The big devil in table tennis

When Lin Hui stood back in front of the table, his whole aura was different.

After that, he started to serve. At the moment of throwing the ball, the opponent player keenly noticed the slight shaking of Lin Hui's index finger on the ball. This was a precursor to a rare "arch side spin"!

The ball flew in a strange arc as expected.

But this time, the opponent did not choose to catch the ball conservatively.

Instead, his body almost flew into the air, and the racket completely neutralized the rotation at an exaggerated angle, and the return ball with double the rotation went straight to Lin Hui.

Lin Hui was obviously caught off guard, and his movements were deformed when he hurriedly returned the ball.

The ping-pong ball bounced high, and Lin Hui seized the opportunity to slam it, and the ball hit the opponent's table like a cannonball.

Seeing this, the opponent player immediately counterattacked. He rushed forward and hit the ball diagonally with his racket like lightning, and actually hit Lin Hui's spike back at a more tricky angle.

The ball flew past the edge of the net, drawing a nearly right-angled line on the table.

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

He keenly noticed that his opponent's counterattack came with a strong backspin, so he immediately shook his wrist, changed the spike to a flick, and lightly lifted the racket at the moment of touching the ball.

The ping-pong ball drew a rainbow-like arc and just passed over the opponent's head.

There was an exclamation from the audience.

This brilliant lob was about to hit the baseline, but the opponent suddenly turned his back and quickly retreated, then swung the ball backhand before it hit the ground for the second time!
The moment the racket touched the ball, there was a dull "bang" sound, and the ping-pong ball turned into a beam of white light and shot directly into Lin Hui's forehand corner.

Lin Hui felt his right arm react automatically as if by muscle memory, and his body flew out almost parallel to the ground. At the critical moment when the ball was about to brush the edge of the table, his racket touched the bottom of the ball like a dragonfly touching the water, and the ball miraculously rolled down the net belt to the opponent's table, and bounced twice on the sideline.

There was a gleam in the other player's eyes.

He just tilted his body slightly, exerted force with his wrist, and hit the flying ping-pong ball with the racket at lightning speed.

"Snapped!"

A beautiful counterattack! The ping-pong ball flew past the net like an arrow shot from a bow.

The ball was shot at a tricky angle and at an incredible speed, drawing a perfect straight line in the air.

Although Lin Hui moved quickly, he was still half a beat too slow, and his racket just brushed the edge of the ball, failing to return the ball successfully.

“4:3!”

The referee's voice echoed in the arena.

The opponent won, and this brilliant counterattack not only won him a point, but also made the atmosphere of the entire game suddenly tense.

There was a burst of warm applause from the audience on the sidelines, and some people even stood up to cheer for this beautiful goal.

The numbers on the scoreboard jumped and changed, and the suspense of the game resurfaced.

The opposing player wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his eyes were filled with renewed fighting spirit.

This point not only narrowed the score gap, but also made the trend of the entire game confusing.

Lin Hui took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his palms with a towel, and his eyes became sharp again.

The coach on the sidelines clenched his fists and whispered, "Keep the pace!"

The opponent player bent his waist, shook his wrist violently, and the white ball came whistling like an arrow, exploding a sharp side-spinning arc on the table.

"Snapped!"

Lin Hui's sneakers made a sharp sound as they rubbed against the rubber floor.

He jumped out like a cheetah, his right arm holding the racket drew a half-moon trajectory, and the racket face tilted slightly at the moment of touching the ball.

The ping-pong ball seemed to be cast under a spell. It turned back with an even more violent spin and made a teeth-grinding "hissing" sound as it hit the corner of the opposing table.

"nice shot!"

Before the sudden cheers from the audience had died down, the opponent had already flashed to the side of the stage like a ghost.

He just made a violent backhand shot, and the ball turned into a blurry white shadow and flew straight to Lin Hui's forehand corner.

Lin Hui's ponytail flew as she stepped back, and at the moment when her body almost lost its balance, she flicked her wrist deftly - the ping-pong ball drew an incredible "S" shape and just passed the net.

“Come on! Come on!”

The audience's cheers rose one after another, and the atmosphere in the entire stadium was completely ignited.

The ping-pong ball bounced wildly on the blue table, and each impact made a crisp "ping! pong!" sound, like playing some exciting metal music.

In the seventh round, the ball suddenly paused on the net for 0.1 second, and then fell vertically in an abnormal way.

Lin Hui's pupils suddenly shrank. He leaped out like a fish, and his racket intercepted the ball 30 centimeters from the ground.

