The big devil in table tennis

Chapter 1293 This ball is not simple

Sure enough, with a bang, the table tennis ball changed 7:6

Xu Xin and Shao Jie looked at each other, and each saw shock and a hint of panic in the other's eyes. The ball was like a magic spell, drawing a strange arc on the table, and finally passed by the edge, and the score was caught up.

"This ball...how could this happen?" Shaojie murmured, beads of sweat oozing out of his palms.

Xu Xin took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

She bent down to pick up the ping-pong ball that had rolled to her feet, her fingertips trembling slightly.

The noise in the audience seemed to be separated by a layer of frosted glass, blurry and distant.

"Don't panic," she pinched the rubber of the racket hard and whispered to Shaojie, "Remember the net ball in the final of last year's National Games?" Shaojie was stunned for a moment, and suddenly grinned - that day they were behind 15:16, but they reversed the situation with a "suicidal" high loop ball.

The referee blew the whistle to signal the game to continue.

The opponent threw the ball high up, and at the moment the ball fell to his forehead, his wrist suddenly shook.

The white ball drew a strange arc on the table, as if being pulled by an invisible force, and suddenly turned to a right angle, heading straight for Shaojie's backhand blind spot!

The audience burst into exclamations instantly, and even the commentator's voice rose octaves.

"This ball! Another incredible change of direction! The opponent's player's condition today is simply amazing!"

Shaojie's pupils shrank, but his body reacted instinctively.

He pushed the ground hard with his left foot, and pounced sideways like a cheetah. His racket barely reached the ball at the critical moment, and with a flick of his wrist, he kicked the ball back!

"Good shot!" Xu Xin shouted softly and immediately adjusted his position to prepare for his opponent's next attack.

However, the opponent seemed to have planned it in advance. Without waiting for the ball to bounce, he made a fierce forward loop, and the ping-pong ball hit Xu Xin's forehand corner like a bullet!

"Oh no!" The coach on the sidelines clenched his fists.

But who is Xu Xin? She is a straight-blade master known as the "People's Artist"!

In a flash, she leaned back slightly, flicked her wrist, and the racket cut through at an almost impossible angle.

"Shh!"

The ping-pong ball drew a strange side-spin arc, brushing the net and flying towards the opponent's table.

The opposing player obviously didn't expect this, and when he hurriedly fought back, the ball almost flew out of bounds!

The whole audience was boiling! Xu Xin and Shao Jie high-fived fiercely, their eyes burning with fighting spirit.

"If they can hit weird shots, so can we!" Shaojie grinned and clenched his racket, "Come on!"

The opposing player's expression changed slightly, obviously not expecting Xu Xin and Shao Jie to be so resilient.

He took a deep breath and served again.

This time, the ball flew towards the net with a strong backspin.

Xu Xin did not hesitate and directly hit the ball from inside the table, and the ball shot straight to the opponent's backhand like a sharp arrow!

The opponent reluctantly returned the ball, but the quality was not high. Shaojie seized the opportunity and made a violent arc loop. The ball hit the table like a cannonball, bounced up and flew out directly!

Victory is just around the corner! Xu Xin and Shao Jie looked at each other and understood each other. They must win this point!

The opposing player obviously felt the pressure and his wrist trembled slightly when he served.

Xu Xin's eyes were sharp. The moment the ball flew towards him, he suddenly turned sideways and twisted it hard with his backhand.

"Snapped!"

The ping-pong ball hit the opponent's table like lightning and just passed by!

The noise in the audience suddenly fell silent. The commentator's voice trembled a little: "This is Xu Xin's self-created 'ghost cut'. It is said that the ball will suddenly change direction on the second jump."

Cold sweat broke out on the opponent's forehead.

He stared at Xu Xin's wrist, which was wrapped with a dark red wristband that looked like solidified blood under the light.

For the eighth ball, Xu Xin suddenly switched to backhand, and the ball rolled along the net as if by magic.

After the restart, the opposing player found that Xu Xin's attack was even more fierce.

Every smash was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, and the ping-pong ball left a faint burn mark on the table.

The moment Xu Xin threw the ball, the lights in the stadium suddenly flickered.

Shaojie stared at the ping-pong ball spinning slightly on the table, his ears buzzing. Just then, he clearly saw the ball split into three afterimages in the air - was it an illusion? Or was the opponent's skills so weird?

There was no time to think! He gritted his teeth, tensed his arm muscles, and swung his racket violently.

"Snapped!"

A seemingly ordinary straight ball turns strangely after passing the net, as if pulled by an invisible force, drawing an arc that goes against common sense of physics!

