The big devil in table tennis

Chapter 1314 Ready to make a move
Less than five minutes into the first game, the atmosphere on the field was already suffocatingly tense.

Jianhua showed amazing explosive power right from the start, with four consecutive fierce smashes flying across the table like lightning, leaving his opponent no time to react.

The three-point gap may seem small, but it is like a heavy hammer hitting the opponent's psychological defense.

I saw him clenching the racket so hard that his knuckles turned bluish white and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Those originally calm eyes were now slightly red, staring at Jianhua across the table like an enraged beast.

As soon as the referee blew the whistle to continue the game, he immediately arched his back, his whole body like a fully drawn bow, with the racket across his chest trembling slightly, as if ready to launch at any time.

The ping-pong ball drew a silver arc under the light. His eyes moved rapidly along the trajectory of the ball, and his knees remained bent at an angle ready to explode at any time.

When Jianhua made a fake move and created an opening, his pupils suddenly contracted and the friction between the soles of his shoes and the rubber floor made a harsh "squeaking" sound.

The air in the entire venue seemed to freeze, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the next round of fierce competition.

Jianhua keenly captured the moment when his opponent's center of gravity shifted, and his wrist suddenly shook, causing the racket to cut towards the ping-pong ball at a strange angle.

The little white ball spun in a dazzling arc the moment it touched the racket, brushing the net and flying towards the most tricky corner of the opponent's table.

The opponent player suddenly woke up from the desperate situation of falling behind and caught up the score to 4:2.

The noise in the audience grew louder as the score got closer; some people waved flags, others clenched their fists and cheered softly.

At this moment, the opposing player stood on the serving line. He bent slightly, held the ping-pong ball in his left hand and gently turned it, his eyes scanning the court like an eagle.

Sweat dripped down his forehead, but his eyes were extremely sharp, as he smelled an opportunity for a reversal.

"boom!"

A powerful serve hit the sideline like a cannonball, with the speed of the ball approaching 200 kilometers per hour.

Jianhua reacted extremely quickly, stepped sideways, and blocked the ball with a backhand at the critical moment.

The opponent was well prepared and quickly went to the net to put pressure, with a clean volley hitting the ball into the empty space in the diagonal.

Jianhua predicted accurately, stretched his body fully with one step, and cut the ball back with a backhand to the deep of the opponent's court.

The opponent immediately went to the net to press, and a beautiful volley hit the ball into space.

Jianhua showed amazing speed, and when he flew to save the ball, he made a wonderful diagonal shot. The ping-pong ball floated over the net like a feather, and the opponent's sprinting steps suddenly stopped.

"boom!"

A crisp bang exploded in the gymnasium, and the white ball streaked through the air like lightning. In the surprised eyes of the opposing player, it hit the corner of the table on Jianhua's side, and then bounced out of the court at a tricky angle.

"nice shot!"

There was a burst of applause from the audience.

The scoreboard turned over and the score became 4:3.

The other player pumped his fist excitedly, a big smile on his face.

This wonderful winning point came at the right time, turning the originally stalemate situation around.

"Nice counter-pull!" the coach on the sidelines couldn't help but exclaim.

The other player wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes gleaming with confidence.

This crucial score not only saved a game, but also boosted his morale.

He tapped the racket gently, feeling the elasticity of the rubber, as if new energy was injected into his whole body.

Jianhua took a deep breath. He could clearly feel that his opponent's condition was heating up. Every movement became more decisive and his eyes became sharper.

This reversal goal was like a shot in the arm, allowing the opponent to completely let go.

"The game has just begun." Jianhua muttered to himself and threw the ball to the opponent.

He clearly saw that the corner of his opponent's mouth slightly raised after receiving the ball, that was a confident smile of finding the rhythm of the game. The next attack was destined to be more intense.

Jianhua calmed himself down, gripped the racket tightly, and kept his eyes fixed on the opponent's every move.

He knew very well that he had to keep calm at this moment, otherwise he would be completely overwhelmed by his opponent's momentum.

The opponent player tossed the ball, swung the racket, and served a sharp sidespin serve straight to Jianhua's backhand.

Jianhua was prepared. He quickly turned sideways, flicked his wrist, and hit the ball steadily back to the opponent's table.

"Snapped!"

The ball was going extremely fast and the opponent's reaction was not slow either. He took a step forward and rushed backhand, and the ball hit Jianhua's baseline like a cannonball.

Jianhua took a half step back, drew an arc with his forehand, and the ball flew towards the opponent's corner with a strong topspin.

"Good shot!" The spectators on the sidelines couldn't help but exclaim.

