The big devil in table tennis

Chapter 1352 Confusing
At this moment, the opponent's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his muscles tensed like an angry cheetah.

He bent his knees slightly, and the racket turned flexibly in his palm, and the previous decline of losing two points in a row was swept away.

The noise in the audience suddenly stopped, and everyone felt that the atmosphere in the arena was subtly changing. This opponent, who was once a little sloppy, now exuded a dangerous aura from every pore.

Jianhua obviously noticed something was wrong. When his signature high toss serve drew a silver-white arc in the air, his wrist unconsciously used an extra three points of force.

The ping-pong ball exploded on the table with a crisp sound, and the ball with a strong side spin twisted strangely as if it was injected with life.

However, the opponent had already predicted it. He took two steps sideways like lightning and his racket cut into the ball path at a tricky 45-degree angle.

The moment he touched the ball, the muscles in his forearms suddenly flexed, and he actually pulled a rainbow-like trajectory for the dangerous ball that was supposed to go into the net!
This incredible return ball hit the sideline and exploded. At the moment the electronic scoreboard flashed, the opposing player noticed that Jianhua was holding the racket tightly.

Then he silently wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes burning with fighting spirit always staring at the diagonal of the table, which was Jianhua's weakest backhand position.

He was like a bowstring that had been stretched taut for a long time, and his whole posture was declaring: he could do it.

At the same time, Jianhua took a deep breath, adjusted his racket grip, and his eyes became focused again.

He understood that his opponent's momentum had risen and every point that followed could become a turning point in the game.

The ping-pong ball was thrown high up again. Jianhua shook his wrist and sent a very fast straight ball. The ball shot towards the opponent's forehand corner like a bullet.

However, the opponent was well prepared. He took a side step and swung the racket down like a knife, pulling the ball back at a faster speed, straight to Jianhua's center!

Jianhua reacted extremely quickly, quickly retreated his body, and made a quick backhand shot, with the ball flying towards the opponent's backhand with a strong spin.

But the opponent seemed to have anticipated this move. He moved sideways flexibly and exerted force with his arms. A violent loop ball whizzed out. The ball drew a sharp arc in the air, hit the table heavily, and then bounced outward!

Jianhua tried hard to save the ball, but the ball was too fast. His return ball barely touched the edge of the racket and flew high over the table.

"2:1" the referee announced the score loudly, and the audience on the sidelines burst into exclamations.

The opposing player clenched his fists, growled, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became even more intense.

He was no longer as passive as he was at the beginning, but was completely in the game, with every move full of aggressiveness.

Jianhua wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked serious.

Then I saw the opponent player suddenly change the rhythm, shake his wrist slightly, and serve a very short ball near the net.

The ping-pong ball bounced lightly in front of the net and was about to touch the table for the second time.

Jianhua's pupils shrank, and he pounced forward like a cheetah, and his racket picked up the ball at the critical moment.

This was a good opportunity. The opponent's eyes lit up, he stepped back half a step, swung his arm, and smashed down with such force that it was like thunder.

The audience was instantly boiling with excitement, and everyone thought the score was decided.

"boom!"

A muffled sound suddenly made the boiling venue quiet.

Even though his body was unbalanced, Jianhua used his amazing core strength to twist his waist and hips and blocked the ball with his backhand.

"Good shot!" The referee's voice changed a little.

The opponent player stood up, panting heavily, his T-shirt soaked with sweat stuck to his back, but his eyes were brighter than ever.

He slapped his cheeks hard, and the crisp sound was particularly clear in the suddenly quiet venue.

Jianhua's hand holding the racket trembled slightly, not out of fear, but excitement.

The opponent's fingertips trembled slightly, and sweat slid down his brow into his eyes.

He blinked hard and rubbed the crucial ping-pong ball three times in his palm.

Then the ping-pong ball was thrown high into the air, and the noise in the venue suddenly faded away.

Jianhua saw the trajectory of the sphere rotating under the overhead light, as clear as a slow motion shot.

He flicked his wrist and served a short ball with reverse spin that looked ordinary but was actually dangerous.

The opponent's sneakers made a sharp friction sound on the rubber floor.

Surprisingly, he chose to use a rare way to catch the ball, with his entire upper body almost parallel to the ground and the racket lifted from an incredible angle.

The ping-pong ball passed the net in a strange arc and bounced lightly on the table.

Jianhua's heart skipped a beat.

The ball spun so strangely that it bounced less than three centimeters high! He instinctively took a step forward and lifted the ball with his racket almost touching the table.