The opponent's pupils suddenly shrank, and he hastily swung his racket, but it only cut through the air. His body leaned forward due to inertia, staggered a few steps, and hit the sideboard hard!

"8:6!"

The whole audience was silent for a moment, and then burst into deafening exclamations!

"What kind of ball is this?!" The commentator's voice almost broke. "Shaojie's shot actually changed direction in the air! This completely violates rotational mechanics!"

Xu Xin was also stunned. He quickly walked to Shaojie and lowered his voice: "How did you do that just now?"

Shaojie looked down at his racket, his fingertips trembling slightly.

He himself didn't know - at that moment, he seemed to have entered some strange state. The trajectory, rotation, and landing point of the ball were all clearly reflected in his mind, as if... being guided by some force.

"I don't know..." Shaojie murmured, "but I think... I can do it again."

Xu Xin stared into his eyes and suddenly smiled: "Then don't stop, take advantage of this moment and win the game in one go!"

The game continues!

The opponent player served the ball, and a high-speed side spin went straight to Shaojie's backhand.

Shaojie's eyes focused, and the moment the ball touched the racket, his wrist shook subtly.

"Shh!"

The ball split into afterimages again, and suddenly fell after passing the net. The moment it bounced on the table, it twisted left and right like a snake!

The other player completely misjudged the direction, missed the target with his racket, and froze in place.

9: 6!

The audience was in an uproar! Someone shouted, "Shaojie is cheating!"

The commentator was so excited that he was incoherent: "This is no longer a technical issue! This is magic! This is a super power!"

The opposing coach threw his towel in anger and protested to the referee: "There is something wrong with this ball! He must have used an illegal rubber!"

The referee came over, carefully checked Shaojie's racket, and finally shook his head: "The equipment complies with the regulations."

Xu Xin raised the corner of his mouth and patted Shaojie on the shoulder: "Don't worry about them, just keep fighting."

Shaojie nodded, but a sense of uneasiness welled up in his heart - how long can this state last?

The opponent player was obviously enraged, and the next serve had an almost violent spin, and the ball blasted towards Xu Xin like a cannonball!

Xu Xin rushed sideways and the ball hit back like lightning. The opponent barely blocked it. Shaojie saw the opportunity and made another strange arc shot.

Victory is just around the corner! But at this moment, Shaojie suddenly felt dizzy and stumbled.

"What's wrong?" Xu Xin keenly noticed something was wrong.

“It’s okay…” Shaojie shook his head, but dense black spots appeared at the edge of his vision, as if something was devouring his consciousness.

The opponent player served the ball, and Shaojie barely caught it, but the quality of his return was extremely poor.

The opponent seized the opportunity and scored with a slam dunk!

"9:7!" The referee's voice echoed in the stadium, and the numbers on the scoreboard stung Shaojie's eyes.

His breathing became rapid, sweat kept dripping from his forehead, and the hand holding the racket trembled slightly.

"Hold on!" Xu Xin shouted from the sidelines, looking at Shaojie with a firm gaze, "Don't let them lead the way, play according to our tactics!"

Shaojie took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He shook his wrist, stood still again, and locked his eyes on his opponent.

The other player raised his lips slightly, obviously noticing Shaojie's fluctuations in state.

He deliberately slowed down the pace, threw the ball high, and then flicked his wrist.

"Uh-huh!"

A very fast backspin ball went straight to Shaojie's backhand!

Shaojie was prepared. He quickly moved his body to the side and gently cut the ball with the racket. The ping-pong ball drew a low arc and landed accurately on the opponent's table near the net!

The opponent obviously didn't expect Shaojie to return the ball so delicately. He rushed forward to pick up the ball, but the return was too high.

Xu Xin's eyes flashed, and she started to move instantly! She pounced on the stage like a tiger, swung her arms in a circle, and hit a violent looping ball like a cannonball into the opponent's gap!

"boom!"

The opposing player didn't even have time to react before the ball hit the table and bounced away!

10: 7!

The whole audience was boiling instantly! Shaojie and Xu Xin high-fived fiercely, and the same fighting spirit burned in their eyes.

Victory is at hand!

The other player's face turned completely gloomy.

He stared at Xu Xin and Shao Jie, and suddenly sneered: "Don't be happy too soon."

The opponent served the ball, a strange side spin ball went straight to Xu Xin!

Xu Xin has agile steps and adjusts his position instantly. He makes a quick forehand shot and the ball hits the opponent's table like a sharp arrow!