The opponent player was not willing to be outdone. He adjusted his position with a cross step, and quickly shot the ball with his backhand. The ball went straight into Jianhua's chasing position like a sharp arrow.

Jianhua's body swayed slightly, and he barely blocked the ball with his backhand, but the quality of his return was not high, giving the opponent a chance to attack.

There was a gleam of light in the opponent's eyes, and he attacked sideways without hesitation, with a powerful forehand burst, and the ball hit Jianhua's table like a meteor.

Jianhua gritted his teeth and tried hard to save the ball, but the ball was too fast and his return ball hit the net and bounced high.

"Bang!" The opposing player seized the opportunity and made a clean smash. The ball hit the table heavily and then flew out of bounds.

4: 4!

The score was tied and the atmosphere on the scene instantly became boiling.

The opponent clenched his fists and growled, obviously he was in full swing.

Jianhua took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing, his eyes remained firm.

The air in the venue seemed to freeze, leaving only the crisp sound of the ping-pong ball bouncing on the table.

The opposing player bent down to pick up the falling ball, turned it twice in his palm, and suddenly smiled meaningfully.

I saw the opposing player throw the ball high up, and at the moment the ball fell, his wrist suddenly shook at an extremely hidden angle.

The moment the racket touched the ball, there was a slight "hiss" sound. This was a rare reverse spin serve!
Seeing this, Jianhua immediately lowered his stance, shook his wrist slightly, and hit the ball back steadily.

However, as soon as the ball touched the opponent's table, it bounced strangely in the opposite direction, as if it was pulled by an invisible force.

There was an exclamation from the audience.

The other player seemed to have expected this, and a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

He quickly turned sideways, and his racket cut down like a knife, and a sharp loop ball went straight into Jianhua's backhand corner.

Jianhua's pupils shrank slightly, but his steps did not fluctuate at all.

He slid with his body almost touching the ground, and at the critical moment, he made a backhand twist, and the ball drew a tricky arc like a meteor and flew past the ball.

The opponent player obviously didn't expect this move and returned the ball too high in a hurry.

Jianhua seized the opportunity, jumped up, gathered all his strength in his arms, and made a slam dunk.

"boom!"

The ball hit the opponent's table like a cannonball, splashing up a cloud of fine white dust.

The audience was silent for a second, and then broke into thunderous applause.

"5:4!" the referee announced loudly. There was a burst of exclamations from the sidelines.

Jianhua's serve completely disrupted the opponent's rhythm.

He took advantage of the victory and frequently changed the rotation and landing point of the next few balls, making his opponent run around in a panic.

Jianhua's eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and every swing of his racket is accompanied by a fierce attack.

Beads of sweat were already oozing out of the opponent's forehead, and his steps were becoming unsteady.

Jianhua took a deep breath and gently stroked the rubber of the racket with his fingertips.

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes locked on his opponent's position, and there seemed to be a flaw in the opponent's backhand.

"Snap!" A quick side-spin serve went straight to the opponent's backhand corner. The opponent hurriedly returned the ball and the ball bounced high.

Jianhua took a step forward without hesitation and swung his arm like a whip.

"Bang!" With a violent slam dunk, the ping-pong ball hit the opponent's table like a meteor.

There was a hint of anxiety in the opponent's eyes.

But it still can't change his determination to play.

He immediately became cautious and hit the ping-pong ball in his hand directly with a bang.

And make a loud sound.

Jianhua's eyes were sharp, he adjusted his steps quickly, and leaned forward slightly.

He looked at the trajectory of the ball, shook his wrist lightly, and the racket drew a beautiful arc.

"Bang!" The ping-pong ball, with a strong spin, brushed past the net and fell rapidly onto the opponent's table.

The opponent gritted his teeth and growled, then rushed forward and tried to pull it with his backhand.

However, the ball's rotation was beyond his expectations. As soon as the racket touched the ball, it "whooshed" and almost flew out of bounds.

Jianhua clenched his fists, and a gleam of confidence flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and hunched his body, like a cheetah ready to pounce.

The opponent wiped the sweat from his forehead and his eyes became sharper.

The ping-pong ball he hit was like an arrow shot from a bow, heading straight for Jianhua's backhand blind spot!
Jianhua's eyes focused, and his steps were as nimble as a butterfly flying through flowers.

At the moment when the ping-pong ball was about to touch the table, he suddenly turned sideways and the racket drew a silver arc, which turned out to be a rare high-hanging loop ball!

The ball drew an exaggerated parabola in the air, and as the opponent hurriedly retreated, his leather sneakers made a harsh sound on the rubber floor.

