The big devil in table tennis

Chapter 1291 Exciting Competition

The two players exchanged blows and the score was close.

At this critical moment, the opponent player keenly captured Xu Xin's momentary distraction and immediately seized the opportunity to launch a fierce counterattack.

He took a step forward, and the racket held tightly in his right hand drew a sharp arc in the air. With a crisp "bang", the ping-pong ball hit Xu Xin's table like lightning.

This sudden smash came so fast and hard that Xu Xin's pupils suddenly contracted.

He had just been distracted by the commotion in the audience and had no time to react.

The ping-pong ball flew past his eyes so fast that he could even clearly hear the crackling sound when the racket hit the ball.

By the time she hastily came to her senses, the little white ball had already bounced out of bounds and hit the floor heavily with a dull echo.

The numbers on the scoreboard jumped in response, and the score of 2:2 was clearly visible.

The audience burst into exclamations, and the commentator shouted excitedly: "A great counterattack! At such a critical moment, the opponent managed to tie the score!"

Xu Xin wiped the sweat from his forehead and his eyes became sharp again.

When Shaojie saw this situation, he immediately realized Xu Xin's carelessness.

He walked quickly to Xu Xin's side, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered, "Hold steady, don't be affected."

Xu Xin took a deep breath and nodded. The two looked at each other tacitly and readjusted their positions.

Shaojie's eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He kept a close eye on his opponent's every move, ready to make up for any loopholes that Xu Xin might have at any time.

The atmosphere on the field became increasingly tense, the noise in the audience seats gradually died down, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the next round of competition.

The referee blew the whistle and the game continued.

The opponent player served the ball, and the ping-pong ball drew a strange arc.

This time, Xu Xin and Shao Jie started at the same time, with steady steps and focused eyes, not giving their opponents any chance to take advantage.

Their cooperation was seamless, as if they were in perfect sync.

Bang, bang, bang! The ping-pong ball drew silver lightning on the table.

After the score was tied at 2:2, the atmosphere on the field became increasingly tense.

Xu Xin and Shao Jie stood back to back, their jerseys soaked with sweat, but they still maintained a perfect defensive posture.

"Watch out for his backhand!" Shaojie suddenly shouted.

Before he finished speaking, the opponent player made a fierce backhand shot, and the ping-pong ball with a strong rotation went straight to the open space on the right side of Xu Xin.

Xu Xin was well prepared. He slid sideways and lightly cut the ball with the racket at a nearly horizontal angle, returning the ball steadily.

This brilliant defense drew cheers from the audience.

The commentator's excited voice echoed in the stadium: "It's wonderful! This is the tacit cooperation of the world's top doubles! Xu Xin and Shao Jie seem to share the same brain!"

However, the opponent is no ordinary one.

The blond player suddenly changed the way she gripped the racket, and when the ball was about to touch the table, she shook her wrist and hit a weird "snake ball".

The ping-pong ball drew an irregular arc in the air and pounced on the Chinese team's court like a living poisonous snake.

Shaojie jumped up like a spring.

His racket flashed coldly in the sunlight, and he smashed the ball back with thunderous force.

The ball was moving so fast that it even left an afterimage in the air.

The opponent player barely blocked it with the edge of his racket and the ball bounced high.

Xu Xin's eyes gleamed, and he pounced forward like a cheetah.

His movements were smooth and the racket drew a perfect arc.

"Snapped!"

The ping-pong ball hit the corner of the opponent's table like a cannonball, and then bounced towards the audience at an almost right angle.

3: 2!

The moment the score jumped, the entire stadium erupted in deafening cheers.

Xu Xin's winning shot came so suddenly that his opponent remained in a defensive position, standing still.

Shaojie rushed over and high-fived Xu Xin, and the two palms made a crisp sound when they hit each other.

Xu Xin shook his sweat-soaked bangs and raised a confident smile.

This score completely disrupted the opponent's rhythm, and he could clearly feel that his opponent's momentum was shaken.

The referee signaled for the game to continue.

The opposing player wiped the sweat from his forehead and glanced at the scoreboard unconsciously before serving.

This subtle movement was keenly captured by Shaojie, and he immediately winked at Xu Xin.

Xu Xin understood and quietly moved half a step to the left while lowering his center of gravity. He was like a fully drawn bow, ready to burst at any moment.

"boom--"

The ping-pong ball went over the net with a strong backspin.