The opponent was already waiting in front of the net, and he made a clean slam dunk!
"Snapped!"

The ping-pong ball stayed above the net for 0.1 second, a moment that seemed like a century, and finally, it rolled gently onto Jianhua's table.

2:2 The whole audience was silent.

Jianhua stared at the glaring score on the scoreboard, and a layer of fine sweat beads appeared on the palm of his hand holding the racket.

He never expected that his two-point lead at the start would be equalized by his opponent in an instant.

The cheers in the stadium turned into a buzz at this moment. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the restless heartbeat in his chest. He had to stay steady. Just like the coach often said, table tennis is 70% psychology and 30% technique.

Across the blue table, the opponent keenly noticed Jianhua's slightly trembling knees.

This discovery made a gleam in his eyes. He deliberately slowed down his pace and wiped off the non-existent sweat.

When the referee signaled to continue, he suddenly threw the small orange ball high toward the ceiling, drawing a dazzling arc under the lights. It was a "high lob" with a strong spin, a killer move specifically targeting psychological fluctuations.

The ping-pong ball bounced at an astonishing height on the table. Jianhua retreated hastily and almost slipped. Amid the exclamations from the audience, the opposing player calmly turned his racket and hit the ping-pong ball over.

Jianhua deliberately threw the ball high over his head. In the 2.7 seconds when the ball fell, he saw the opponent's right knee unnaturally straightened and the center of gravity clearly shifted to the left.

Right now! Jianhua flicked his wrist, seemingly about to serve a long and fast ball, but the moment he touched the ball, he turned his strength into softness and played the slowest short swing of the game.

As expected, the opponent's right leg failed to move in time, and when he threw himself forward, his racket barely reached the ball but he was unable to control it.

The ping-pong ball drew a desperate parabola, but was still caught perfectly by the opposing player!

The moment Jianhua narrowed his eyes, the patterns on the rubber handle of the racket were deeply imprinted into his palm.

His posture of taking a half step back was like a fully drawn bowstring, and when the racket touched the ball, there was a crisp "pop" sound, like a bullet piercing the air.

The opponent's pupils suddenly contracted. The ball with strong backspin unexpectedly turned at the corner of the table, and the moment it bounced along the white edge, a tide of exclamations broke out from the stands.

The bright red numbers showing 2:2 on the scoreboard trembled slightly, and the third goal began the countdown on the electronic screen.

Jianhua wiped the sweat from his chin and found that his opponent was nervously tapping the edge of the table with his racket. The metal-rimmed table amplified the tapping sound into a rhythm like a war drum. The referee adjusted his glasses, and the reflection of the lenses showed two ping-pong balls spinning at high speed.

When the parabola of the serve reached its apex, the air conditioner on the ceiling of the venue suddenly caused air disturbance.

Jianhua smelled the rosin glue mixed with the pungent sense of tension in the air. The moment he unconsciously clenched his back teeth, the racket reflexively swung towards the blurry afterimage.

Amid the burnt smell produced by the friction between the rubber particles and the ball, the twenty-seven rounds of tug-of-war caused the plastic floor to squeak and whine. At a certain moment, the sharp sound of the sneakers braking suddenly was as harsh as a knife scratching glass.

At the moment when the sweat drops fell on the blue table, the three-star ball was tearing through the air at a speed of 2800 revolutions per minute.

Jianhua suddenly remembered the 0.3 second slight stiffness in the opponent's backhand position in the video analysis sent by the coach late last night. At this moment, this flaw was materializing before his eyes.

At this moment, his body seemed to turn into a flash of lightning, and the racket drew a sharp arc in his hand.

The ping-pong ball, with strong side spin, rushed towards the opponent's backhand blind spot like a venomous snake.

The opponent's pupils suddenly contracted, his feet moved sideways quickly, and he hastily used the racket to attack, but that moment of delay had already determined the outcome.

"Snapped!"

The ball hit the edge of the table and flew up, and the opponent's racket only had time to pass by a shadow.

The audience seats were instantly boiling with cheers that spread across the entire venue like a wave.

The scoreboard jumped, and the score of 3:2 lit up glaringly.

The opponent's breathing became noticeably faster, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the racket.

His eyes were fixed on the table, as if he wanted to penetrate the blue coating and see through Jianhua's tactics.

Jianhua just let out a light breath, his eyes still as cold as ice.

The fourth ball is about to begin.

The air in the venue seemed to freeze, leaving only the low hum of the air conditioner and the suppressed breathing of the audience.

