The big devil in table tennis

Chapter 1284: Start Again

The bright white lights on the field pierced the heavy air like sharp swords, and the sound waves from the audience built an invisible wall around the table.

The knuckles of Xu Xin holding the racket turned blue and white, the sticky sweat in his palms made the rubber shine, and the score of 11:12 burned black marks on his retina.

The opponent's strange side-spin ball is still replaying in slow motion in my mind, the strange change of direction of the white ball as it brushed the net, the tricky landing point that exploded on the table, and the transparent beads of sweat that rose from the edge of Shaojie's racket when he saved the ball.

"This ball." Shaojie's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the tactical board slipped from his fingers, hitting the iron chair on the bench with a crisp whine.

In the coach's clenched fist on the sidelines, the unopened bottle of mineral water was groaning under the heavy burden.

In the replay on the big screen, the sound of the opponent's gloves rubbing against each other when they high-fived was infinitely amplified, like two pieces of sandpaper grinding the nerves of the Chinese team players.

Xu Xin wiped his face vigorously with a towel, but the rough touch of the fibers could not erase the image remaining on his retina: the ball that he should have caught was like a cunning silver fish, slipping lightly through the tactical mesh they had carefully woven.

Amid the cheers from a corner of the stands, he heard the slight clicking sound of his wrist joint when he made a powerful smash in the previous round.

Shaojie was unconsciously hitting his knees with the racket face, and the carbon fiber base and knee pads collided to produce a dull beat - that was the secret rhythm they had prepared for the final before the game, but now it became a ridiculous solo.

At the last crucial moment, the opponent player actually hit the ball directly onto the table of Xu Xin and Shao Jie, allowing them to win the first game. Xu Xin and Shao Jie could not calm down for a long time. They had worked hard for such a long time, but in the end they only lost the first game to the opponent player. It was really too bad.

Xu Xin's breathing stagnated slightly, and there was a buzzing in his ears, as if the sound of the entire venue had been drained away, leaving only the dull heartbeat in his chest.

She stared down at the table. The smooth blue surface still bore the scratches from the previous ball, like a glaring mockery.

Shaojie pursed his lips into a tight line, his fingers unconsciously stroking the rubber of the racket, the subtle granular feeling from his fingertips brought him back to his senses a little.

He turned his head to glance at Xu Xin. His partner's brows were furrowed, and his eyes were filled with reluctance and a rare hint of confusion.

At the sidelines, the coach's voice finally broke through their trance: "Don't just stand there! It's just one inning, adjust!"

But this sentence was like a thin needle, piercing Xu Xin's nerves.

She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms.

"Just one round?" But they clearly had a chance to win this round.

They tried their best and threw every shot with ruthlessness, but in the end, their opponents still seized on a tiny flaw and dealt a fatal blow.

After a brief self-reflection, Xu Xin and Shao Jie got into the state again!

Xu Xin's knuckles turned slightly white from excessive force, and his fingernails carved several deep red crescents on the palms.

She shook her head violently, and her wet bangs drew a sharp arc on her brow bone.

Shaojie bent down and picked up the ping-pong ball that had rolled to his feet. The small orange-yellow ball left an afterimage between his fingers, just like the fatal tennis ball three minutes ago, which made a strange curve on the table that violated the common sense of physics.

“Tick, tick, tick.”

The sound of the referee's knuckles rapping on the scoring table tore through the stagnant air.

Xu Xin suddenly squatted down, tying her shoelaces with an almost ferocious motion, the black elastic band stretched like a bow string at her fingertips. Shaojie saw the beads of sweat on the back of her neck sliding down her spine into the team uniform, leaving dark blue marks on the fabric printed with the word CHINA.

The crisp sound of the coach tearing open the energy gel package on the sidelines was particularly harsh.

When Xu Xin stood up, Shaojie was tapping his temple with the edge of the racket, and the carbon fiber material collided with his skull, making a hollow echo.

They stared at each other across the 1.2-meter-wide table, and saw the same burning desire to win in each other's pupils.

Shaojie threw the ball high up, and the spinning ball left a comet-like trail under the overhead light.

The opponent's red uniform flashed like a dangerous signal in his peripheral vision, and Xu Xin had already assumed a ready posture to receive the serve, with the arc of his knee bent like a spring compressed to the extreme.