The audience stood up instantly, and countless mobile phone cameras followed the floating ball that was flying along the net.

The moment the opponent's hasty return went into the net, the entire stadium erupted with a tsunami-like sound.

Lin Hui steadied himself. The strands of hair on his forehead were soaked with sweat and stuck to his brow bones.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his chin with his wrist guard, but his eyes were always fixed on his opponent's every move.

The opposing player obviously didn't expect the ball to be rescued, and his face darkened slightly, but he quickly adjusted his breathing and leaned over again to get into the receiving position.

The coach on the sidelines clenched his fist and growled a few words, as if reminding him to stay calm.

The referee signaled to continue the game.

Lin Hui threw the ball high up with his left hand, and his right hand racket lightly touched the ball at the moment of contact. It seemed like an ordinary short ball, but it turned to the side strangely after landing on the table.

The opponent was prepared. He took a step forward, flicked his wrist, and picked the ball back at a faster speed.

"Snapped!"

Lin Hui had predicted this and made a sideways arc, with the ping-pong ball hitting the opponent's backhand like a cannonball.

The opponent barely blocked it, but the ball bounced high. Lin Hui seized the opportunity, jumped up, and poured all his strength into his right arm.

"boom!"

A thunderous smash!

The ping-pong ball hit the opponent's table like a meteor.

The opponent player sensed something was wrong and suddenly changed the rhythm, using a light short swing to catch Lin Hui off guard.

Lin Hui barely saved the ball, and the quality of his return was not high, which made the opposing player realize that the opportunity had come!
"boom!"

With a powerful smash, the ping-pong ball hit the opponent's table like a cannonball and then bounced out of bounds.

"5:3!"

The score was widened again, and the sidelines erupted in even louder cheers. The game was getting more and more exciting.

Lin Hui took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

The racket felt slightly hot in my palm, and the cheers from the audience rose and fell like the tide.

He bent down, his eyes fixed on the movements of the opposing player.

A sharp side spin ball went straight to the opponent's backhand. Seeing this, the opponent quickly moved sideways, flicked his wrist, and cut the racket diagonally. The ping-pong ball drew a strange arc and flew to Lin Hui's side.

Lin Hui obviously didn't expect this, and he hit the ball high in his hasty return.

The opponent's eyes flashed, he seized the opportunity and jumped up, gathering all his strength in his arms.

"Snapped!"

With a clean forehand shot, the ball hit the corner of Lin Hui's table like lightning and bounced out.

"5:4"

Lin Hui looked at the ball that flew off the table, and a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He subconsciously fanned his collar with the racket, and the fabric stuck to his back like a wet towel.

There were sporadic exclamations from the audience, and he could tell there were a few words in dialect mixed in, from the fellow countrymen brought by the opposing contestant.

The plastic seats made an audible scraping sound as the referee wiped the scorer's table with a towel.

Lin Hui bent down to tighten his loose shoelaces. The moment his fingertips touched the floor mat, a cold feeling crept up his spine.

He suddenly remembered that during training last week, he also drew a pale arc under the light.

The opponent player served next. His high toss serve drew a nearly perfect parabola, but there was a strange "click" sound when it touched the racket.

Lin Hui threw the ball high up, and at the moment the ball fell, the racket gently touched it.

The ping-pong ball, with strong backspin, brushed the net and landed on the opponent's table, almost bouncing along the net line. The opponent barely managed to pick up the ball, and the return was high and slow.

"Chance ball!" An audience member on the sidelines couldn't help but shout.

Lin Hui was not in a hurry to attack.

He flicked his wrist and hit the ball short, and the ball just passed the net and bounced twice on the opponent's table. The opponent rushed forward desperately.

The opponent obviously won't give up easily.

In the next few rounds, the opponent changed its tactics and frequently used large angles to make Lin Hui run.

At the same time, Lin Hui's racket left a trail in the air, and a crisp "pop" sound was heard when the rubber touched the ball.

The ball spun across the net and exploded in an arc on the opponent's table.

The opponent took a half step back and made a violent backhand shot. The ball turned into white light and went straight to Lin Hui's forehand corner.

"Good shot!" Sporadic cheers came from the sidelines.

The soles of Lin Hui's shoes rubbed against the plastic floor, making a harsh sound, and he flew out almost parallel to the ground.

His right wrist suddenly pressed down, and at the moment the ball was about to touch the ground, he completed a strange pulling action. The ping-pong ball passed the net with a strong topspin, and fell into the opponent's backhand small triangle area as if being pulled by an invisible silk thread.

The opponent's pupils suddenly contracted.

