The big devil in table tennis

Chapter 1307 The game continues

The opponent stumbled to the forehand position of the table, and the racket almost touched the edge of the ball at the critical moment. The white ball drew a hasty arc, with irregular rotation, and just passed the net.

Lin Hui's eyes sparkled, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of confidence. He moved like lightning, and rushed to the front of the stage in one step. The friction between his shoes and the rubber floor made a harsh "squeaking" sound. The racket in his right hand was like an arm, and it drew a silver afterimage under the light.

"Snapped!"

With a clean forehand quick attack, the white ball shot like an arrow from a bow and hit the opponent's table accurately near the sideline, making a crisp impact sound.

The opponent was caught off guard, and he barely took a step sideways in a hurry, swinging his racket randomly. Unexpectedly, this random return actually hit the ball, and the ball went through the net with a strange spin.

Lin Hui's pupils suddenly shrank, and he hurriedly stepped back to save the ball, but he saw the ball lightly rubbed against the net, strangely changed its trajectory, and finally fell weakly on the table on his side.

“6:5!” the referee announced loudly.

The audience burst into unexpected exclamations, and some people even couldn't help laughing out loud.

The other player was stunned for a second, while Lin Hui shook his head helplessly with a wry smile on his face.

This dramatic score added a bit of humor to the originally tense confrontation.

Lin Hui took a deep breath, adjusted his grip, and his eyes became focused again. He leaned forward slightly, with his knees slightly bent, like a cheetah ready to pounce, staring closely at his opponent's every move.

The opponent served the ball with a tricky side spin. The ball was not fast, but the rotation was very strong and landed directly on Lin Hui's backhand.

Lin Hui had anticipated this. He flicked his wrist and flicked the racket lightly, returning the ball in a beautiful arc, heading straight for the opponent's corner of the table.

The opponent obviously didn't expect that Lin Hui could resolve the ball so easily, and could only barely block it in a hurry.

The ball bounced high, the opportunity came!

A cold light flashed in Lin Hui's eyes, his body moved like lightning, he jumped up in an instant, and swung his right arm like a whip.

"boom!"

With a powerful smash, the ball hit the opponent's table like a cannonball.

Snapped!

The opponent's counter-spinning ball hit the net and split into two phantoms the moment it bounced off the table. This is a newly developed serve!

Lin Hui's pupils suddenly shrank, but his body instinctively rushed sideways.

The moment the racket touched the ball, a strange vibration came from the base of the thumb, as if tearing away at the muscle memory.

"呲-"

The friction between the rubber and the ball made a sharp sound, and the returned ball cut through the air like a scalpel.

As the opposing player staggered back, his left shoulder knocked over an ice bucket on the sidelines, and the broken ice reflected colorful spots under the spotlight.

He saw that his opponent was showing signs of being exhausted.

Then the attack began.

"Snapped!"

This time it was a textbook long ball. The moment the ball broke through 120km/h, Lin Hui had predicted the landing point. But the right leg muscle suddenly sent a needle-like warning. The old injury of last year's torn ligament began to wake up in the 85% humidity stadium.

With a roar, he flew out sideways.

The racket intercepted the white ball 0.3 seconds before it hit the ground, and the return ball drew a curved line that violated common sense of physics. This "slice" was an improvisation that risked his career.

The ball swung around the net like a silver snake, making a harsh metallic sound as it rubbed against the corner of the table.

The opponent's pupils contracted violently. The ball, which should have gone out of bounds, was pulled back onto the table by the Magnus effect caused by the friction of the rubber particles in the last 0.1 seconds.

That slice produced a super rotation of 152 revolutions per second at the moment of contact, which was the first breakthrough in the history of human table tennis.

The opponent's racket left an afterimage in the air, but only a ray of silver light was captured.

The ball exploded like a living thing the moment it touched the table, bounced twice in an irrational trajectory, and actually rushed towards his throat along the net line.

"This is not a slice," the commentator's voice was cut off by the buzzer.

Lin Hui's fingertips felt slightly numb, and the chip shot that had broken his limit was still buzzing in his blood vessels.

The LCD screen behind the referee's desk was playing a slow-motion replay at 152 rpm in a loop. The blue static sparks produced by the friction between the rubber particles and the ball were clearly visible in the slow motion.

The opponent suddenly changed his grip on the racket, and his thumb joint left a bluish-white indentation on the handle.

The serve came with an unnatural tremor, and the ball drew a jagged trajectory in the air. It was the "hummingbird flapping wings" serve that has recently caused controversy in international competitions, using high-frequency vibrations of the racket face to create supersonic vortices.

