui! I...!" Jianhua clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with determination.

Lin Hui smiled and patted Jianhua on the shoulder to encourage him!

The two became more and more excited as they talked, as if they had already seen better cooperation and better performances on the court in the future.

Lin Hui looked at the time and suggested, "It's getting late, let's go back to the dormitory and rest!"

"Okay!" Jianhua stood up and stretched. "Let's make a new training plan tomorrow and try it together."

"Okay!" Lin Hui stood up and agreed unanimously!

As they walked out of the gymnasium, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the two of them, lengthening their shadows.

Both Lin Hui and Jianhua felt an unprecedented sense of fulfillment.

They know that in the days to come, they will not only promote each other's table tennis skills, but will also find more fun and growth in their communication with each other.

The two chatted happily along the way, and fell asleep early when they arrived at the dormitory.

The next morning, just as the sky was turning pale, Jianhua and Lin Hui had already arrived at the table tennis room.

There was still a hint of coolness in the air, but the passion of the two had already been ignited.

The crisp sound of ping-pong balls hitting each other echoed in the room, as if cheering them on.

Jianhua started a new training plan according to Lin Hui's suggestions.

He first did a few sets of warm-up exercises, then picked up the skipping rope and started jumping quickly.

The rope drew arcs in the air, Jianhua's movements became smoother and his breathing became gradually steady.

Then he performed several sets of quick changes of direction, his steps light and agile, like a nimble cheetah.

Lin Hui was concentrating on practicing serving and receiving the ball. His movements were clean and neat, and every shot was full of power and precision.

He looked up at Jianhua from time to time, his eyes full of encouragement.

"Jianhua, pay attention to the rhythm and don't be too hasty!" Lin Hui reminded.

Jianhua nodded, adjusted his breathing, and continued to focus on his training. He felt that his steps were becoming more and more flexible, and his reaction speed was gradually improving. Every time he hit the ball, he could predict the direction of the ball earlier and follow it with his steps.

Afterwards, Jianhua and Lin Hui stood on both sides of the table, their eyes focused and their rackets held firmly in their hands.

The room was filled with the crisp sound of ping-pong balls hitting each other, as if accompanying their practice.

Lin Hui served first, and the ball flew to Jianhua's right side like a flash of lightning.

Jianhua moved quickly, caught the ball steadily, pushed it back with his backhand, and the ball flew back.

Lin Hui smiled slightly, turned sideways and pulled the ball, and it flew to Jianhua's left side with a strong spin.

Jianhua's eyes focused, and he adjusted his steps flexibly, moving quickly to the landing point of the ball. With a flick of his wrist, he hit the ball back steadily.

The pace of the two players' play became faster and faster, and the ball drew beautiful arcs in the air.

"Not bad, Jianhua!" Lin Hui said with a smile as he hit the ball, "Your steps are much more flexible than before!"

Jianhua was panting, but his face was full of excitement: "Thanks to your advice! I feel like I can keep up with the pace now!"

Lin Hui nodded and continued serving.

This time, he deliberately hit the ball towards the far corner of Jianhua, trying to test his reaction speed.

Jianhua quickly determined where the ball would land, and he moved quickly. He caught the ball with one step, and with a backhand shot, the ball flew towards Lin Hui's backhand with a strong spin.

A hint of admiration flashed in Lin Hui's eyes. He quickly adjusted his posture and hit the ball back steadily.

The fight between the two became more and more intense, and the speed of the ball became faster and faster, as if they were engaged in a silent contest.

The ping-pong ball flew back and forth on the table quickly, making crisp "bang bang" sounds, as if accompanying this intense sparring.

Jianhua and Lin Hui's figures moved quickly on both sides of the table, sweat dripped down their foreheads, but their eyes were always fixed on the small ping-pong ball.

Lin Hui suddenly changed direction and hit the ball to Jianhua's forehand position with extremely fast speed and tricky angle.

Jianhua's eyes focused, and he quickly adjusted his steps. He took a side step and caught the ball steadily.

He flicked his wrist and the ball flew towards Lin Hui's backhand with a strong spin.

Lin Hui reacted very quickly. He took a half step back and pulled the ball with his backhand, and the ball flew back with spin.

The two played faster and faster, and the ball speed became faster and faster, as if they were in a silent contest. "Good shot, Jianhua!" Lin Hui said with a smile while hitting the ball, "Your reaction speed is getting faster and faster!"

Jianhua panted and continued playing.

This time, he deliberately hit the ball to the far corner of Jianhua's goal, wanting to test his reaction speed again. Jianhua quickly determined where the ball would land, moved his feet quickly, caught the ball with one step, and pulled it backhand, and the ball flew to Lin Hui's backhand position with a strong rotation.

Lin Hui's eyes flashed with admiration, and he quickly adjusted his posture and hit the ball back steadily. The fight between the two became more and more intense, and the speed of the ball became faster and faster, as if they were engaged in a silent contest.

The confrontation between Jianhua and Lin Hui entered a white-hot stage.

The sound of rackets hitting balls echoed in the empty court, as if every hit was challenging each other's limits. Jianhua's eyes became more focused, sweat dripped down his forehead, but his movements did not slow down at all.

Lin Hui maintained a calm smile, and each of his ball returns was accurate and powerful.

Suddenly, Jianhua made a fake move, lightly flicked the racket, and the ball drew a beautiful arc in the air and went straight to Lin Hui's forehand position.

Lin Hui reacted quickly, moved lightly, and flicked his wrist, and the ball flew back to Jianhua's court at a faster speed.