Shaojie had anticipated this, took a step forward, flicked his wrist slightly, and rubbed the ball back steadily.

This return ball may seem ordinary, but it actually contains a hidden weapon. The direction of rotation of the ball is completely opposite to what the opponent expected.

The other player fell into the trap.

He habitually pushed forward, and his face suddenly changed the moment the racket touched the ball.

In the audience, the Chinese team's coaching team couldn't help but stand up and applaud.

The head coach wearing gold-rimmed glasses excitedly said to his assistant: "See, this is what I often say, 'Defeat force with cleverness'!"

The following game was completely in the rhythm of the Chinese pair.

Xu Xin and Shao Jie are like two precision machines, working together seamlessly.

Whenever the opponent tries to change tactics, they can always make adjustments in the first time.

When leading by one point, Xu Xin made a breathtaking magical return.

The opponent's powerful smash went straight into his backhand blind spot and he was about to score.

Xu Xin's body was almost parallel to the ground, and at the critical moment, his racket swung out from an incredible angle.

The ping-pong ball drew a strange arc, brushed the edge of the net and landed on the opponent's table, then bounced sideways strangely.

The other player was totally unprepared for this move and could only watch the ball slip away from the edge of the racket.

"A stroke of genius!" the commentator's voice changed with excitement. "Xu Xin once again showed us why he is known as the 'table tennis artist'!"

At 4:2, the other player called a timeout. The two foreign players gathered together and discussed in a low voice with serious expressions.

Xu Xin and Shao Jie took the time to replenish their water. The coach walked over quickly, handed them a towel and whispered a few words.

After the pause, the opponent obviously adjusted their strategy.

They began to adopt a more risky style of play, frequently using difficult fighting shots.

At the critical moment, Shaojie stood up.

Facing the opponent's determined smash, he held the center line firmly like a rock.

The air in the whole place seemed to freeze.

The audience held their breath, waiting for the final showdown. Xu Xin took a deep breath, tapped the ping-pong ball a few times before serving, his eyes frighteningly focused.

"Whoosh——"

His serve was lightning fast and had a lot of side spin.

The opponent barely blocked the ball back, but it gave Shaojie a great opportunity to attack. Shaojie smashed the ball without hesitation, and the table tennis ball flew straight onto the opponent's table like a cannonball.

"boom!"

The opposing player tried his best to retrieve the ball, but the quality of the return was extremely poor.

Xu Xin saw the opportunity, took a step forward, his body almost flew into the air, and swung the racket down with the force of thunder.

The ping-pong ball hit the opponent's table with a deafening bang.

Almost won!

Shaojie was so excited that he almost threw away his racket and hugged Xu Xin.

His peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of a white afterimage.

Shaojie shuddered all over and stopped celebrating.

The ping-pong ball that they thought had already scored was actually retrieved from the sidelines by the opposing player in an almost impossible manner!

The ball drew a strange arc, just brushed past the net, and fell rapidly towards Shaojie's backhand.

Shaojie's pupils suddenly contracted.

His body reacted before his brain. His hands, which were originally about to hug Xu Xin, were suddenly retracted, and the racket in his right hand was adjusted to the best angle within one thousandth of a second.

His knees almost scraped the ground, and his whole body was like a spring that had been compressed to the extreme and suddenly released.

"Snapped!"

A stunning underwater moon-fishing move that amazed the whole audience!

The moment the racket touched the ping-pong ball, Shaojie flicked his wrist skillfully, adding a strong side spin to the ball.

The ping-pong ball flew over the top of the net, leaving a strange "S"-shaped trajectory on the opponent's table.

The opponent player was totally unprepared for this life-threatening return and hastily blocked it with his backhand.

As the ping-pong ball flew past the top of the net, the air in the entire gymnasium seemed to freeze.

In the audience, some people subconsciously covered their mouths, some leaned forward unconsciously, and everyone's eyes followed the small ball that drew a strange arc.

"This spin!" The opposing player's coach stood up abruptly, and the tactical board in his hand fell to the ground with a "click."

The moment the ball bounced off the opponent's table, something strange happened! The ping-pong ball that was supposed to rush forward suddenly drifted sideways strangely, as if being pulled by an invisible thread, drawing an "S"-shaped trajectory that violated common sense in physics.

The opponent's pupils suddenly contracted, and he could only hastily block with his backhand.

"Oh no!" Xu Xin's heart tightened.