Lin Hui's retina captured the irregular vibrations on the surface of the sphere, like a puppet controlled by invisible strings.

As he stepped back, his sneakers made a sharp hissing sound on the plastic court, and his backhand swing suddenly changed from a cut to a lob.

The moment the racket hit the sweet spot, the entire stadium suddenly fell into an eerie silence. All the spectators saw that the ball hovered strangely three centimeters above the net for 0.7 seconds, which was enough time for the timer to complete three flashes, and then suddenly split into two afterimages.

The scoreboard automatically turns pages amid electronic noise, 7:5

The opponent player was very excited as he surpassed Lin Hui by two goals.

Later, when the serve was released with a hurricane-speed rotation, the surface of the racket suddenly emitted a mercury-like metallic luster, and the nano-coated racket surface accelerated the rotation of the ball to a terrifying degree at the moment of receiving the ball.

The ping-pong ball keeps changing as it goes back and forth, sometimes flat like a blade, sometimes expanding like a bubble.

Lin Hui's pupils contracted slightly, and the racket in his hand emitted a subtle electric buzzing sound.

Every time the opponent's nano-coated racket touched the ball, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a high-frequency buzzing sound.

The ping-pong ball shuttled back and forth between the two people, and its trajectory was no longer a simple arc, but more like folds of space and time distorted by some unknown force.

The opponent was leading by two points and I was really worried about winning this game.

The air in the audience froze and everyone held their breath, as if even their heartbeats were suppressed by some invisible force field.

Lin Hui's opponent grinned, revealing an almost mechanical smile, and his eyeballs reflected an unusual luster under the light, like the lens of some precision instrument.

The moment the ball was thrown up, Lin Hui's retina captured something strange. Fine lines appeared on the surface of the sphere, as if some kind of data stream was refreshing at high speed.

The opponent swung his racket, and the ball turned into a silver-white stream of light, leaving a brief trace of light in the air, as if the space was briefly cut open.

Lin Hui did not back down. His racket moved forward, and the moment the sweet spot touched the ball.

"boom!"

It was not an ordinary impact sound, but the muffled sound of some kind of energy release.

The sphere suddenly expanded in midair, exploding like a miniature supernova. The blinding white light made everyone close their eyes subconsciously. When the light faded, the ball was actually suspended above the table, motionless, with a liquid metal-like sheen flowing on its surface.

Then the opponent's smile froze. Lin Hui slowly raised the racket, and the ball seemed to be pulled by some kind of gravity and slowly fell back to the table.

Lin Hui's opponent's hand holding the racket trembled slightly, and his nano-coating began to peel off, revealing the dark red biological circuit underneath.

Lin Hui took a deep breath, and the racket felt slightly hot in his hand.

The temperature of the racket continued to rise, but Lin Hui's palm did not feel the slightest burning sensation.

He adjusted his grip slightly, allowing the heat to spread along his arms and throughout his body.

The noise in the audience seemed to be isolated in another world. The only thing in his field of vision was the figure standing across the table and the nano-coating on the opponent's racket that was constantly peeling off.

Lin Hui is in the lead, the electronic referee's voice announced calmly.

The opponent looked down at his racket.

He raised his head and an unnatural smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The opponent suddenly became mechanical and cold, completely different from before.

Lin Hui just threw the ball high up.

At the moment of serving, an almost invisible blue light appeared on the edge of his racket.

The ping-pong ball drew an arc in the air that violated the laws of physics, and suddenly fell after passing over the net, as if it was hit hard by an invisible hand.

The pupil then contracts to the size of a pinpoint.

His body moved at a speed beyond human limits, biological circuits flickered under his skin, and his entire right arm suddenly expanded, causing fine cracks on the sleeve of his sportswear.

The moment the racket touched the ball, the lights in the entire gymnasium dimmed for a moment.

"boom!"

The ball bounced back at three times its normal speed, leaving a tiny dent in the surface.

Lin Hui turned sideways as expected, and the racket drew a semicircle in front of his chest.

An incredible scene happened. The high-speed spinning ball suddenly stopped and hovered a few centimeters above the racket face, as if time had been paused.

There were exclamations one after another from the audience.

The ping-pong ball drew a sharp white light on the table, and Lin Hui's racket rubbed against the rubber, making a harsh "sizzling" sound. The opponent, Wang Meng, stepped back half a step, with a flash of surprise in his eyes - the rotation intensity of this ball was far beyond his expectations.

