The big devil in table tennis

Chapter 1275: A Little Progress Every Day

Lin Hui and Jianhua looked at each other and quickly adjusted their strategies.

Lin Hui took a half step back, lowered his center of gravity, and prepared to deal with Xu Xin's spinning ball; while Jianhua pressed forward slightly, trying to disrupt the rhythm of Xu Xin and Shaojie through more aggressive attacks.

Xu Xin keenly noticed Lin Hui's changes and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

She flicked her wrist and the ball flew towards Lin Hui's backhand with a strong side spin.

Lin Hui reacted quickly and blocked the ball with his backhand, but the ball bounced in an unexpected direction due to its rotation.

Shaojie had already predicted this, and quickly turned sideways, making a forehand quick attack, and the ball went straight to Lin Hui's open space.

Seeing this, Jianhua quickly filled in and barely blocked the ball back.

However, Xu Xin had already been waiting in front of the net. He gently flicked the ball, and the ball drew an arc and landed accurately between Lin Hui and Jianhua.

Both men tried to save the ball at the same time, but because their positions overlapped, the ball slipped between their rackets and fell to the ground.

This made them realize that Xu Xin and Shao Jie's cooperation was becoming more and more tacit.

Their tactical changes kept Lin Hui and Jianhua in a passive position. Although the two tried their best, they were still unable to turn the situation around.

Xu Xin served a short ball, Lin Hui stepped forward to rub the ball, but the ball bounced high because of the strong rotation. Shaojie seized the opportunity and dunked it, and the ball hit Jianhua's table like lightning.

Shaojie obviously did not expect Jianhua to be able to save the ball under such extreme circumstances. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

When the ball flew back to his table, Shaojie quickly adjusted his position, flicked his wrist, and tried to hit the ball to Lin Hui's backhand with a backhand quick drive.

However, Lin Hui had already predicted Shaojie's counterattack route. He quickly turned sideways and hit the ball with a powerful backhand. The ball went straight to Shaojie's forehand gap with a strong rotation.

Seeing this, Xu Xin immediately filled in from the wing and tried to save the ball, but the ball was too fast and the angle was too tricky, and it eventually brushed the edge of his racket.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense. The tacit cooperation between Lin Hui and Jianhua made Xu Xin and Shaojie feel the pressure.

Xu Xin took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing. A hint of determination appeared in his eyes. He whispered to Shaojie, "Hold on, we still have a chance."

In the next few balls, the two sides exchanged balls.

The flexible tactics of Xu Xin and Shao Jie formed a sharp contrast with the tenacious defense of Lin Hui and Jianhua.

Every shot was delivered with power and intelligence.

Afterwards, Xu Xin served a short ball with strong backspin. Lin Hui stepped forward to rub the ball, but the ball bounced high again because of the excessive spin.

Shaojie seized the opportunity and slammed the ball straight to Jianhua's table.

Jianhua reacted quickly, flew to save the ball, and barely managed to block it back.

However, Xu Xin had already been waiting in front of the net. He gently flicked the ball, and the ball drew an arc and landed accurately between Lin Hui and Jianhua.

Lin Hui immediately hit the ping-pong ball over, and the ball landed on Shaojie's table in a very standard way.

Shaojie saw the ball flying towards his desk, his eyes fixed, and he quickly adjusted his position.

He judged the landing point and rotation of the ball and decided to use a backhand quick dribble to hit the ball to Lin Hui's backhand, trying to take advantage of Lin Hui's open position to score.

However, Lin Hui was well prepared. He moved quickly, leaned forward slightly, and hit the ball with a powerful backhand. The ball went straight into Shaojie's forehand space with a strong spin.

Seeing this, Xu Xin immediately filled in from the wing and tried to save the ball, but the ball was too fast and the angle was too tricky, and it eventually brushed the edge of his racket and flew off the table.

The tacit cooperation between Lin Hui and Jianhua made Xu Xin and Shaojie feel the pressure again.

Xu Xin took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and a hint of determination appeared in his eyes.

He whispered to Shaojie: "Hold on, we still have a chance."

Next, Xu Xin and Shao Jie's flexible tactics formed a sharp contrast with Lin Hui and Jianhua's tenacious defense.

Every shot was delivered with power and intelligence.

Afterwards, Xu Xin served a short ball with strong backspin. Lin Hui stepped forward to rub the ball, but the ball bounced high again because of the excessive spin.

