Dominate the badminton world

Chapter 152 Successfully Lost

"This round, try the main hook..." Du Pengyu sent the ball to Wang Yu's No. 2 area.

Seeing the badminton flying towards the outer corner of his front serving line, Wang Yu gave up pushing Du Pengyu's backcourt and played a regular rub.

"Your forehand rubbing is so comfortable, you really have to rub it." Seeing Wang Yu rubbing the ball, Du Pengyu cheerfully stepped forward with his right foot to the left front court, stretched out his racket, and hit the ball with his elbow outspinned.

bang~
The badminton was smoothly hooked by Du Pengyu to Wang Yu's left front court, Wang Yu moved with the ball, turned left and walked to the left front court, and somewhat passively picked the ball for Du Pengyu to his left back court.

Du Pengyu moved to the left back court step by step, took off with the racket, threw it out, hit a chop, and hit the badminton to Wang Yu's left half court.

This time Wang Yu was prepared and immediately took a step to the left, stretched out his racket to block the ball to Du Pengyu's right net.

Du Pengyu lobbed the ball to the net very fast, and when he had time to make a concealed movement of leveling the racket, at the moment of hitting the ball, he rubbed back a ball directly in front of the net for Wang Yu.

Let Wang Yu go back to the midfield and immediately push forward, so he can only reach out to pick Du Pengyu's right backcourt.

"Caught again..." Seeing that Du Pengyu moved quickly, Wang Yu immediately took the defensive action of catching the ball.

Du Pengyu jumped up and swung the racket out quickly.

boom!
The badminton was shot diagonally by Du Pengyu, and he hit the ball high and far, hitting Wang Yu's right backcourt.

"Your sister..." Wang Yu never expected that such a good offensive ball would be played by Du Pengyu in his right backcourt instead.

From the beginning of the game to the present, Du Pengyu seldom hits Wang Yu's right backcourt, which made Wang Yu subconsciously relax. In addition, this ball was obviously easy to kill. In this case, Wang Yu completely lost his guard and could only sideways. Came to the backcourt and hit a low shot.

When the ball was thrown to Du Pengyu's left front court, Du Pengyu was already waiting for the ball to come. When he saw Wang Yu running towards the net quickly, Du Pengyu pushed the ball to Wang Yu's left back court.

"It's time for you to perform a backhand lob again." Du Pengyu's expression moved slightly, watching Wang Yu run to the left backcourt with his back, and hit a backhand lob as expected.

Du Pengyu was waiting in front of the net, and it was his forehand again. He directly stretched out his hand to hook the ball, and hooked the ball to Wang Yu's left front court, and it passed the net.

Wang Yu hurried forward, but could only watch helplessly as the ball fell to the inside of the sideline.

"7-2."

"Come on, Du Pengyu!" The audience applauded and shouted along with it.

This ball was calculated by Du Pengyu from the very beginning, step by step to suppress Wang Yu's ball path, and at the end there was only one ball left, which happened to be his last hook to end the round.

"It's really not easy to fight." But Wang Yu didn't know how meticulous Du Pengyu's calculations were. He only knew that this round, he was always suppressed by the opponent.

"Hehe, after Wang Yu met top players, his shortcomings were magnified infinitely. Du Pengyu is not comparable to Wang Yu in terms of game experience or tactics."

"Yes, after nearly ten rounds, Du Pengyu won two points because of his mistakes. The gap between the two is as obvious as that between an adult and a child."

"What's there to say about this? For the first time participating in a competition, being able to win the runner-up is already against the sky. Don't you think he can really win the championship?"

Du Pengyu took the ball from Wang Yu and was thinking about how to play this round.

"Let's try fast break." Du Pengyu sent out a small ball to Wang Yu's No. 1 area.

Wang Yu gave up rubbing Du Pengyu's left hand in front of the net, and also thought about shifting the ball to Du Pengyu's right front court without following the routine.

