The big devil in table tennis

Even so, the opposing player still understood his situation at this moment and he had to win this round. If he didn't win this round, he would be in a disadvantageous position. Then he didn't know where he got the courage from, and he hit the ping-pong ball directly onto Jianhua's table with a bang.

The opponent burst out with an amazing killing shot in desperation!
This board hit Jianhua's backhand corner with a desperate momentum!

But Jianhua had predicted it.

A quick pull back after turning sideways to make way!
The ball landed precisely on the opponent's baseline, and passed through the net like a bullet!
The opponent stumbled back and barely managed to save himself, but Jianhua had already soared into the air and hit the opponent onto the table.

The opponent player withstood Jianhua's crazy counterattack and hit the ball 11:10
He managed to score a point on the edge of the cliff, but the situation was still dangerous. He had to win this point to tie the score, otherwise Jianhua would have two game points and completely control the rhythm of the game.

Then he stood on the left side of the table, his fingers tightly gripping the ping-pong ball, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Sweat dripped down his temples, but his eyes were unusually sharp, like the last moment before a cheetah locks onto its prey.

"Hu——" He took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing.

Silence
He flicked his wrist and threw the ball into the air, at the highest point.

"Short ball with counter-spin!" The commentator suddenly raised his voice.

The ping-pong ball had a strong side spin, lightly hit the net, then fell rapidly, landing precisely in Jianhua's forehand small triangle area!
"What a tricky serve!" There was a low cheer from the audience.

Jianhua frowned, stepped forward quickly, and lightly lifted the racket with his right hand.

The ball was barely lifted up, but the return ball was a little high and the arc was a little passive!
The opponent's eyes flashed coldly, and he instantly turned sideways, pouring all his strength into his right arm, "Bang!"

The ping-pong ball tore through the air like a bullet and hit Jianhua's forehand corner!

Jianhua reacted very quickly, taking a leap to save the ball, but the ball was too fast and his return barely touched the table.

The opponent responded immediately!

“I won!!” The opposing player roared to the sky, clenched his fist and swung it hard, as if he wanted to release all his pent-up emotions.

The audience was instantly boiling with applause and cheers pouring in like a tide.

"Incredible! The opponent scored two points in a row in desperation and tied the score!" The commentator was so excited that he almost broke his voice.

Jianhua stood there, breathing slightly, his eyes still calm, but the fingers holding the racket tightened slightly for a moment.

At this moment, Jianhua's coach quickly gestured, indicating that the tactics should be adjusted; while the opponent's coach clapped his hands vigorously and shouted, "Hold it! Just play like this!"

Next, when the opponent served, he wiped the sweat off his face expressionlessly, then stood still, his eyes fixed on Jianhua like a knife.

"Bang!" A fast backhand long ball hit Jianhua's baseline!

Jianhua was prepared. He took a step back and quickly tore the ball with his backhand. "Swish!"

The ball hit back like lightning and landed very deep. Jianhua was forced to retreat and the two sides entered a high-speed rally stage!
"Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The speed of the ball was getting faster and faster, and the audience's eyes could hardly keep up with the trajectory of the ball. They could only hear the crackling sound of the rackets hitting the ground and the harsh sound of the players' soles rubbing against the floor.

Jianhua changed the line! The opponent's player tried his best to save the ball, his body was almost parallel to the ground, and his racket barely reached the ball.

This move surprised Jianhua very much.

But Jianhua came to his senses immediately.

The ping-pong ball thumped.

Jianhua took a deep breath and locked his eyes on his opponent's movements. The racket felt slightly hot in his palm and sweat dripped down his forehead, but he didn't dare to be distracted.

The ping-pong ball drew a sharp arc on the table, and the opponent's fierce smash went straight to his backhand. Jianhua quickly moved sideways, flicked his wrist, and slashed the ball back at an extremely tricky angle.

The ball brushed the net, bounced lightly on the opponent's table, and fell almost on the edge. The opponent hurriedly hit back, but the ball bounced high - here comes the opportunity!
There was a sharp flash in Jianhua's eyes, and all the strength in his body burst out instantly, and he rushed forward with a powerful forehand!

"Snapped!"

The ping-pong ball hit the opponent's corner of the table like lightning, and then bounced away.

The opponent immediately attacked, and the contest between the two was drawing to a close.

