The big devil in table tennis

Chapter 1327: Can the Adversity Turn the Tide?
Afterwards, Jianhua's serve was clean and neat. The ping-pong ball bounced on the opponent's table and spun rapidly, drawing a strange arc.

The opponent's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly adjusted his position, and made a backhand slice at the moment the ball was about to fall.

"Snapped!"

The ball brushed the net and flew back to Jianhua's half, landing trickily close to the corner of the table.

Jianhua had anticipated this, and he took a quick step forward, tilted his racket 45 degrees, and used his signature sideways charge. The orange ball turned into an afterimage and flew towards the opponent's table.

When the other player saw Jianhua hitting the ping-pong ball towards him, he immediately swung the ping-pong racket in his hand and hit the ball directly and cleanly.

Seeing the opponent's quick counterattack, Jianhua's eyes became stern, his feet moved as fast as the wind, and he instantly turned sideways to give up the best hitting position.

He shook his wrist, and the racket drew a silver arc in the air. The ping-pong ball passed through the net like a bullet, and a white shadow exploded on the opponent's table.

"Good shot!" the coach on the sidelines clenched his fists and growled.

This fast attack close to the table had a strong topspin, and the ball fell strangely the moment it hit the table. The opponent's pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost fell on the table, and raised his racket dangerously.

The ping-pong ball drew a parabola and jumped high, leaving a dazzling spot of light under the overhead light.

The audience burst into exclamations instantly.

Jianhua had already predicted where the ball would land, and he took three steps back to the middle of the table, with his left leg bent against the ground, and his right arm muscles stretched out in sharp lines. When the ball fell in front of his chest, he leaped into the air like a spring released, and smashed the ball with his racket with the force of splitting a mountain.

The ping-pong ball shot towards the opponent's table like a meteor, with sharp rotation and speed, almost brushing the sideline and falling down.

The opponent's eyes focused, and his body moved sideways quickly like a cheetah. He slashed the ball diagonally with the racket at the last moment, and actually hit the ball back in a strange arc!
"Beautiful!" The audience couldn't help but cheer.

Jianhua did not panic, he had already predicted his opponent's counterattack route.

He bent his knees slightly, lowered his center of gravity, and flicked his wrist at the moment the ball bounced, hitting a short side spin. The ping-pong ball brushed the net, bounced lightly on the opponent's table, and fell almost close to the net line.

The opponent was caught off guard and barely reached out to grab the ball, but it bounced high. Jianhua seized the opportunity, stepped forward, swung his racket like a knife, and smashed it hard!

"Bang!" The ping-pong ball hit the opponent's table like a cannonball and then flew out of bounds.

9:5
Jianhua gripped the racket tightly, his knuckles turned slightly white due to the force, and sweat slid down his temples but was shaken away the moment the corners of his mouth raised.

He had just scored a crucial point with a fierce sideways burst, and the numbers on the scoreboard finally opened up. The four-point gap was like a watershed in this game.

The coach on the sidelines clenched his fist and growled, while his opponent tapped his thigh lightly with his racket, a hint of anxiety flashing in his eyes.

Jianhua took a deep breath, bent down and picked up the ball from under the table, rubbed his palm on his trouser leg to wipe off the sticky sweat stains.

Before serving, he habitually tapped the ball lightly on the table three times, which is his signature rhythm.

When he looked up, his eyes were like knives, sweeping from the opponent's slightly lowered position on the other side of the net to the gap in the opponent's backhand corner.

"Snap!" A hook serve was thrown, and the white ball, with a strong side spin, drew a strange arc and turned sharply in the small triangle area of ​​the opponent's table.

The opponent took a hasty step and tried to lift the ball, but saw Jianhua had already moved sideways to attack, and lashed out with the racket like a whip.

"boom!"

The opponent's pupils suddenly contracted, and his sight was locked on the rushing white light like a hawk.

His breathing stagnated at that moment, and the noise of the audience seemed to be taken away from his ears, leaving only the slight hissing sound of the ping-pong ball rubbing against the air.

He glanced at Jianhua, and there was no longer anxiety in his eyes, but an almost cold concentration.

Jianhua's stance was slightly to the left, leaving an almost imperceptible gap in his forehand position. Now!
"boom--!"

His racket chopped down like a knife, and his wrist shook violently the moment it touched the ball, launching an explosive shot with strong sidespin.

The ping-pong ball hit Jianhua's table like a cannonball, and suddenly changed direction the moment it touched the rubber, drawing a strange arc.

This one goal condensed all his fighting spirit and unwillingness, as if it was going to tear apart all the previous disadvantages in one go!

There were exclamations from the sidelines, and even Jianhua's coach stood up subconsciously.

