The big devil in table tennis

Chapter 1305: Continue the Fight

Finally, no one knew where the opponent got the strength from, but he knocked the ping-pong ball directly onto Lin Hui's table.

The score changed again at this moment, changing to 11 to 11

The match ended in a draw, which was a surprise to both Lin Hui and the other player. For Lin Hui, he simply couldn't believe it, but for the other player, he finally had a chance to compete with Lin Hui.

At this moment, Lin Hui took a deep breath and clenched his racket after losing a ball.

Sweat dripped down his forehead, but he didn't bother to wipe it off.

The air in the stadium seemed to freeze, and the noise in the audience seats gradually quieted down. Everyone's eyes were focused on this crucial ball that would decide the outcome.

The other player also had a tense face, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes that was hard to conceal.

He hunched over like a cheetah ready to serve.

Toss the ball high up, and swing the racket to hit it the moment it falls.

The ping-pong ball drew a sharp arc and headed straight for the corner of Lin Hui's table.

Lin Hui reacted very quickly, took a step forward, and pulled the ball back with his backhand.

The ball was coming at an extremely fast speed with a strong rotation. The opponent saw that the ball was coming at him with great force, but it still couldn't change his confidence in winning this game!

Then he cheered himself up again and hit the ping-pong ball onto Lin Hui's table with a bang. When he hit the ball, it seemed as if he was telling Lin Hui that he would not give up!

After that, the two began a long contest, and the ping-pong ball made whistling sounds one after another.

"Snap!" There is a crisp sound when the racket touches the ball.

The ball was coming at an extremely fast speed, with a strong spin. The opposing player saw the ball coming at him with great force, but the burning fighting spirit in his eyes did not diminish at all.

He clenched his teeth, jumped up like a spring, and slammed the ping-pong ball back onto Lin Hui's table with a loud bang.

The audience in the stadium seemed to hold their breath.

The only sounds in the air were the whistling of the ping-pong ball flying back and forth between the two people and the sharp sound of the shoes rubbing against the floor.

At this moment, Lin Hui could feel his heart beating like a drum, but he forced himself to calm down.

This game has reached a critical moment and any mistake may lead to all previous efforts being wasted.

“Come on! Lin Hui!”

The cheers from the audience rose one after another, pushing the atmosphere of the game to a climax.

Lin Hui took a deep breath and threw the ball high into the air.

His playing movements seem simple, but he gives the ball a strong side spin the moment he touches the ball.

The ping-pong ball drew a perfect arc and headed straight for the opposing player.

The opponent player frowned slightly, quickly adjusted his pace, and gently flicked the ball with his backhand at the moment it bounced, and the ball flew over the net at a very low height.

Lin Hui was well prepared. He took a step forward and struck hard with his forehand.

"Snapped!"

The ping-pong ball shoots toward the opposing player like a bullet.

The opponent's body is almost parallel to the ground and he saves the ball at the extreme position.

Lin Hui saw the opportunity and changed the line again, sending the ball straight to the opponent's backhand gap.

"Good shot!" Cheers came from the coaching booth.

However, the opponent showed amazing mobility. He took two steps at a time and made a quick backhand shot. The ball flew towards Lin Hui's center with a strong topspin.

Lin Hui blocked the ball hastily and it bounced high.

The opponent's eyes gleamed, and he soared into the air, chopping down with his forehand like thunder!

"boom!"

The ping-pong ball hit Lin Hui's table.

Everyone thought that the other player was going to win, but at the critical moment, Lin Hui suddenly leaned forward like a cheetah, and the racket slashed out at an incredible angle.

The ping-pong ball paused on the racket, and then there was a light "click" sound. The small white ball trembled slightly on the net, and the audience held their breath at the same time.

The audience was instantly excited, and some people threw cheering sticks into the air. The commentator was so excited that his voice broke: "Incredible! Lin Hui made the most exciting save of this tournament in a desperate situation!"

After that, the air in the stadium seemed to freeze, leaving only the crisp sound of the ping-pong ball hitting the table.

Bang! The opponent's player served a sharp side spin, and the ball shot straight to Lin Hui's backhand like a sharp arrow.

Lin Hui moved quickly, slightly tilted his body, flicked his wrist, and quickly ripped the ball with his backhand! The ball flew towards the opponent's table at an extremely fast speed.

The opponent was well prepared, he took a step forward and charged with his forehand!

The ball hit the corner of Lin Hui's table like a cannonball, bouncing up with a strong topspin.

Lin Hui's eyes flashed, he took a half step back, and his body gathered strength like a spring. At the moment the ball bounced to the highest point, he made a forehand slam dunk!