He clearly saw that the return ball was high and floating, and fell right in the golden position where the opponent was good at smashing.

Sure enough, the tall opponent's eyes lit up and he leaped up like a hunting tiger.

The sound of the racket breaking through the air could be clearly heard, and the ping-pong ball turned into a beam of white light and flew straight to the corner of the table next to Xu Xin.

Shaojie's figure slid sideways like a ghost, and his racket narrowly intercepted the fatal ball at the last centimeter.

The return ball, which was hit with the force of the opponent's force, had a strong backspin and just barely went past the net.

Xu Xin immediately adjusted his position and formed a cross cover with Shaojie.

The two men's footsteps were like they were dancing a precise tango, moving around in an area of ​​less than three square meters, yet always maintaining a perfect defensive formation.

The other party was obviously enraged.

The blond player suddenly used her trump card, a "phantom serve".

The ping-pong ball suddenly splits into two afterimages when passing through the net, which is a sign of extreme use of rotation.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of Xu Xin's forehead.

In a split second, he relied on his intuition developed over the years to choose the ball coming from the left side.

"Bang!" He knew his judgment was correct the moment the racket touched the ball - the real touch came from the racket face.

But the price of receiving this kind of devilish serve is that the quality of the return ball is greatly reduced.

"Beep!" The referee's whistle suddenly sounded.

Everyone was stunned. The referee pointed to the bottom of the net. It turned out that the phantom serve had hit the net belt when it passed the net! According to the rules, it needed to be re-served.

"Huh..." Shaojie let out a long sigh and took the opportunity to wipe his sweaty face with a towel.

He leaned over to Xu Xin's ear and whispered: "He will definitely use this trick next time. I noticed that he used his thumb when he threw the ball."

The game starts again.

Sure enough, the opposing player once again assumed the posture of a phantom serve.

But this time, Xu Xin and Shao Jie, who were well prepared, raised their lips in a barely perceptible arc at the same time.

When the ball passed the net, Shaojie suddenly let out a short cough - this was the secret signal they agreed upon!

Xu Xin moved ahead as if he had predicted it, and made a clean and quick pass directly to the junction between the two opponents.

This unexpected change of direction caught the opponent off guard, and the ping-pong ball passed between their crossed rackets and hit the table heavily.

4:2

The opposing players continued to request a timeout, and the two foreign players huddled together and talked in a low voice, occasionally casting sharp glances at the Chinese combination.

Xu Xin took the opportunity to wipe the dripping sweat with a towel, while Shaojie took the time to replenish water.

"They must be discussing new tactics." Shaojie said in a low voice, "Be careful of their serve changes in the next game."

Xu Xin nodded and glanced at the scoreboard: "I noticed that the tall player would unconsciously touch the edge of the table before each serve."

This subtle observation made Shaojie's eyes light up.

The two men met each other and exchanged a few quick words, and a new response strategy took shape in a flash.

The timeout ends and the game continues.

As Shaojie expected, the opponent changed his serving strategy. The tall player stood on the right side of the table and threw the ball higher than before. At the moment when the ping-pong ball fell, his wrist suddenly turned -

"It's a backspin ball!" Xu Xin cried in his heart.

But he did not attack rashly. Instead, he followed the strategy just discussed and steadily rubbed the ball back.

This return ball may seem ordinary, but it actually contains hidden dangers.

The audience was boiling. A white-haired old coach excitedly said to the young players beside him: "See? This is playing with your brain!"

In the next few rounds, the game entered a white-hot stage.

The two sides exchanged blows and the score was getting worse.

On the contrary, Xu Xin and Shao Jie's cooperation became more and more tacit. They could understand each other's intentions with just a glance or a gesture.

When leading 5:2, an accident happened on the field.

Xu Xin accidentally slipped while saving the ball and his knee hit the floor heavily.

The entire stadium fell silent in an instant. Shaojie rushed over to help, and the Chinese team's doctor also ran into the stadium quickly.

"It's okay, just a few scrapes." Xu Xin said through gritted teeth, but the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed his pain.

The team doctor quickly performed emergency treatment and bandaged his knee.

The referee came over and asked if a medical timeout was needed.

Xu Xin shook his head and stood up firmly: "I can continue."

Shaojie looked at his partner worriedly: "How about..."

"Believe me." Xu Xin interrupted him, his eyes burning with the fire of not admitting defeat, "We are only a few steps away from victory."

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