The opponent's mouth corners were tense, and his legs were gathering strength like springs, ready to meet Jianhua's next counterattack.

His eyes were blazing, as if announcing: The game has only just begun!
Jianhua's pupils shrank, and his feet instantly moved half a step sideways. The ball made a strange turn after hitting the table, almost brushing past his right shoulder. In a flash, he leaned back, and the racket in his right hand drew a silver arc behind him.

"laugh!"

A shot from behind! The ping-pong ball flew back like a boomerang, drawing a thrilling parabola above the net. The opponent obviously didn't expect this stroke of genius, and in a hurry, he backhanded the ball too hard, and the ball bounced high.

Jianhua had already rushed forward, almost leaping onto the table. The sunlight shone through the glass dome of the gymnasium, reflecting dazzling spots of light on his raised racket. With a loud shout, he smashed the ball with all his strength.

"boom!"

The ball hit the opponent's corner like a meteor.

The opponent player was not to be outdone. With a bang, he hit the ping-pong ball directly onto Jianhua's table. At this moment, the score once again tilted to 9 to 6!

Next, the opposing player served the ball. At the moment he served, his eyes were determined, as if he was thinking about how to catch up with Jianhua!

boom--!
The ping-pong ball flew across the net like a bullet, with a strong topspin, heading straight for Jianhua's backhand corner!
After serving, the opponent player immediately took a half step back, lowered his center of gravity, and stared at Jianhua's every subtle movement like a cheetah.

His breathing was steady, but the fingers holding the racket tightened slightly. With this ball, he must disrupt Jianhua's rhythm!

Jianhua reacted very quickly, sliding sideways and quickly tearing the ball with his backhand, and the ball drew a straight line like a sharp blade.

However, the opponent was well prepared, and he rushed sideways with his forehand, and the ball blasted back like a cannonball!
"Snapped!"

Jianhua barely blocked the ball, but the ball went too high. The opponent seized the opportunity, leaped up suddenly, and smashed it with a thunderous force.

At the same time, his body instinctively flew backwards, and the racket hit the white light at the critical moment.

"laugh!"

The moment the rubber surface touched the ball, he suddenly pressed his wrist down and cut out a sharp drop ball that hit the net in desperation!
The audience burst into exclamations.

As the opponent ran to save the ball, the soles of his shoes rubbed against the floor, making a sharp sound. However, the ball trembled slightly on the edge of the table and floated onto Jianhua's table like a feather blown by the wind!

When he saw such a ball coming, Jianhua immediately swung the ping-pong ball in his hand over!

The opponent player was tapping his palm gently with his racket, his eyes like a hawk, watching his every subtle movement.

The shouts of the coach on the sidelines and the whispers of the audience all melted into a vague buzz.

Jianhua took a deep breath and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the particles on the rubber.

He tossed the ball, jumped, and swung his arms. His serve was like a thin blade, glancing across the net with a hidden side spin.

The opponent had predicted this and took a quick step forward, flicking the ball with his backhand, and the ball hit Jianhua's forehand corner like a bullet!
"Oh no!" The teammates on the sidelines clenched their towels tightly.

But Jianhua's steps were faster than his thoughts. He pushed the ground with his left leg, and his body almost flew out. At the moment when the ball was about to fall on the table, he flicked his wrist and hooked the ball back to the opponent's table! The audience burst into cheers.

But the opponent's killer move had just begun. He sneered and suddenly used a rare "reverse rotation" to rub the ball. Jianhua swung back hastily, but the ball strangely bounced half an inch higher.

"boom!"

The opponent's violent loop ball fell like a meteorite, and Jianhua barely blocked it.

At this moment, Jianhua's arm was numb from the shock and the racket almost slipped out of his hand.

He staggered back two steps, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

There was a gasp in the audience.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the opponent's eyes. He seized the opportunity, moved as fast as lightning, and swung the racket again. This ball had a strong side spin, drew a strange arc, and went straight to Jianhua's backhand blind spot!

Jianhua gritted his teeth, twisted his body forcefully, and shook his wrist, trying to slice the ball.

But the moment the ball touched the racket, his heart sank.

"Oops, I misjudged the rotation!"

The ping-pong ball seemed to be cast under a spell. It rubbed lightly against the table surface and then fell rapidly, falling into the net before it even passed.

"Snapped!"

The sound of the ball hitting the ground was crisp and harsh.

9:7
The score was narrowed again, and the opponent clenched his fists and growled, with great momentum.

In the rest area, Jianhua covered his face with a towel and let the ice water flow down his neck into his collar.

The coach squatted in front of him and lowered his voice to a very low level: "There is a loophole in his backhand change of line. After the third shot, he tends to turn sideways. You have to take advantage of the time difference."