The ball turned into a beam of white light and headed straight for the opponent's baseline.

In the audience, some people clenched their fists, while others held their breath, fearing that they would miss the moment that would decide victory or defeat.

The opponent's body was as fast as lightning, and he pulled back with all his strength at the extreme distance! The ball drew a big arc and flew back along the sideline.

“Borderline?!”* the audience exclaimed.

Lin Hui didn't hesitate at all. He pounced out like a cheetah, with the racket almost touching the ground. At the moment when the ball was about to hit the ground, he made a magical slice!

The ball brushed the net and bounced lightly on the opponent's table.

He hit the ping-pong ball directly onto Lin Hui's table. At this moment, Lin Hui was waiting for him at a distance from the ping-pong ball, but it was too late!

12 to 11, the opponent won at the critical moment!

The whole place was boiling! Deafening cheers broke out from the audience, some people waved flags, and some jumped up excitedly.

The second game is over.

Lin Hui walked back to the rest area, covered his head with a towel, and replayed every detail of what had just happened in his mind.

He could feel that the other player was in hot form today, but he was more aware of where his own problem lay: he was too eager for success.

"Don't be impatient, play at your own pace." The coach handed over the water bottle and whispered, "His backhand is still a weakness, mobilize him more."

Lin Hui nodded and glanced at the other player unconsciously.

The other player was drinking water with his head tilted back, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, sweat running down his neck, soaking his red team uniform.

As if sensing Lin Hui's gaze, the other player suddenly turned his head, and their eyes collided in the air.

The fighting spirit burning in those eyes shocked Lin Hui's heart.

This is not an ordinary game, this is a battle of dignity.

At the beginning of the third game, Lin Hui adjusted his strategy.

He no longer pursued winning with one strike, but patiently dealt with the opponent and used changes in landing points to mobilize his opponent.

The moment the referee blew the whistle, the game began, and the ball was scored by the opposing player!

When the opposing player served the ball, he first glanced at Lin Hui, and then threw the ping-pong ball high up!

When the ping-pong ball drew a beautiful arc in the air, Lin Hui's eyes were fixed on the spinning ball.

He leaned forward slightly, his feet shoulder-width apart, knees bent, ready to move at any time.

After the ball landed on the opponent's table, it bounced rapidly and flew towards Lin Hui's backhand with a strong side spin.

Lin Hui instantly determined the direction of the ball's rotation and landing point. He quickly turned sideways and used his right hand to hold the racket to meet the incoming ball.

At the moment when the racket touched the ball, Lin Hui flicked his wrist lightly, neutralizing the spin of the incoming ball and adding his own counter-spin. The ball passed the net and landed near the net on the opponent's table, creating a tricky angle.

The opposing player obviously did not expect Lin Hui to handle the serve so skillfully, and when he hurried forward to save the ball, he had already lost the best hitting position.

He managed to lift the ball, but his return was high and slow.

Lin Hui seized the opportunity, took a step forward, raised his right hand high, and then exerted force suddenly, making a beautiful smash!

The ping-pong ball hit the opponent's table like lightning, and then bounced out of bounds quickly.

“1:0!” the referee announced loudly.

Warm applause broke out from the sidelines. Lin Hui clenched his fists, and a glimmer of confidence flashed in his eyes. He knew that the game had just begun, but he had already taken the initiative.

The opposing player wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up the ping-pong ball again, and prepared to serve the second ball.

Lin Hui returned to the serving position, concentrating on observing every subtle movement of his opponent, waiting for the next ball to come.

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Lin Hui stood on the left side of the table, with his left palm facing up, and the ping-pong ball lying quietly in the center of the pale palm lines.

He suddenly tightened his five fingers, and the ping-pong ball made a slight "crunching" sound when it was wrapped.

The noise from the audience receded like the tide, and the whole world shrank into this small 2.7-gram celluloid ball.

He bent forward, and the rubber soles of his sneakers rubbed against the floor rubber, making a sharp "squeaking" sound.

His right arm hangs naturally, with the racket pointing to the ground at a relaxed 30-degree angle, and the red rubber glowing like honey under the overhead light.

The left arm suddenly rose mechanically like a puppet, and the ping-pong ball was thrown vertically into the air about 25 centimeters above the forehead. This height had been calibrated after thousands of practices, allowing the ball to achieve the optimal rotational acceleration when falling.

When the ball reached its highest point, Lin Hui's right shoulder blade compressed like a spring, and the muscles of his upper arm stretched out clear lines.

The racket drew a silver lightning from behind, and at the moment when the ping-pong ball fell to the same height as the net, the racket face brushed past the lower middle part of the ball at a 75-degree angle.