Jianhua was well prepared. He leaned forward slightly and hit the ball with a powerful backhand. The ball went straight to Lin Hui's baseline with a strong spin.

There was a hint of surprise in Lin Hui's eyes, but he did not panic. He quickly took a few steps back and blocked the ball back steadily.

The pace of the two players' play became faster and faster, and the ball almost formed a line in the air. The audience held their breath, afraid of missing any exciting moment.

At this moment, Jianhua suddenly changed his strategy. He slowed down the ball and gently picked it up, and the ball slowly flew towards Lin Hui's net.

Lin Hui was stunned, then realized that this was Jianhua's tactic. He quickly stepped forward, flicked his wrist, and the ball gently passed over the net and landed in Jianhua's court.

Jianhua had anticipated this and rushed forward, hitting a backhand slice that flew past the net. Before Lin Hui could react, the ball had already hit the ground.

"Jianhua played so well!" Lin Hui couldn't help but admire.

Jianhua smiled slightly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his eyes revealed a hint of confidence and calmness.

He knew that this game was not only a contest of skills, but also a game of psychology and tactics.

Lin Hui took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and the fighting spirit was rekindled in his eyes.

He gripped the racket tightly and whispered to himself, "Again!"

The game continues and Lin Hui serves.

This time, he chose a high-speed spinning serve, and the ball drew a strange arc in the air and went straight to Jianhua's backhand.

Jianhua quickly determined the trajectory of the ball, moved his feet flexibly, blocked it with his backhand, and the ball flew steadily back to Lin Hui's court.

Lin Hui was not willing to be outdone. He quickly stepped forward and hit a forehand shot, with the ball heading straight for Jianhua's baseline with a strong spin.

Jianhua was prepared. He leaned back slightly and hit a backhand slice. The ball flew along the net and landed in front of Lin Hui's net.

Lin Hui reacted quickly, rushed forward, and with a flick of his wrist, the ball gently flew over the net, but this time, Jianhua had predicted it in advance and hit a high backhand lob, and the ball flew high and went straight to Lin Hui's backcourt.

Lin Hui quickly stepped back, looked up at the ball flying in the air, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly jumped up and smashed the ball with great force, and the ball went straight to Jianhua's court like lightning.

Jianhua reacted quickly, leaned slightly to the side, and blocked the ball with his backhand, and the ball flew back to Lin Hui's court again.

The match between the two entered a white-hot stage again. The speed of the ball became faster and faster, and every hit was full of power and skill, as if performing a silent symphony.

At this moment, Lin Hui suddenly changed his tactics. He slowed down the pace and gently lifted the ball, which flew slowly towards Jianhua's net. Jianhua quickly stepped forward and flicked his wrist, and the ball gently passed the net, but Lin Hui was prepared. He rushed forward and hit a backhand slice, and the ball flew past the net. Jianhua had no time to react and the ball had already landed.

The duel between Lin Hui and Jianhua continues, and the court is filled with a tense and focused atmosphere.

Jianhua's eyes were particularly determined, and he kept replaying the skills Lin Hui taught him yesterday in his mind - how to use the flexibility of the wrist to control the rotation of the ball, how to adjust the pace at the critical moment, and how to hit an unexpected angle. He knew that today was not just an ordinary practice match, but also a test of his learning results.

Lin Hui served the ball, which was not fast but had a slight side spin and went straight to Jianhua's backhand.

Jianhua quickly determined the trajectory of the ball, moved lightly, blocked it with his backhand, and the ball flew steadily back to Lin Hui's court.

His movements were smooth and natural, and he had obviously incorporated yesterday's techniques into his own style.

A hint of approval flashed in Lin Hui's eyes, but he did not relax. He quickly stepped forward and hit a forehand shot, and the ball went straight to Jianhua's baseline with a strong spin.

Jianhua was prepared. He leaned back slightly and hit a backhand slice. The ball flew along the net and landed in front of Lin Hui's net.

This ball was not only accurate, but also had a slight rotation, forcing Lin Hui to quickly adjust his posture and barely block the ball back.

Jianhua seized the opportunity, stepped forward quickly, flicked his wrist, and the ball gently passed over the net and went straight to Lin Hui's backhand.

Lin Hui reacted quickly and blocked the ball with his backhand, but the angle of the ball was too tricky. He barely hit the ball back, but gave Jianhua a great opportunity.

Jianhua did not hesitate and hit the ball with a powerful forehand, and the ball went straight to Lin Hui's baseline like lightning.

Lin Hui stepped back quickly, but the ball was too fast and he had no time to react before it fell to the ground.

"You played very well!" Lin Hui couldn't help but praise, with a pleased smile on his face, "It seems that you have mastered yesterday's skills very well."

Jianhua smiled slightly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "I have to thank you for this. If it weren't for your guidance, I might still be standing still."

Lin Hui nodded, with a hint of expectation in his eyes: "That's quite good, let's continue, let's see what kind of ball you can play."

As the game continued, the pace of the two players gradually accelerated, but Jianhua's performance became more and more relaxed.

He not only made full use of the skills taught by Lin Hui, but also added his own understanding and changes on this basis.

Every shot was full of strategy, forcing Lin Hui to stay alert at all times.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the court, lengthening the two figures.

Every swing of their racket and every run they make is filled with power and beauty.

This silent competition is not only a test of skills, but also a test of will. And it is in this competition that they constantly surpass themselves and pursue higher realms.

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