The referee raised his hand to signal, and Jianhua threw the ball high into the air. This time, the ball's rotation was even more bizarre, with irregular shaking, like a hummingbird breaking free from its restraints, and swooping down onto the opponent's table.

The opponent's nerves were instantly tense, his brain quickly calculated the trajectory of the ball, and his footsteps adjusted his position like a ghost.

The moment the racket touched the ball, he shook his wrist violently, and with a delicate short swing, the ball flew lightly over the net and barely bounced on the opponent's table.

The opponent was caught off guard and lost his balance the moment he rushed forward. He barely stretched out his hand to grab the ball, but the ball rolled to the ground along the net as if it was cast by magic.

4:2
The coach on the sidelines clenched his fists suddenly, and his opponent's face became terribly gloomy.

He stared at Jianhua, his mouth twitching slightly, as if silently declaring war: "Next ball, you won't be able to score again."

Jianhua did not respond, but just wiped the racket gently, his eyes still focused.

Before the fifth goal, the air in the stadium seemed to be sucked out, leaving only the suppressed breathing of the audience and the squeaking sound of sneakers rubbing against the floor.

The opponent's fingers unconsciously rubbed the rubber surface of the racket, and the granular rubber under the fingertips made a slight rustling sound, like a sign of some kind of uneasiness.

At the same time, he bent his knees slightly, lowered his center of gravity, and locked onto his opponent's every subtle movement with his eyes like a hawk.

He noticed that Jianhua's shoulders were raised half an inch higher than usual, a sign of a high toss.

Sure enough, the next second, the ping-pong ball was thrown high into the air, drawing a dazzling silver line under the bright white light, like a falling meteor.

At the moment the ball fell, the opponent's wrist shook violently, the racket face cut at an angle, and the ball whizzed towards him with a strong reverse spin.

Jianhua's pupils suddenly contracted. The ball looked ordinary, but it turned strangely after touching the table, as if it was pushed by an invisible hand, and went straight to his backhand blind spot!

"It's a cut ball!" an informed spectator exclaimed.

In a flash, Jianhua's body reacted before he thought.

He pushed the ground hard with his left foot, and moved sideways like a cheetah. At the critical moment, his racket met the ball that was almost brushing past him.

The moment the rubber collided with the ball, he twisted his wrist and forced the out-of-control ball to follow a wide diagonal line, heading straight for the opponent's forehand corner!

"Good shot!" The coach punched hard on the sidelines.

The opponent obviously didn't expect that this ball could be saved. In a hurry, he could only take a step forward and make a violent backhand shot.

But the force of this hit was too great, and the ball flew straight into Jianhua's chest like a cannonball!

Jianhua did not retreat but advanced. He lowered his body and swung the racket upwards. The ping-pong ball drew a nearly vertical arc and brushed the edge of the net and flipped over!

"Tennis ball!" The audience exploded instantly.

The opponent's breathing became noticeably heavier and the veins on his forehead throbbed slightly.

Jianhua could feel that the other person was on the verge of emotional collapse, and this was exactly the moment he had been waiting for.

Agree that the opponent changed his strategy and no longer pursued tricky spins, but instead directly hit a high-speed running ball, trying to suppress Jianhua's reaction with pure speed.

The ball came like a bullet, but Jianhua's nerves had already been stretched to the extreme. His arms swung out like a whip, and with a clean backhand, the ball was returned at a faster speed!

"boom!"

The opponent barely blocked it back, but the quality of the return was extremely poor. Jianhua did not hesitate, took a step forward and rushed forward with a forehand!

The ping-pong ball hit the opponent's table like a cannonball, bouncing up with a terrifying spin. The opponent's racket just touched the ball and the ball almost flew out of bounds.

However, just when everyone thought the game would end without any suspense, the opponent's eyes changed.

His breathing suddenly calmed down, and there was even a hint of a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Shh!"

The moment the ball was shot, Jianhua's heart suddenly tightened.

The rotation of this ball is completely different from the previous ones!

The ping-pong ball drew a strange arc in the air, and after touching the table, it suddenly turned sideways as if attracted by a magnet!
Jianhua's steps were already in place, but the ball deviated from the predicted trajectory at the last moment, and his racket missed the target!
4:3
The audience was in an uproar.

"It's the 'snake serve'!" someone whispered.

Jianhua frowned slightly. This was the opponent's killer move, a serve whose direction of rotation was almost impossible to judge with the naked eye.

In the next few balls, the opponent seemed to have suddenly regained his form, using strange serves and fierce attacks to gradually close the score.

The atmosphere in the venue became tense again, and the originally one-sided situation became confusing at this moment.

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