There is a subtle "wrist flick" in the wrist, like the vibration of a pianist's fingers when playing a tremolo.

"laugh--"

The ping-pong ball spun in a parabola and almost touched the white net when passing through the net.

The moment it landed on the opponent's table, the ball sank strangely as if it was grabbed by an invisible hand, and bounced up with a strong side turn. This is a "hook serve" that perfectly combines backspin and right side spin, and the ball rotates at more than 120 revolutions per minute.

There was a dull "pop" sound when the opponent's racket came into contact with the ball, and the returned ball was obviously too high.

Lin Hui had already predicted the situation and retreated half a step to create space for attack.

His legs were like a bowstring filled with force, and he suddenly released it when the ping-pong ball bounced to the highest point. His forehand loop shot pierced through the opponent's defense with a whistling sound, and a crisp echo exploded on the blue backstop.

The opponent obviously did not expect Lin Hui to be able to receive such a tricky serve. When he hurriedly returned the ball, the force was a little too strong, and the ping-pong ball flew high.

Lin Hui seized the opportunity, stepped back half a step, and stretched out his right arm like a full bow.

"boom!"

With a powerful forehand smash, the ping-pong ball hit the opponent's table like a cannonball and flew far away.

“2:0!” The referee’s voice echoed in the stadium.

The audience burst into warm applause.

Lin Hui wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and caught a glimpse of the opposing player staring at the rubber of the racket, his fingers unconsciously stroking the handle.

This is a good sign, the opponent is starting to waver.

But then the situation suddenly changed.

The opposing player seemed like a different person, and his playing rhythm became erratic.

Sometimes the long ball goes straight to the baseline, and sometimes the short ball lightly touches the net.

Then, at the moment the ping-pong ball touched the racket, Lin Hui suddenly pressed his wrist down three degrees.

This adjustment, so subtle that even a high-speed camera might have missed it, caused the sphere's rotation speed to increase suddenly.

The ping-pong ball flew across the net in a trajectory that defied common sense, and it actually drifted sideways the moment it bounced off the opponent's table - as if it had been suddenly flicked by an invisible hand.

The opponent's racket flew through the air, and the ping-pong ball mysteriously slipped away ten centimeters to the right of his racket head.

2:1

"Don't be anxious, observe his wrist movements." Lin Hui remembered the coach's instructions before the game and took a deep breath to adjust his breathing.

When the opponent threw the ball again, he noticed that his opponent's index finger had a slight pressing motion on the back of the racket, which was a signal for a sideways backspin!

Lin Hui moved his center of gravity in advance and decisively chopped the ball as it bounced. The ping-pong ball went straight to the opponent's baseline with a strong rotation.

The opponent barely returned the ball, but it gave Lin Hui an excellent attacking opportunity.

Lin Hui seized this fleeting opportunity and rushed forward like a cheetah!

He pulled his right arm back, pressed the racket down slightly, and swung the racket suddenly at the moment the ping-pong ball bounced to the highest point.

"Snapped!"

A fierce forehand forward loop ball whizzed out!

The ping-pong ball drew a white line in the air, with strong topspin and extremely fast speed, hitting the opponent's table like a cannonball.

The opponent retreated hastily and barely blocked the ball with his backhand, but his return ball was high and slow, like a gift to Lin Hui.

How could Lin Hui miss such an opportunity? He quickly adjusted his steps, completely pressing his body weight onto his right leg, and swung his right arm out like a whip.

"boom!"

A powerful smash!

The ping-pong ball hit the opponent's table like lightning, then flew directly out of bounds, hitting the baffle heavily, making a dull "bang" sound!

3:1

The referee's voice resounded throughout the stadium, and the audience instantly erupted into deafening cheers!

After a short break, Lin Hui walked to the bench on the sidelines with a towel covering his head.

Through the gap in the fabric, he saw his opponent talking in a low voice with his coach, glancing in his direction from time to time.

Sweat slid down his back, and his jersey stuck to his back, making him feel cold. He drank half a bottle of sports drink and suddenly noticed that his opponent had changed his serving position.

"It's time to change the tactics." Lin Hui narrowed his eyes vigilantly.

Sure enough, after the game resumed, the opposing player stood on the right side of the table and threw the ball high up, higher than any previous time.

At the moment the ping-pong ball fell, the opponent's wrist turned inward at a strange angle, and the racket brushed the bottom of the ball.

The ping-pong ball flew over the net with a strange spin.

Lin Hui instinctively took a step forward, but felt an unusual vibration from the racket the moment he touched the ball. This was not an ordinary side spin!

Lin Hui stared at the ping-pong ball spinning on the ground with a frown on his face.

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