There were exclamations one after another from the audience. Someone knocked over a bottle of mineral water, and the clear water droplets reflected colorful spots in the sunlight.

The opponent tenses his masseter muscles and violently smashes the ball at the moment it reaches the lowest point.

The ping-pong ball turned into a streak of white light, but strangely brushed against the net when passing through it. The spinning little ball seemed to be cast under a spell, lightly bouncing on the table on Jianhua's side, and then playfully bounced back.

It's a tennis ball!

However, the opponent player reacted immediately and hit the ball again.

He had already predicted it and started ahead of time, inserting the racket between the table and the white ball at a nearly vertical angle.

In the split second before the ball fell, his wrist flicked lightly.

The ping-pong ball floated over the net like a feather with a strong backspin.

Jianhua also responded quickly.

The ping-pong ball flew back and forth on the table, making crisp and rapid "bang bang" sounds, like an intense symphony.

The opponent's eyes were fierce, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and every swing of his racket was accompanied by a fierce attack, trying to reverse the situation.

He suddenly twisted and pulled the ball with his backhand, and the ball drew a sharp arc and went straight to Jianhua's backhand blind spot.

Jianhua quickly turned sideways, flicked his wrist, and hit a counter-attack at an extremely fast speed. The ball passed the net like lightning, but the opponent was prepared. He took a step forward and rushed forward with his forehand!

"Bang!" The ball hit the table heavily, and the sound of the wind was almost heard when it bounced back.

The audience on the sidelines held their breath and followed the white afterimage closely.

Jianhua's eyes focused, and he lowered his body like a cheetah. At the critical moment, he made a backhand slice, and the ball floated towards the opponent's table with a strong backward spin.

Seeing this, the opponent player immediately adjusted his pace and tried to attack, but the ball sank strangely at the moment of touching the racket. He barely lifted the ball, but gave Jianhua a great opportunity.

"Bang!" With a powerful smash, the ball hit the opponent's corner of the table like a cannonball.

But the opponent gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his eyes became sharper. He would never give up easily.

And wait for the moment when the ping-pong ball falls and then hit it directly.

The ball passed through the net like a meteor, with a low whistling sound, and went straight to Jianhua's forehand corner.

Jianhua moved quickly and slid sideways, and the racket met the ball at the last moment.

"Swish!" With a wonderful quick dribble, the ball took advantage of the opponent's force and drew a strange diagonal line, heading straight for the opponent's backhand blind spot.

The opponent's pupils shrank, and his body retreated violently like a spring, his arms almost stretched into a full bow, and he swung hard at the extreme position!
"Snap!" The ball returned at a faster speed and struck the table like a silver lightning.

Jianhua did not retreat but advanced, and hit a violent arc loop towards the incoming ball. The ball had a strong topspin and drew an exaggerated crescent trajectory in the air.

The audience burst into exclamations.

The opponent player started ahead of time as if he had predicted it, the moment the ball just bounced.

"Boom!" The table shook. An unreasonable overlord twist directly broke through the defense line. The ping-pong ball exploded on the rubber surface with a sharp sonic boom, and turned into a blurry white shadow that was nailed to the baffle behind Jianhua.

Jianhua only felt a buzzing in his ears, the ball was deeply embedded in the baffle, and rubber particles splashed everywhere.

He slowly stood up, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the rubber of the racket, where the burning friction from the previous loop still remained.

The noise from the audience receded like a tide, and the only things left in the world were his opponent's slightly rising and falling shoulders across the table and his hawk-like eyes fixed on him.

Sweat slid down my brows into my eye sockets, stinging me painfully.

Jianhua continued to hit the ball.

The ball drew a sharp white light on the table, like a sword drawn from its sheath.

The opponent made a violent backhand attack, but Jianhua had already anticipated it. He moved half a step sideways like a ghost, and his racket tore an arc in the air.

The moment the rubber touched the ball, his wrist shook subtly.

The ball hardly turned when it passed the net, but it strangely turned in a big diagonal line after touching the table.

The opponent's pupils suddenly contracted and his body pounced in the opposite direction.

In the silence, there was a soft "thump" sound, like a dewdrop falling into moss.

Jianhua took a half step back and tilted the racket at a subtle angle. He could see the trajectory of the rotation clearly, but at this moment he heard the slight sound of his rubber cracking.

He kicked the ground suddenly, and his whole body shot out like a fully drawn bowstring.

The racket rubbed against the bottom of the ball, the rubber particles splashed due to the high-speed friction, and the handle of the racket vibrated violently in the palm of the hand.

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