The big devil in table tennis

Chapter 1290 The Third Game

The competition entered a white-hot stage.

The cheers in the venue suddenly froze, and everyone's eyes were focused on the high-speed spinning ping-pong ball.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of Xu Xin's forehead, gleaming faintly under the glaring light. The veins on his right hand holding the racket were bulging, and his knuckles turned white from excessive force.

A trace of determination flashed in the opponent's eyes. At the critical moment, he suddenly twisted his waist and the racket drew a sharp arc - "Bang!"

The crisp sound of the hit was like a thunderclap, and the ping-pong ball turned into a flash of white lightning, brushing across the net at an almost tricky angle.

Xu Xin's pupils suddenly contracted and his body instinctively lunged to the right, but he was still a beat too slow.

The ball hit the corner of the table hard, leaving an almost visible dent in the rubber surface, and then bounced towards the audience with a desperate spin.

12:11

The opposing player's teammates jumped up from their seats, waving their towels like victory flags.

This crucial point not only helped them win the second game, but also seemed to open up their Ren and Du meridians. The opposing player felt the palm of his hand holding the racket suddenly become hot, as if an electric current started from that winning ball and flowed through his blood vessels throughout his body.

The commentator in the broadcast booth was repeating excitedly: "This is the turning point of the game! The breakthrough of the psychological defense line often begins with such a powerful score!"

Then the third game began, but before the third game started, Shaojie took a deep breath in the rest area.

He noticed that his opponent was constantly wiping his racket with a towel. This small action, which would not normally happen, exposed his opponent's indecision.

When the referee blew the whistle, the other party's mouth corners raised an almost invisible arc. He heard the sound of his own heartbeat, as steady and powerful as a war drum, and the lingering sound of the "bang" just now was still echoing deep in his eardrum.

The ping-pong ball drew a sharp white light, and Shaojie's pupils suddenly contracted - the serve had a strange side spin, and the moment it touched the table, it seemed as if it was moved by an invisible hand, and its trajectory suddenly turned.

Before the audience could even exclaim, his racket had already instinctively cut out diagonally. At the moment when the rubber rubbed against the ball, he could see the blue veins on his opponent's neck, which were tense from exerting force, like a coiled poisonous snake.

"Snapped!"

The return ball exploded in the corner of the opponent's table. This was the static electricity reaction caused by the special floor rubber of the venue and the high-speed rotation, but in Shaojie's eyes at this moment, it seemed to have ignited some dangerous signal.

The opponent suddenly switched to a backhand charge, and the ball went so fast that it left an afterimage on the retina.

As Shaojie retreated, he stepped on the falling sweat drops and the sound of the entire venue suddenly disappeared.

The moment he fell backwards, he felt a familiar vibration coming from the handle of the racket - that was the carbon fiber sensor specially embedded by his coach after he recovered from his fracture last year.

"boom!"

The dull thud of my back hitting the floor coincided perfectly with the sound of the ball hitting the table.

Shaojie thought to himself as he wiped his chin with his jersey, the sweat leaving a dark tactical map on the fabric.

Afterwards, the ping-pong ball thrown by Shaojie looked like a miniature sun under the overhead light, and his shadow was silently swallowing up half of the table.

At the same time, the ping-pong ball flew rapidly across the table, and each collision was accompanied by crisp "bang! bang! bang!" sounds, beating on the nerves of the two people like a war drum.

Xu Xin's eyes were sharper than before. He lowered his center of gravity slightly, gripped the racket tightly, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

Shaojie could feel that every ball from the opponent had a stronger spin and a more tricky angle, and he was trying his best.

The ping-pong ball drew a silvery arc under the light. His wrist shook violently the moment it touched the ball, making an extremely concealed reverse spin serve!

Xu Xin's pupils shrank, and his body leaned forward almost instinctively, and the racket cut out at an angle.

The moment the ball touched the rubber, its direction suddenly changed. He gritted his teeth and forced the racket face to be adjusted, barely pulling the ball back.

"Snapped!"

Shaojie had predicted it long ago, and he rushed sideways, with the ping-pong ball hitting the opponent's corner like a bullet!

Xu Xin turned his feet quickly and almost flew sideways. His racket reached the ball at the last moment, and it was a side ball!

The ball lightly touched the edge of the table and then bounced in an unpredictable direction.

Shaojie reacted very quickly, but was still half a step slow. The racket brushed through the air and the ball fell to the ground.

1:0

The opponent player was one point ahead and the audience erupted in deafening cheers, but Xu Xin's expression did not relax at all.