The red numbers on the electronic scoreboard suddenly went out and jumped to a brand new "0:0". When Shaojie's serve cut through the air, Xu Xin heard the clicking sound of his cervical vertebrae turning - this was a warning from his body and also a proof of his boiling fighting spirit.

The crisp sound of the ping-pong ball hitting the rubber is like pulling a trigger, and this time, they will never let victory slip through their fingers.

Bang, bang, bang! The sound of ping-pong balls kept coming out in their palms, loud sounds one after another.

This time Xu Xin and Shao Jie were very focused, and the opposing players were equally unwilling to fall behind, hitting the ping-pong ball with a bang.

The ping-pong ball exploded on the table with a series of silver lightning. Xu Xin's racket rubbed against the rubber, making a sharp sound, and with a flick of his wrist, he swung the ball in a tricky banana arc.

The opposing player staggered sideways, his sneakers whistling on the plastic floor, but the ball strangely turned a right angle the moment it touched the table.

The ball was played very well and the opponent's player pounced like a cheetah.

He made a violent backhand shot, and the ping-pong ball turned into a blurry white shadow, drawing a dangerous parabola above the net.

Xu Xin's pupils suddenly shrank - the ball's rotation frequency was wrong, and tiny vortices were cut into the air.

Shaojie's racket came in at the critical moment. The moment the carbon fiber bottom plate collided with the incoming ball, his entire arm felt a tooth-grinding tremor.

He gritted his teeth and pressed his wrist, and the ball actually brushed the net and flipped over, and strangely lost its rotation the moment it bounced off the opponent's table.

The opponent's save was frozen in mid-air. The ping-pong ball landed lightly on the corner of the table and rolled three times like a feather before coming to a stop.

Then it fell to the ground, and the score became 1 to 0 at this moment. Xu Xin and Shao Jie won the second game directly!

Before the mechanical sound of the scoreboard flipping had faded away, the opposing player had already slammed the ball onto the table.

He caught the ping-pong ball when it bounced to the highest point, and the friction between the rubber and his palm made a teeth-grinding sound.

Xu Xin noticed the bulging veins on the back of his opponent's hand, and knew that this serve must be a killer move.

Sure enough, the moment the ball left the racket, it was wrapped in a strange side spin, drawing a twisted trajectory in the air.

Shaojie took a half step back, and the racket cut towards the ball at a tricky angle of 45 degrees. The moment the rubber touched the ball, the muscle fibers of the entire forearm vibrated at a high frequency, and he could clearly feel the crazy rotation energy inside the ball.

Xu Xin suddenly rushed out from the side and hit the ball in an exaggerated arc. The ping-pong ball suddenly fell as it passed the net, falling rapidly as if it was pressed by an invisible hand.

The opponent's save caused the mineral water bottle to flip over, and the blue bottle rolled out a thrilling trajectory on the bench.

Shaojie's wristband had already been soaked with sweat, and now it was throwing out fine water droplets as he waved his arms.

Xu Xin bent over and supported his knees, the ridges of his spine clearly visible under his wet team uniform.

The sound waves from the audience washed over her eardrums like a tsunami, but she could only hear the throbbing sound of her own temple.

The opposing coach called a timeout.

When Xu Xin took the towel, he found that his palm lines were full of gel particles. Shaojie was tearing open the energy gel package with his teeth, and the mint-flavored gel melted the cold sweetness at the root of his tongue.

They stared at each other through the swirling white magnesium powder - there was one last round, and the outcome of this fierce battle would be decided.

Afterwards, the opposing players had a brief exchange and then stood on the competition stage again. This time when they returned, it was like a king standing on the competition field again!

It gave people a feeling of being superior, but even so, Xu Xin and Shao Jie still maintained a very calm mentality. After seeing the weird smile of the other players, they no longer shifted their gaze to them, but instead focused all their attention on serving!

This ball was sent out by Xu Xin. When the ping-pong ball was sent out by Xu Xin, it first rotated an angle in the air before reaching the table of the opponent's player. At the same time, when the opponent saw such a ping-pong ball coming, he immediately waved the ping-pong racket in his hand so as not to have any regrets!

Xu Xin's serve seemed to be cast by magic. The ping-pong ball suddenly fell at the moment it passed the net, and the friction between the ball and the air made a "whoosh" sound.

The opponent's pupils suddenly contracted, and his right hand holding the racket reacted as if by muscle memory. The muscle fibers in his forearm completed three fine-tunings within 0.3 seconds, but the moment the racket touched the ball, his face suddenly changed.