Shaojie seized the opportunity and slammed the ball straight to Jianhua's table.

Jianhua reacted quickly, flew to save the ball, and barely managed to block it back.

A hint of solemnity flashed across Xu Xin and Shao Jie's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a firm will to fight.

They quickly caught their breath and refocused.

Although Lin Hui and Jianhua's tenacious counterattack was unexpected, the game is not over yet and the outcome is still unknown.

Xu Xin served, and this time he chose a long ball with strong sidespin, trying to disrupt Lin Hui's rhythm.

Lin Hui caught it steadily, pushed it with his backhand, and the ball flew to Shaojie's backhand with a slight spin.

Shaojie quickly turned sideways and made a backhand shot with an extremely fast speed, heading straight for Jianhua's table.

Jianhua reacted quickly, lowered his body slightly, blocked the ball with his backhand, and the ball flew back with a strong backward spin.

Seeing this, Xu Xin quickly stepped forward, flicked his wrist, and made a light lob, and the ball went over the net and landed near Lin Hui's table.

Lin Hui had no time to adjust and could only barely block the ball back, but the height of the ball was a little high, giving Shaojie a great opportunity.

Shaojie didn't hesitate and made a forehand dunk. The ball went straight into the gap between Lin Hui and Jianhua like a cannonball.

Lin Hui and Jianhua saved the ball at the same time, but the ball was too fast and neither of them could touch it.

Xu Xin and Shao Jie smiled at each other and regained their rhythm.

They knew that Lin Hui and Jianhua’s tenacity should not be underestimated, but as long as they stayed focused, they still had a chance to control the game.

In the next few balls, Xu Xin and Shao Jie increased the diversity of their offense, sometimes attacking quickly and sometimes attacking short shots cleverly, keeping Lin Hui and Jianhua in a passive position.

Although Lin Hui and Jianhua fought tenaciously, they gradually seemed to be unable to cope with the ever-changing tactics of Xu Xin and Shaojie.

The game entered a critical point, Xu Xin and Shao Jie seized the opportunity, scored consecutively, and finally won the game with a slight advantage.

Jianhua and Lin Hui stood at the edge of the court, breathing slightly, with beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Just now they lost to Shaojie and Xu Xin again. Although the score difference was not big, but at every critical moment, they always lacked a little tacit understanding and cooperation, and finally let the victory slip through their fingers.

Jianhua shook his head, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "Lin Hui and I still can't beat you and Shaojie!"

When he said this, he was not deliberately showing weakness, but he felt powerless from the bottom of his heart.

In these few games, he and Lin Hui have tried their best, but no matter how they adjust their tactics, they always seem unable to break through the defense of Shaojie and Xu Xin.

Shaojie heard Jianhua's words, walked over with a smile, and patted him on the shoulder: "You two just don't play well. This time is the same. We beat you every time."

There was a hint of teasing in his tone, but more of it was concern for his teammates.

Shaojie knew that Jianhua and Lin Hui were not weak, but they lacked sufficient tacit understanding and experience in mixed doubles competitions.

Jianhua responded with a wry smile: "How could we not play well? We tried our best every time, but we just couldn't beat you." After he said that, he turned his head and glanced at Lin Hui, who shrugged helplessly to show his agreement.

In fact, Jianhua and Lin Hui were originally singles players, and their training focus was mostly on singles techniques.

The mixed doubles competition is more like an extra challenge for them.

Although they performed well in singles, mixed doubles requires more coordination and tactical adjustments, which made the two seem a little overwhelmed.

No matter how well they played in the game, they always lost because of some small mistakes in details.

Lin Hui walked up to Jianhua and whispered, "It's not like we don't have any chances at all. It's just that we always lack a little tacit understanding at the critical moment."

After that, Lin Hui and Jianhua no longer served as sparring partners, but started practicing singles.

The ping-pong ball pinged between the two of them.

The ping-pong ball bounced back and forth quickly on the table, making crisp "bang bang" sounds.

Lin Hui and Jianhua stood on both sides of the table, staring intently at the trajectory of the ball, swinging the rackets in their hands flexibly.

Their movements were crisp and clear, and each hit was accompanied by strong rotation and speed, as if they were pouring all their strength into this tiny ping-pong ball.

Since deciding to focus on singles training again, Lin Hui and Jianhua have been spending every day in the gym, practicing from morning to night.

They no longer simply serve as sparring partners as they did before, but have begun to systematically improve their singles skills.