Jianhua looked up and saw his opponent being surrounded by his teammates and laughing, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Got it." He clenched his fists, and the sweat on the rubber made a slight sticky sound.

As the game continued, Jianhua became a completely different person.

He gave up the fancy offensive and defensive tactics, and stuck to his opponent's backhand position with every ball, cutting into the tendons like a precise scalpel.

When his opponent was forced to turn sideways, he suddenly made a "quick long chop" to attack the open forehand position.

"Snapped!"

The ball exploded in the corner of the table, leaving a white mark.

The opponent's expression finally cracked a little, and sweat splashed on the table.

Jianhua's calf muscles twitched slightly due to the continuous explosion, but he smelled the breath of reversal.

A hidden "hook serve" came, Jianhua pretended to rub the ball, but turned his wrist the moment it touched the ball.

"Shh!"

The ball made an exaggerated side turn and went straight to the opponent's armpit. The opponent almost hit the corner of the table with his racket when he tried to save the ball, but he still hit it over.

Jianhua's eyes were as fast as lightning. He seized the moment when his opponent's center of gravity was unstable, took a step sideways, and stretched out his right arm like a full bow.

"Snapped!"

A violent loop ball hit the opponent's forehand corner like a cannonball, and the white shadow of the ball left a sharp afterimage under the light.

As the opponent stumbled to save the ball, the edge of the racket just barely touched the table, and the harsh sound of the rubber rubbing against each other was heard.

"Whoo-"

The ping-pong ball strangely turned at a right angle, hit the net and fell rapidly.

Jianhua had already predicted it. The soles of his shoes braked sharply on the plastic floor. He supported the table with his left hand and swung the racket in his right hand from bottom to top like a silver snake spitting out its tongue!
"Boom!"

The ball hit the opponent's table with irregular bounces, and the opponent's racket swinging action froze in mid-air.

The noise of the entire stadium suddenly faded away, leaving only the spinning ball on the blue table, tapping three times and finally rolling to the ground.

The referee raised his right hand: "10:7"

Sweat dripped down Jianhua's chin onto the table, and he heard the roar from the audience coming like a tide.

His right hand holding the racket was shaking slightly, but the tingling sensation from his fingertips made the corners of his mouth rise. It was the burning sensation caused by the overheated rubber, and it was the temperature of victory in his grasp.

The opponent stared at the falling ping-pong ball, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He bent down to pick up the ball, gently turned it twice in his palm, and then threw it to Jianhua.

"Last few balls," he whispered, his voice filled with fighting spirit.

Jianhua took the ball and rubbed the surface of the ball with his fingertips, feeling the subtle lines. The lights in the stadium were dazzling and hot, and sweat slid into the corners of his eyes, bringing a slight burning pain, but his vision became sharper.

"Pah, pah, pah——"

He tapped the ball three times, in a steady rhythm, as if he was adjusting his breathing, or gathering his last bit of strength. The whole place was silent, as if even the air had frozen.

Suddenly, he flicked his wrist and threw the ball high into the air.

"Shh!"

A fast running ball went straight to the opponent's backhand baseline, the speed of the ball was so fast that it almost left an afterimage. The opponent reacted very quickly, turned sideways and pulled back, and the ball shot back like a sharp arrow.

Jianhua did not retreat but advanced, his steps interlaced like a ghost. At the moment the ball bounced, he suddenly exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and swung his arms like a whip.

"boom!"

With a burst of energy, the ball fell to the ground like a meteor, and a white shadow exploded on the opponent's table.

The opponent tried to intercept the ball with his hand horizontally, but the ball was spinning too violently. However, he still managed to intercept the ball out of his instinctive will, which made Jianhua on the opposite side extremely surprised. It was such an unexpected thing that the team was playing in such a bad situation, but they were still able to intercept the ball, which proved that the opponent's player had reached a new level!
But this cannot change Jianhua's determination to win!

The moment the ping-pong ball in front of him fell on the table, he immediately held the ping-pong racket tightly in his hand, waiting for the ping-pong ball to fall steadily with a bang, and then hit the ping-pong ball onto the opponent's table!

When he sees a ball like this coming, the opponent has not yet recovered from the previous fall, and he will immediately get involved in the game!

Fortunately, he is a very successful athlete, otherwise he would have been a little slow to react.

Then he hit the ping-pong ball onto Jianhua's table again with a bang. This time, the ball flew in an arc in the air before falling down!

When Jianhua saw such a ball, he was not in a hurry when it came, and was ready to give the opponent a surprise!
Because he knew this was a great opportunity to spike the ball, and if successful, it would definitely be a self-serving goal!
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