"Oh no!" Cole's heart skipped a beat.

This seemingly ordinary backspin ball suddenly "came alive" when it hit the racket face, and shot up along the rubber like a slippery silver fish.

His wrist reflexively flicked upwards, only to see the ball trace a strange parabola, just barely brushing the top edge of the net.

Shaojie had already predicted this opportunity, and his figure, which took half a step back, cast a sharp silhouette under the overhead light.

The moment the racket collided with the ball, a crisp explosion sounded in the venue - that was the vibration released after the rubber accumulated enough energy.

The ping-pong ball turned into a streak of white light and spun as it exploded on the opponent's table. The ball that the opponent barely managed to save bounced high up like a ripe fruit waiting to be harvested.

Xu Xin's figure jumped out like a cheetah.

Her leap caused her skirt to flutter, revealing the taut muscles around her waist.

It was a textbook smash, with the ball hitting the opponent's corner at a speed of nearly 100 kilometers per hour, leaving a clear blue mark on the rubber surface before bouncing towards the audience.

"Match point!" The commentator's hoarse shout shook the entire stadium through the loudspeaker.

When Xu Xin turned around, he saw Shaojie tapping her left breast with her racket - this was the signal they agreed on before the game. Sweat dripped down her jawline, splashing tiny crowns on the reflective plastic floor.

Afterwards, Xu Xin used the table tennis racket in his hand to hit the table tennis ball hard into the face of the opponent player. This ball caught the opponent player off guard, but fortunately the opponent player was quick-eyed and quick-handed, so he did not lose the ball directly to Xu Xin and Shao Jie.

Xu Xin's smash tore through the air like a cannonball, and the ping-pong ball even produced visible airflow distortion in its flight trajectory.

The other player only felt a white light coming towards him, and even felt the strong wind caused by the rotation of the sphere on his cheek.

At the critical moment, his body reacted before his brain, with a backward movement almost like a split, and the racket blocked his face at an extreme backhand angle.

"boom!"

There was a teeth-grinding crash, and the opponent's wrist was subjected to a huge impact force, and his entire right arm became numb due to the reaction force.

The ping-pong ball deformed violently on the racket surface. The rubber particles were squeezed to the limit and then rebounded suddenly, drawing a strange spiral arc at an impossible angle.

The ball flew past the net and bounced off the table on Xu Xin's side with an irregular rotation.

Shaojie's pupils suddenly contracted. This return ball completely disrupted their tactical layout.

He instinctively took a step forward, but at the moment of starting he stepped on the sweat drops he had just shaken off, and his feet stumbled.

Xu Xin's shouts seemed to come from far away. The moment Shaojie lost his balance, he stretched his racket towards the blurry white shadow with his muscle memory.

"laugh--"

The edge of the racket barely touched the incoming ball, and the ping-pong ball changed its trajectory and bounced high, casting a long shadow under the overhead light.

The opposing player was already ready to go. He seized this excellent opportunity and leaped up, stretching his entire body into a perfect bow shape in the air, and slammed the ball into the dead corner of the table.

Xu Xin's diving save was 0.1 second slower. Her fingertips just brushed the ball but failed to change its trajectory that eventually led to it falling onto the table.

The ping-pong ball exploded on the blue table with a crisp sound, and then bounced happily out of the court.

The referee's whistle and the buzzer of the electronic scoreboard sounded at the same time, and the opponent's desperate counterattack in this round won applause from the audience.

The save he made just now caused his sports glasses to slide down to the tip of his nose.

Xu Xin supported himself on his knees and stood up, only to find that his calf muscles were shaking uncontrollably.

At the same time, the score also changed at this moment, and the two teams tied the score at 1-1 at this moment.

At this time, Xu Xin and Xu Xin found that the score was becoming more and more difficult.

Both of them must play the ball with their heart, especially the table tennis ball. When the ball is hit towards them, they should react immediately instead of being a few beats slower!

After a brief self-reflection, they quickly got into the state. The ball was sent by the opposing player. When the ping-pong ball hit, the sound was loud and elastic, which made Xu Xin and Shao Jie wait early.

When the ping-pong ball hit him with a bang, Xu Xin swung the ping-pong racket in his hand hard, and then quickly moved the ping-pong ball to the opponent's table!

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