They treat every training session as if it is a real competition, giving their all and never slacking off.

"Jianhua, the spin of your ball is too strong, I almost couldn't catch it!" Lin Hui said with a smile while wiping his sweat.

There was a hint of fatigue on his face, but his eyes were full of excitement.

Jianhua smiled and waved his racket: "Your reaction speed is not bad. I just hit the ball with some side spin, but you were able to catch it."

The two smiled at each other and then plunged into the intense training. Their training content was not just simple fighting, but also included serving, receiving, step movement and various tactical drills.

"Jianhua, you're lacking a little bit here. Just use a little more strength." Lin Hui pointed at the training video and paused on a shot of Jianhua's backhand.

In the picture, although Jianhua's backhand action was standard, the strength was obviously insufficient, resulting in a slow ball speed, giving Lin Hui more reaction time.

Jianhua leaned closer to the screen, took a closer look, and nodded: "Yes, I noticed it too. I was indeed a little hesitant on that ball just now, and my strength was not decisive enough." He touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "Maybe I was worried about making a mistake, so I subconsciously held back."

Lin Hui smiled and patted Jianhua on the shoulder: "Don't be too conservative. We train to break through ourselves. It doesn't matter if we make mistakes. The key is to find the feeling."

Jianhua nodded, then pointed to another part of the video: "However, Lin Hui, the ball you play also has disadvantages, such as here." He fast-forwarded to the scene of Lin Hui's forehand attack and paused, "You see, although your ball is fast, the landing point is too straight, and the opponent can easily predict it. If you can move a little further to the sideline, the effect will be better."

Lin Hui took a closer look and frowned, "Indeed, I was a little hasty when I hit the ball and didn't pay attention to where it landed." He scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, "It seems that I need to be more steady and not just focus on exerting force."

The two smiled at each other, and then began to discuss other details seriously.

After a training session, they would sit down like this and analyze their performance carefully.

The training videos became their best teachers, and every frame allowed them to discover their own shortcomings.

"By the way, there's your serve," Jianhua pointed to a serve by Lin Hui in the video, "although the spin is strong, the movement is a bit too obvious. It's easy for your opponent to see your intention."

Lin Hui nodded: "I noticed that too. My wrist movement is too big when serving. I need to change that." As he spoke, he picked up the racket and imitated the serving action, trying to find a more concealed way of exerting force.

Jianhua also picked up the racket and gestured a few times: "I think you can try to add some changes at the moment of contact with the ball, so that it will be more difficult for the opponent to judge."

While discussing, the two conducted simple simulation exercises beside the table.

Their conversation was full of professional terms and tactical analysis, as if two coaches were working out a game strategy.

In fact, they do work hard for their own improvement, and every discussion is aimed at finding better training methods.

After the discussion, Lin Hui took out his notebook and carefully wrote down today's summary: "Today's focus is to be decisive in backhand power, pay attention to the landing point of forehand attack, and serve more covertly."

After he finished writing, he looked up at Jianhua and said, "How about we focus on these points during tomorrow's training?"

Jianhua nodded: "No problem, tomorrow we will practice backhand and serve, and then play a few actual games to see the effect."

In the next few days, Lin Hui and Jianhua carried out targeted training according to the plan.

They were more decisive in backhand shots and paid more attention to the changes in the forehand attack. In terms of serving, Lin Hui tried more hidden moves to make it difficult for the opponent to predict.

The effect of the training soon became apparent.

Lin Hui and Jianhua's performances impressed everyone. Their skills were more comprehensive, their tactical execution was more flexible, and their overall level was obviously improved.

After Shaojie saw them practicing, he smiled and said to them, "You have made great progress recently. It seems that you have put in a lot of effort."

Jianhua smiled and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's okay, mainly because Lin Hui is very strict and forces me to practice every day."

Lin Hui also laughed: "Didn't you force me to change my serve? We are calling this mutual encouragement."

Shaojie nodded, with a hint of approval in his eyes: "Not bad, with this attitude of the two of you, you will achieve better results sooner or later."

Lin Hui and Jianhua smiled at each other, their hearts full of confidence. They knew that as long as they continued to work hard, constantly summarize and improve, one day they would be able to show their strength on a bigger stage.

And every training and discussion is an important step towards their success.

(PS: Please recommend votes, monthly votes, and rewards. If you pass by, please leave your little feet. The author is extremely grateful here, letting the author know that he is not fighting alone and being a loner, thank you!) .