He looked down at the racket. The edge of the rubber had slightly curled up. The continuous strong attacks had increased the wear and tear on the racket.

Shaojie noticed this detail and his eyes flashed.

For the next ball, he decided to try hard.

The opponent served the ball with a high-speed downward spin that went straight to Shaojie's backhand.

Shaojie did not choose the safe rub, but suddenly made a backhand twist and pull, and the ball went straight to the opponent with a strong side spin!

The opponent didn't expect him to change his tactics at this critical moment, and could only block it hastily, and the ball bounced high.

Then, without hesitation, he leaped into the air and made a forehand slam dunk.

"boom--!"

The ping-pong ball hit the opponent's table like a cannonball.

Xu Xin's breathing quickened. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, but her eyes became even more fierce.

There was a gleam of ruthlessness in the opponent's eyes, and he made a sharp backhand slice, and the ping-pong ball flew towards Xu Xin's backhand with a strong spin.

Xu Xin moved sideways quickly, lowered his center of gravity, and flicked his wrist the moment the ball bounced. With a quick backhand shot, the ball went straight to the opponent's baseline like lightning.

"Snapped--!"

The opponent obviously did not expect her counterattack to be so swift. She barely managed to lift the ball while retreating hastily, but the return ball was high and floating, and the opportunity appeared again.

Xu Xin did not hesitate at all. He rushed forward like a cheetah, raised his arms high, and gathered all his strength on the racket.

"boom--!"

With a powerful smash, the ping-pong ball hit the opponent's corner of the table like a meteorite, and then bounced out fiercely.

The audience on the sidelines were instantly boiling with cheers coming like a tide.

Xu Xin clenched his fists, growled, and his eyes were as sharp as torches.

The opponent gritted his teeth, stared at her, and became more determined to fight.

Xu Xin turned his head and glanced at Shaojie. Their eyes met briefly in the air, but they both read a hint of hesitation in each other's eyes.

In the last few balls, their running positions almost overlapped, and they almost collided with each other when returning the ball.

The coach on the sidelines frowned and tapped his fingers rapidly on the tactical board, obviously noticing the problem.

"Hold steady! Pay attention to filling in the position!" Xu Xin reminded in a low voice, with a hint of tension in his voice.

Shaojie nodded, but when the next ball started, his steps were still half a beat slow.

The opponent seized on this flaw and sent a tricky diagonal ball straight into the gap between the two.

Xu Xin took a sudden step forward, but because he rushed too hard, he lost control of the angle when returning the ball.

The ping-pong ball hit the net but failed to cross the table and fell directly onto its own table.

"Tsk!" Xu Xin bit his lower lip, his chest heaving violently.

The score was about to catch up, and the atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense.

The noise in the audience gradually died down, and everyone held their breath, waiting to see if the pair could adjust in time.

Shaojie took a deep breath, walked to Xu Xin's side, and whispered, "I'll take the lead for a while, and you support."

Xu Xin glanced at him, his anxiety calmed down a little, and finally nodded. Shaojie stood in front of the serving line, his fingers gently stroking the racket, his eyes calm and focused.

He flicked his wrist, and the ping-pong ball flew out, drawing a low arc and heading straight for the opponent's blind spot on the table!

The opponent player reacted very quickly, and with a sideways pull, the ball went straight to Xu Xin's backhand with a strong topspin.

Shaojie's body was as fast as lightning. He took a step to Xu Xin's side and made a quick backhand shot. The ball went straight into the opponent's gap like a sharp arrow!

"Snapped--!"

The opponent barely saved the ball, but the return quality was extremely poor and bounced high.

Xu Xin had already gathered his strength and with a flash of cold light in his eyes, he leaped into the air like a tiger.

"boom--!"

With a thunderous forehand slam dunk, the ball hit the opponent's table like a cannonball and then bounced off!

"Good shot!" Deafening cheers broke out from the sidelines.

After Xu Xin landed, he and Shao Jie high-fived in tacit understanding. The two smiled at each other, and the previous awkwardness was swept away.

The opposing player looked solemn as he looked at the score of 1:1. He obviously had not expected that their cooperation would suddenly become so smooth.

The coach nodded slightly on the sidelines and whispered to himself: "That's more like it..."

The game continues.

When Shaojie served the ball, the air seemed to freeze, and the only sound in the entire stadium was the crisp bouncing of the ping-pong ball on the table.

"Snapped!"

A strange side-spin serve went straight to the opponent's forehand small triangle area.

The opponent's pupils shrank slightly, and he flicked his wrist lightly.

The male player from the other team suddenly jumped up and made a backhand rush to get into Shaojie's pursuit position!