Du Pengyu stepped forward, stretched out his racket, and quickly pushed and picked Wang Yu for a shot on the right backcourt, which made him passive after repeated attempts.

After seeing that Wang Yu was successfully beaten by himself, Du Pengyu started a fast break, first pushing Wang Yu's right sideline.

This time, as soon as Wang Yu returned to the midfield, he stretched out his right hand uncontrollably and pushed the ball back, causing Wang Yu's long-lost super reaction to appear.

Du Pengyu made a backhand, and then pushed the ball to Wang Yu's left line. Wang Yu immediately stepped to the left and blocked the ball backhand, but it happened to be in Du Pengyu's hand.

Du Pengyu was overjoyed, he pressed down suddenly with a shot, and pressed the ball back very quickly.

At this speed, it is difficult for ordinary people to react, and it is very likely that they will be hit by the ball, but what Wang Yu is most afraid of is chasing the ball.

The hyper-reactive passive was triggered again, his right hand was automatically retracted, the racket was blocked in front of him at an incredible speed, and the badminton was bounced back.

"Huh?" Du Pengyu let out a light snort, and subconsciously hooked the incoming ball, but unexpectedly the ball went out of bounds.

"The outside world."

"Change serve, 3 to 7."

"This kid's reaction is really innate." Du Pengyu took a look at Wang Yu, not daring to attack Wang Yu again.

Wang Yu served, and after several shots, Du Pengyu finally wanted to hit a high-quality front-net ball, but accidentally dropped the net.

"4-7."

Courtesy is reciprocal, and in the next round, Wang Yu also rubbed the net for a pat.

"Change serve, 8 to 4."

boom!
After Du Pengyu's calculations, Wang Yu was once again made passive, and could only pick the ball, and then seized the opportunity to rekill, killing the ball to Wang Yu's right half of the court, and Wang Yu blocked the net.

"9-4."

Then Du Pengyu created a backhand for Wang Yu. Wang Yu gritted his teeth and hit the backhand.

"Change serve, 5 to 9."

Wang Yu and Du Pengyu fought in front of the net, and finally Wang Yu missed the net when he was rubbing the ball.

"Change serve, 10 to 5."

Du Pengyu sent the ball to Wang Yu's No. 2 area. The ball was a bit high. Wang Yu, who was holding the racket, suddenly pushed Du Pengyu's face.

Surprised, Du Pengyu covered his face with his racket and ejected the badminton out of bounds.

"The outside world."

"Change serve, 6 to 10."

Wang Yu sent the ball to Du Pengyu's No. [-] area, which is the middle of the front serving line. Du Pengyu made a rubbing movement. At the moment of hitting the ball, his fingers suddenly exerted force and picked the badminton to Wang Yu's left backcourt.

Wang Yu was cheated by another shot, so he had to turn left and use a backhand. This time Wang Yu forcibly hung a slash and got off the net.

"Change serve, 11 to 6, intermission."

The two immediately walked off the field to rest, but Du Pengyu was obviously much tired, and Wang Yu looked relaxed.

After a while, the two quickly walked onto the field again.

"Continue to play, 11 to 6."

In the end, in the second half of the first game, Wang Yu tried hard to suppress the urge to use super prediction, successfully lost the first game, and probably knew his own level.

"At the end of the first game, Du Pengyu won, 21 to 12."

"If I don't use super-prediction, my level may be ranked in the middle of the second team. If I continue to train with international competitions, I am confident that I will soon reach the level of the first team." The future international competitions will be regarded as their own training ground.

Thinking of this, Wang Yu suddenly had a small goal.

"My goal is to win the championship of the international competition without using super prediction!"

"Phew~ I can finally use Super Prediction." Wang Yu walked off the field, took the ball bag, and exchanged fields with Du Pengyu.

Although Du Pengyu won one game against Wang Yu, he still dared not relax because he always felt that Wang Yu did not give his best in the first game.

"Why does it feel different from when playing in the team?" This is the question in Du Pengyu's mind.

(End of this chapter)