The ball flew across the net like a meteor. The opponent flew to save the ball at the critical moment, and with a flick of the racket, he actually blocked the ball back!
Jianhua's pupils shrank, and he quickly adjusted his center of gravity, moving as fast as the wind to attack again.

The offensive and defensive rhythm of the two players became faster and faster. The ball flew back and forth on the table, almost turning into a blurred afterimage.

The audience held their breath, and only the sound of sneakers rubbing against the floor and the crisp sound of ping-pong balls hitting each other could be heard.

Suddenly, the opponent changed his tactics and hit a strange side-spin ball straight to Jianhua's forehand corner.

Jianhua reacted extremely quickly, almost leaping into the air, swinging his arms like a whip, and hitting the racket hard.

"boom!"

The ball hit the opponent's table at an astonishing speed, and after landing, it bounced violently to the outside.

The opponent tried hard to save the ball, but was almost half a beat too slow, causing the ball to hit the edge of the racket and fly out of the court.

The last ball was extremely difficult to play. No matter whether it was Jianhua or the opponent, both of them tried their best to win the final victory in this round, but no one knew who would win in the end!

All you could see was the two of them playing seriously, especially the moment when Jianhua hit the ping-pong ball onto the opponent's table. The opponent immediately waved the ping-pong racket in his hand, staring at Jianhua all the time. In short, they were now at a point where neither side would give in!

The ping-pong ball left a white afterimage on the table, shuttling back and forth between the two people like a meteor.

Jianhua felt that his T-shirt was completely soaked with sweat and stuck to his back, but he had no time to care about it.

All his attention was focused on the small ball which was only 4 centimeters in diameter.

The score in the deciding game was very close and no one could widen the final gap.

Jianhua wiped the sweat off his face with the hem of his jersey and flicked the ping-pong ball twice on the table with his left hand.

He could feel his heart beating like a drum, and his eardrums vibrated slightly with each beat.

The opponent was bending over and staring at him, his narrow eyes flashing with cheetah-like concentration. Park Ji-hoon's backhand quick tearing technique was well-known throughout the Asian table tennis world, and Jianhua had already suffered enough in the first few games.

"Hu——" Jianhua took a deep breath and threw the ball high up.

When the ball reached its highest point, Jianhua shook his wrist, pressed the racket face down slightly, and hit a short ball with strong backspin.

The ping-pong ball flew lightly over the net, bounced lightly on the opposing player's table, and almost bounced a second time.

The opponent's reaction was amazingly fast. He took a step forward and flicked the racket at an angle almost parallel to the table, and the ball flew back to Jianhua along the net.

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

Jianhua was prepared. He stepped back half a step, held the racket in his right hand and chopped down like a knife, and a powerful forehand loop ball whizzed out.

This is his best skill. The ball has a strong topspin and draws an exaggerated arc in the air.

The opponent player did not retreat but advanced, and at the moment the ball just bounced, he made a quick backhand shot.

The ping-pong ball shot like a bullet towards Jianhua's backhand corner. "Too fast!" Jianhua was shocked, but his body reacted instinctively.

He took a step forward and barely blocked the ball with his backhand.

But the ball was returned high and slow, giving the opposing player a great opportunity to attack.

The opponent's eyes gleamed, and he jumped up like a spring, delivering a thunderous forehand smash!

Jianhua only saw a white light coming straight towards him.

At the critical moment, he subconsciously turned sideways and hastily blocked the tennis ball with the racket in front of him.

"Snapped!"

The ball miraculously returned to the opponent's table, and landed very deep, heading straight for the baseline.

The opposing player obviously didn't expect the ball to come back, and when he hurriedly returned to defense, the ball had already hit the edge of the table and flew out.

At this moment, thunderous applause broke out in the arena.

Jianhua clenched his fists and growled, feeling a rush of blood rushing to his head.

These small actions were obviously an attempt to adjust the rhythm and disrupt Jianhua's momentum, and Jianhua knew it very well.

Immediately after the opponent's serve, he threw the ball up with his left hand, and the racket in his right hand had a subtle shaking movement at the moment of contact with the ball.

Jianhua judged that this was a side-spin ball, but the intensity of the spin was unpredictable.

The ping-pong ball flew towards him in a strange arc, and Jianhua carefully chose to hit the ball back safely.

As soon as the ball passed the net, the opponent pounced on him like a tiger, and a backhand quick shot went straight to Jianhua's forehand corner.

Jianhua barely pulled the ball back, but the quality was not high.