At the critical moment, Shaojie leaned back to avoid the opponent with incredible flexibility. At the same time, Xu Xin filled in the position like lightning and used a backhand "tyrant twist" to return the ball to the opponent's blind spot on the table.

The audience suddenly exploded, and some people stood up excitedly.

The opposing coach called a timeout urgently. When Xu Xin and Shao Jie walked back to the rest area, they found that the backs of their jerseys were completely wet.

"The coach handed me a towel and said in a hoarse voice, "Follow the tactics we had during special training."

When he came on the court again, Xu Xin noticed that the female player on the other side kept rubbing her wrist, and the male player's breathing was obviously disordered.

She winked at Shaojie, who nodded imperceptibly.

In the long ten seconds before serving, Xu Xin's racket turned back and forth in his palm three times.

As the referee began to count, she suddenly changed her grip and threw a seemingly ordinary topspin ball.

The opposing male player did attack, but at the moment he swung his racket, Xu Xin and Shao Jie simultaneously turned sideways like mirror images, giving up a perfect doubles attack line.

Shaojie hit the ball to the opponent's female player's backhand, but Xu Xin had already predicted the return route and rushed forward.

"Snapped!"

The ping-pong ball brushed past the edge of the opponent's table and finally landed lightly on the floor.

2:1

The whole audience was silent for half a second, and then erupted into thunderous cheers.

Xu Xin was stunned for a second, and was suddenly picked up by Shaojie and spun around.

"We..." Xu Xin's voice was drowned in the noise, but she knew Shaojie understood. Because when they high-fived again, both palms were burning hot.

Because I didn't expect to get this point so inexplicably.

But this is just the beginning. Only then will it be decided who will be the champion.

At the same time, Xu Xin's eardrums were still buzzing, and cheers came in waves like a tide.

She looked down at her palm, where the warmth of Shaojie's palm still remained.

The referee's gesture for the game to continue brought her thoughts back to the game.

"Hold on," Shaojie gently touched her back with his racket, "The net ball just now was just luck, and the next one will depend on your strength."

The opponent's rhythm was obviously disrupted by the unexpected score just now, and his wrist was obviously stiff when serving.

Xu Xin seized the opportunity and hit the ball to the opponent's corner with a forehand quick attack.

But the opponent's backhand slice was like a silver lightning, drawing a strange arc on the table.

Xu Xin noticed that beads of sweat were already oozing out of his opponent's forehead, glistening under the overhead light.

"Match point!" The referee's voice penetrated the noisy venue.

Xu Xin felt his heart beating unreasonably fast.

Before serving, she and Shaojie looked at each other briefly, and the same fire burned in their eyes.

The ping-pong ball felt slightly warm in her palm, and the moment she threw the ball, the stands suddenly became quiet.

The moment the ball hit the net, Xu Xin almost thought that the goddess of luck had descended upon him again.

But the opponent seemed to have anticipated it and rushed forward to save the ball. Shaojie's smash was blocked and Xu Xin subconsciously jumped to the edge of the table.

Time seemed to stretch. She saw the ping-pong ball spin across the net, lightly touch the other side's table, and then fall to the ground like a feather.

Amid the deafening cheers, Xu Xin staggered and was supported by Shaojie.

Only then did she realize that her sportswear was completely soaked with sweat.

Shaojie threw the racket high into the air. In the sunlight, the silver rubber reflected a rainbow-like halo.

Xu Xin took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

The halo of the stadium's ceiling lights swayed slightly in her sight, like sunlight refracted by water waves.

She bent down to pick up the ping-pong ball that had rolled to her feet. When her fingertips touched the small celluloid ball, she suddenly remembered the feeling of the racket when she first touched it at the age of fifteen - it was also slightly cool and light.

The shouts from the audience surged like a tide.

The opponent's serve came like a bolt of white lightning.

Xu Xin turned sideways reflexively, and the racket drew a silver arc in the air.

The moment the rubber touched the ball, she suddenly remembered what her coach said yesterday: "You are hitting a memory ball." At this moment, the spinning ping-pong ball seemed to carry the memory of all the training in the past twenty years, those early mornings when she swung the racket alone in the dim light, and those sportswear that were soaked in sweat and dried countless times.

The ball brushed the net and flew towards the opponent's table, bouncing in a strange arc at the sideline.

When the referee blew the whistle, Xu Xin realized that he had maintained the posture after swinging the racket, like a frozen film.

Shaojie's cheers and the stomping of feet from the audience.

The two players rang out together, and the other player was unwilling to give up. He immediately cheered up and hit the ball with a bang.

The loud banging noises continued.

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