He supported the edge of the table with his left hand and thrust the racket in his right hand at a tricky angle.

The moment the racket face touched the ball, the wrist joint shook three times imperceptibly, and the ball, which should have bounced high, actually flew low over the net.

Lin Hui sensed danger and his left heel accidentally hit the baffle while retreating. The moment his body lost balance, he swung his arms reflexively.

"boom!"

The racket drew a sharp arc in the air, and Lin Hui felt a slight vibration at his fingertips, which was the unique touch produced by the high-speed friction between the rubber particles and the ball.

The exclamations from the audience seemed to be muted, and his retina only reflected the ball with its strange spinning trajectory: it first hit the edge of the white line at the corner of the stage, and then accelerated a second time as if violating the laws of physics.

The opponent's racket had theoretically blocked all return routes in advance, but Lin Hui lightly rubbed the bottom of the table with the end of the racket handle the moment he fell to the ground.

The referee's hand holding up his glasses froze in mid-air, the ball danced a tango on the net, and finally fell on the opponent's table like a drunk.

6:4, Lin Hui once again widened the score gap.

He exhaled lightly, stroking the ping-pong ball with his fingertips, his eyes focused and calm. The ball turned slightly in his palm, he lowered his body, his eyes locked on the opponent's position, the opponent leaned slightly to the left, and there was a glimmer of space on the right half of the table.

It's now.

He flicked his wrist and threw the ball up from his palm. At the highest point, the ball was accurately rubbed by the racket, and a low side spin ball drew an arc and went straight to the opponent's backhand.

After the ball hit the table, it turned inwards rapidly. The opponent barely turned sideways and the quality of his return was not high - Lin Hui had already predicted it, took a step forward, and rushed forward with a forehand!

"Bang!" The white ball hit the opponent's corner of the table like lightning.

Lin Hui's lead further expanded.

He stood beside the table, gently adjusting his breathing, his fingers unconsciously tapping the rubber of the racket, as if feeling its elasticity.

The opponent's expression became noticeably tense, and he stared at Lin Hui's movements, trying to predict his next serve.

Lin Hui noticed the other party's nervousness and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. This was exactly the effect he wanted.

He threw the ball again, and this time, the racket flicked slightly at the moment of touching the ball. It seemed to be the same side spin, but it strangely turned in the opposite direction after landing on the table!
The opponent was caught off guard and returned the ball hastily.

The audience on the sidelines let out a low cry of amazement, and someone whispered: "This ball is too tricky..."

Lin Hui did not relax, he knew his opponent would not give up easily.

Sure enough, on the next ball, the opponent adjusted their position and began to attack more fiercely.

The two players engaged in a fierce confrontation in the middle and long distance, with the ping-pong ball speeding back and forth on the table so fast that its trajectory was almost invisible.

Lin Hui has agile footwork, every move is precise, and his forehand and backhand transitions are smooth.

The opposing player took a deep breath and gently stroked the rubber surface of the racket with his fingertips, feeling the subtle friction.

The audience on the sidelines held their breath, and the air seemed to freeze.

Moreover, beads of sweat oozed from the opponent's forehead, but his eyes became more ferocious. It was obvious that he would never surrender easily.

Lin Hui lowered his body, shook his wrist, and served a very short tennis ball.

The opponent reacted very quickly, stepped forward, and lightly flicked the ball, which brushed the net! Lin Hui was prepared, quickly turned sideways, and made a backhand rip, and the ball shot straight into the opponent's forehand corner like a sharp arrow.

The opponent staggered and tried to block the ball, but the ball was too high and too slow. Lin Hui's eyes flashed, he seized the opportunity, and all his strength burst out instantly.

The entire stadium was boiling in an instant, and cheers came like a tide.

Lin Hui clenched his fists and growled, but quickly regained his composure.

He looked at his opponent, who was staring at the table, his chest heaving violently, and it was obvious that he had not given up yet.

Lin Hui adjusted his breathing and gently spun the ping-pong ball with his fingertips. The whole place was silent, with only the slight sound of sneakers rubbing against the floor.

He threw the ball, and his wrist suddenly shook, sending a very hidden reverse spin! The ball bounced off the table and turned sideways strangely, and the opponent misjudged it.

But he still instinctively turned the tide and hit the ping-pong ball once again, directly onto Lin Hui's table with a bang!

Seeing such a ball coming at him, Lin Hui was very surprised, but it still could not change his determination to beat the opponent this time!
Afterwards, the sound of the ping-pong ball hit each other again!

One sound after another echoed throughout the entire stadium!
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