The opposing player seized the opportunity and launched a series of fast breaks.

Then a similar script was repeated like a mirror.

The atmosphere in the gymnasium was so tense that it almost froze.

No one in the audience was talking, everyone's eyes were fixed on the blue table.

Even the photographers on the sidelines forgot to press the shutter, for fear of missing any wonderful moments.

Jianhua felt his calf muscles begin to tremble slightly, which was a sign that his physical strength was approaching its limit.

But he couldn't show weakness, especially when his opponent was equally tired.

He glanced at the scoreboard, then looked at Park Ji-hoon who was also sweating profusely on the opposite side, and suddenly grinned.

Next, when Jianhua served, he decided to change his strategy and no longer pursued tricky angles, but instead hit a seemingly ordinary short ball in the middle.

The opponent player was obviously a little surprised and carefully kicked the ball back.

Jianhua seized the opportunity and made a forehand attack. The ball flew straight to the opponent's backhand like an arrow.

The opponent player reacted quickly and hit the ball back with his backhand, and the ball's trajectory was so fast that it was almost impossible to see.

Jianhua had anticipated this. He stepped aside and hit a super loop ball with his forehand.

The ping-pong ball spun strongly, drew an exaggerated arc in the air, and then fell rapidly.

The opposing player was forced to retreat and barely managed to get the ball back.

Jianhua did not give his opponent a chance to breathe and launched three consecutive forehand attacks, increasing the strength and rotation of each shot.

On the fourth board, he deliberately slowed down the pace and hit a light lob.

The opponent player pounced on the net like a tiger, but found out at the last moment that it was a trap. The ball had a slight backspin, making it almost impossible to hit it with high quality.

He barely picked up the ball, but Jianhua had been waiting for it for a long time and made a clean forehand smash!

Jianhua pumped his fists and roared excitedly; he could feel that victory was just around the corner.

But the opponent's player was not an easy opponent either. When Jianhua saw the ball coming, he felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

He bent over, placed his hands on his knees, and took three deep breaths.

When he looked up, he saw that the other player was doing the same action. Their eyes met in the air, and they both read the determination in each other's eyes.

Jianhua decided to take a gamble and hit a very short counter-spin shot.

The ping-pong ball danced gently on the net, changed its trajectory and landed on the opponent's table.

Jianhua served again, this time he increased the spin.

The opponent player made an accurate judgment and hit a backhand twist and pull, and the ball flew towards Jianhua's forehand corner like lightning.

Jianhua took a step sideways and hit a high arc loop with his forehand.

The opponent player retreated and counterattacked, and the two began a wonderful offensive and defensive confrontation.

After five, ten, and fifteen beats, the ball moved faster and faster. The audience could no longer keep up with the trajectory of the ball and could only judge the position of the ball by the players' movements.

At the twentieth shot, the opponent suddenly changed the line and hit a backhand straight line, catching Jianhua off guard.

Jianhua tried his best to save the ball, but his racket barely touched the ball and he returned a high and floating chance ball.

A glimmer of victory flashed in the opponent's eyes, and he jumped up to prepare for the final smash.

At this critical moment, Jianhua suddenly had an idea and predicted the landing point at the moment the opponent hit the ball.

He moved in advance, and at the moment the ball bounced, he made an incredible backhand quick drive, and the ping-pong ball hit the net and flew towards the opponent's table.

The opponent player was totally unprepared for this move and the ball almost fell to the ground when he rushed back to defense.

This ball lasted for 32 shots, setting a record for the longest round in this tournament.

But the competition is still going on and has not ended, which is a huge challenge for both athletes!
Even so, it cannot change their fate of fighting next!

The ping pong ball went bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
Hope was immediately in sight, but both sides were extremely exhausted, because now it was a test of physical strength, and success or failure was extremely important to both of them!

Especially at that moment when Jianhua hit the ping-pong ball onto the opponent's table, he hoped that this would be the last ball, but unfortunately the opponent actually saw through his ball and hit the ping-pong ball back with a bang!
When the ball was hit, the opposing player obviously hit the ping-pong ball over with ease!
Then, the moment he saw the ping-pong ball coming towards him, Jianhua's eyes narrowed into slits. This slit directly made him realize that now was the time for a critical strike!

Similarly, the opposing player also felt that Jianhua was about to unleash his explosive power, so he had to be careful, careful, and careful again!

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