The opponent was well prepared and made a backhand shot, and the ball flew towards Shaojie at an astonishing speed!

Shaojie's pupils shrank, and his body instinctively took a half step back. At the critical moment -

"Snapped!"

A miraculous short ball!

The ping-pong ball lightly jumped over the net, bounced on the opponent's table, and fell almost touching the net!

The opponent player rushed forward frantically, Shaojie gritted his teeth and fought back, but the trajectory of the ball split into countless afterimages again, and his vision was completely blurred.

"boom!"

A streak of white light flashed across the table, and the moment the ball passed the net, it disappeared.

No, it’s not disappearing—it’s getting extremely fast, as if it has broken through the constraints of time!

The opposing player didn't even have time to react before the ball bounced on the floor behind him.

11:7

There is only one ball left.

Xu Xin stood in front of the serving line, gently stroking the ping-pong ball with his fingertips.

The hustle and bustle in the venue seemed to freeze at this moment, leaving only the sound of one's own strong heartbeat.

He raised his eyes to look at his opponent opposite him, the man who had just been caught off guard by Shaojie's "phantom ball". He was now staring at his serve, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"It's the last ball." Shaojie whispered behind him, with a strange resonance in his voice.

Xu Xin nodded and threw the ball high up. At the moment the ball fell, he suddenly felt that time became unusually slow.

The air is stagnant.

The light is distorted.

The colors of the world are fading.

His wrist flicked one hundred and twenty-seven times at a speed impossible for a human to achieve, giving the ping-pong ball a spin that transcended the laws of physics.

The moment the racket touched the ball, a dazzling white light exploded!

"What is this?" The commentator's voice stopped abruptly.

The ping pong ball disappeared.

No, to be precise, it jumps between different dimensions.

The audience saw seven afterimages appear on the table at the same time, each bouncing in a different position. The opponent's pupils contracted violently, and his brain was unable to process such information.

In the real dimension, the ball flies along the net;

In the quantum dimension, the ball hits seven corners of the table simultaneously;

In the time dimension, this serve has actually been repeated 961 times.

"Snapped!"

A soft sound.

The ping-pong ball lay quietly in the center of the opponent's table, motionless, while the opponent's racket was still frozen in mid-air.

The audience was silent.

The ping-pong ball rested quietly on the table, like a sealed star.

The opponent's racket was suspended in the air, his expression frozen between shock and confusion, as if he had been taken out of time. The referee's whistle did not sound for a long time - because even the referee himself could not be sure whether this ball counted as a score.

Xu Xin's breathing became slightly rapid. He could feel his right hand getting hot and the rubber of the racket was faintly warm.

"This ball..." The commentator's voice trembled, "We may need a slow-motion replay. No, we may need a quantum physicist to explain it.

The opponent's racket was still hanging in the air, and his eyes gradually changed from shock to unwillingness.

Sweat dripped down his chin onto the table, making a slight "tapping" sound.

"It's not over yet"

He gritted his teeth, slowly straightened up, and gripped the racket tighter.

The noise in the audience seemed to have nothing to do with him. In his world, there was only the ping-pong ball lying quietly on the table and the two unfathomable opponents opposite him.

The opponent had already hit the ball. His fingers were shaking slightly, but he threw the ball to Xu Xin with great determination.

Xu Xin and Shao Jie looked at each other and saw surprise and a hint of respect in each other's eyes.

This opponent had clearly witnessed a force beyond common sense, yet he still chose to stand in front of the table.

After that, Xu Xin's serve looked ordinary, just an ordinary side backspin.

The opposing player was fully focused and decisively chopped the ball long the moment it bounced, sending the ball back to Shaojie's backhand.

Shaojie flicked his wrist and quickly tore a straight line.

The opponent stumbled and tried to save the ball, barely managing to get it back.

Xu Xin suddenly changed the line, and the ping-pong ball drew a big diagonal line directly towards the opponent's forehand gap!

The opponent's player burst out with amazing speed and hooked the ball back under almost impossible circumstances!

The ball flew high with a strong side spin.

Shaojie took a half step back, preparing to end the game with one shot.

At this moment, the opponent's ball suddenly split in the air, turning into dozens of phantoms that were difficult to distinguish between real and fake!

“What?!” Shaojie’s pupils suddenly shrank.

The audience was in uproar. This player who had been hit by the "Dimensional Ball" and had no chance to fight back, was now using a similar move!

Xu Xin's eyes sparkled: "He is learning from us?"

Among dozens of ball shadows, only one is real. Shaojie swings the racket based on his intuition.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of hitting the ball echoed throughout the stadium.

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