"The referee's voice was drowned out by the sudden roar from the audience.

Lin Hui wiped the sweat from his chin with a wrist guard and found that Wang Meng was tearing off the muscle patch on his left wrist. There was an old scar on the exposed skin.

The second ball was served hard and low, and the opponent's racket almost touched the table when he sliced ​​the ball backhand.

The ping-pong ball paused dangerously on the net for half a second, and finally fell to Lin Hui's right with an irregular rotation. Lin Hui suddenly remembered what the coach said during the provincial team training: "Be careful when you encounter a net ball, this kind of ball will..."

"boom!"

The sudden explosion made the entire stadium quiet in an instant.

The ping-pong ball exploded into three pieces the moment it touched Lin Hui's racket. One of the fragments flew past his ear and left a noticeable dent on the plastic chair in the stands.

The other player raised his hands to look innocent, but Lin Hui clearly saw the curve at the corner of his mouth that he didn't have time to close.

The ping-pong ball drew sharp arcs on the table, and the banging sounds were like rapid drum beats, pushing the atmosphere of the stadium to a fever pitch.

Beads of sweat appeared on Lin Hui's forehead, but his eyes became sharper as he stared at every subtle movement of his opponent.

The opponent made a fierce smash and the ball hit Lin Hui's backhand like a cannonball.

Lin Hui moved sideways quickly, and with a clever chop of the racket at the last moment, the ping-pong ball flew over the net with a strong downward spin.

The opponent obviously didn't expect this, and he used a little more force when returning the ball in a hurry, causing the ball to bounce high. Lin Hui seized the opportunity, took a step forward, poured all his strength into his right arm, and slammed the ball hard!

"Bang!" The ping-pong ball hit the opponent's corner of the table like a meteor, and then bounced out of the court at a rapid speed.

The audience erupted in deafening cheers and the scoreboard flipped again.

Lin Hui clenched his fists and growled. He could feel the balance of victory subtly tilting.

The opponent player wiped his sweat, with a trace of panic in his eyes. The match point that he thought was a sure win suddenly became confusing.

As the referee signaled to continue the game, the ping-pong ball was thrown high into the air again.

The lights on the top of the stadium cast changing spots of light on the rotating sphere, as if keeping the rhythm for this thrilling contest.

The moment the racket and the ball collided, there was a crisp "snap."

The opponent obviously adjusted his strategy. This ball had a strong side spin, drew a strange arc, and went straight to Lin Hui's forehand corner.

Lin Hui's pupils shrank, and his body instinctively stepped sideways, and the racket met the ball at the critical moment. However, the rotation was too strong, and the ball bounced high after hitting the racket, and it was about to go out of bounds.

There was an exclamation from the audience.

But just as the ball was about to hit the ground, a gust of wind suddenly swept across the court, and the ball strangely changed its trajectory and lightly brushed the edge of the table!

"Borderline!" the referee announced loudly.

The opponent was stunned, and Lin Hui was also stunned for a moment, but then, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. This was luck, but also an opportunity. He took a deep breath, and his eyes became sharp again.

The ping-pong ball left a trail of shadow in the stagnant air.

The opponent's breathing became noticeably heavier, and his fingertips unconsciously rubbed the handle of the racket. This close shot that should have ended the game instead subtly shook the balance of victory.

Lin Hui bent over and stared at the opponent's serve. Sweat beads slid down his brow, hovered on his eyelashes for a second, and finally hit the edge of the orange-yellow table, splashing a small splash of water.

"Pah!" A short ball near the net suddenly hit, and the sound of the ball hitting the table was so light that it was almost inaudible. Lin Hui's muscle memory was faster than his thinking. He rushed forward and flicked his wrist deftly, and the ping-pong ball drew a rainbow-like arc. The opponent obviously didn't expect him to save the ball, and his shoes made a harsh friction sound on the floor when he retreated hastily.

The audience seemed to be paused.

Some people stood up, some rubbed their eyes, and more raised their mobile phones to take pictures frantically.

Lin Hui shook his wrist slightly, and the stationary ball suddenly accelerated and shot towards the opponent's table like a bullet.

The opponent swung his racket to hit the ball, but froze at the moment of contact. The ball passed through his racket as if through a hologram, then re-materialized behind the racket face and gently landed on the table.

Even so, it could not affect the competition between Lin Hui and the opposing players, especially when they saw that the table tennis team was lagging behind, the opposing players would radiate positive energy all over their bodies.

The ping-pong balls continued to make loud banging sounds on the table.

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