Table tennis: Swinging the racket billions of times, achieving a grand slam

Chapter 113: One Man Makes an Army

11: 8.

The big score is 2:2.

Xie Mingyang won the fourth game safely.

Drag the game into a deciding game.

In this way, Xie Mingyang and Matsushima Terusora fought hard for four games and are now back on the same starting line.

Next, the winner will be decided in one round.

Under such heavy pressure, what is tested is not only hard power, but also mentality.

No matter who wins this game, it will be a test of their mentality, just like gold forged in fire, and they will definitely reach a higher level.

off the field.

Coach Anxi talked incessantly and eloquently.

Based on his observation of Xie Mingyang's playing style and combined with Matsushima Terusora's technical characteristics, he was arranging tactics for Matsushima Terusora for the final game.

"In the last two balls of the fourth game, the opponent clearly strengthened the control on the table, thereby limiting your chances of success."

"His style of play is not your strong point, so don't get too entangled with him. You must drag the game into the rhythm of topspin confrontation as soon as possible..."

Matsushima Terusora wiped the sweat off his face and listened quietly without saying a word.

He knew very well that at this point, tactics were important.

But, more importantly, behind him, there is Coach Anxi cheering him on.

But let’s look at Xie Mingyang.

But he was alone, sitting outside the venue, feeling lonely and isolated.

It’s like the blind swordsman Zatoichi, sitting in a tavern, with no one around, silently wiping his sword.

Xie Mingyang slowly peeled a banana, took a bite, and stared at the table in the arena, lost in thought.

In his mind, however, things were spinning like a windmill, constantly thinking about the next strategy.

"Doesn't he have teammates and a coach?"

Matsushima Teru was puzzled, "Why does he want to fight alone?"

He clearly remembered that in a previous game, Xie Mingyang even invited Chen Jin to be an off-court coach.

But this time, Xie Mingyang fought alone.

Many times, the tactics arranged by off-field coaches may not work.

But still indispensable.

Because off-field coaching also carries the responsibility of encouragement and companionship.

"This is the quarterfinals. The winner advances and the loser eats dust. How dare he be so arrogant?"

Matsushima Terusora was a little confused.

The mind has not changed.

Soon, he suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Could it be that Mr. Xie Mingyang is deliberately trying to use this match with me to sharpen his mentality?"

"If that's true, then Mr. Xie Mingyang is truly a formidable yet respectable opponent."

Matsushima Terusora narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Xie Mingyang from afar, and was immediately filled with awe.

In the Neon team, his playing style and his achievements have made him regarded as the successor to Tomokazu Harimoto.

I have played a lot of games since I was young and met many opponents.

But there are not many opponents whom he can truly admire, and they can be counted on one hand.

However, the young Chinese player who he was facing for the first time was enough to make him look at him with new eyes.

"But it's respectable."

Matsushima Terusora's eyes flashed with brilliance, "The winner of this match must be me!"

……

in the audience.

Chen Jin looked at Xie Mingyang's back and couldn't help but worry for him.

The deciding game of the quarterfinals is the biggest test of the players' mentality.

Once you can't hold it back anymore, it will burst out.

The key point is that this is their first time participating in such an international event.

If we lose the final game, I'm afraid there will be a shadow in my heart from now on.

"It depends on how Xie Mingyang adjusts himself."

Chen Jin thought, "If I can pass this level smoothly, whether I win or lose, it will be a good thing for Xie Mingyang."

While having dinner in the room last night, the matter of "off-field coaching" was mentioned.

Xie Mingyang could have invited Chen Jin to be his off-court coach for this game, just like he did last time.

However, Xie Mingyang did not do so.

Chen Jin had already guessed what Xie Mingyang thought about this game.

"In the quarterfinals, there is another good opponent, which is perfect for honing one's mentality."

"But if you get out of control, it can be dangerous."

However, since it is Xie Mingyang's own choice, no one else has the right to interfere.

At this moment.

Sudden.

Hearing a creaking sound from the two seats next to him, Chen Jin turned his head to look.

They were Li Qian and Zhang Jiahao.

"Brother Jin, how is the game going?"

Zhang Jiahao approached Chen Jin and tried to put his arm around his shoulder. "Will Xie also be eliminated from the quarterfinals?"

"Ok?"

Chen Jin frowned and distanced himself from Zhang Jiahao with a look of disgust on his face, "You changed your clothes but didn't take a shower?"

"what happened?"

Zhang Jiahao deliberately raised his arm, exposing his armpit, and said with a chuckle, "Brother Jin, today I will teach you what it means to be truly manly."

"roll!"

Chen Jin tried his best to avoid it, "Whose manliness is as pungent as yours, like an onion that burns the eyes?"

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

Zhang Jiahao sniffed his armpits curiously.

"Ugh~"

The smell made him almost burst into tears, so he quickly put his arm down.

"How's the battle going?"

Li Qian asked.

"The score is 2-2, the deciding game will begin immediately."

Chen Jin was neither hurried nor slow.

"The tiebreaker?"

Li Qian took a deep breath and couldn't help rubbing his palms vigorously, "Is it so exciting?"

There was a hint of nervousness in her eyes when she looked at Xie Mingyang.

Although the goal of this competition is to make it into the top 16.

But now that we have come to this point, Li Qian naturally hopes that the team can achieve better results.

Chen Jin has made it to the semi-finals, if Xie Mingyang can also make it to the semi-finals...

"Originally I just wanted to dream of one semi-final, but if I could really dream of two, that would be awesome."

The more Li Qian thought about it, the more nervous he became.

In the deciding game of a serious match, there is no such thing as a tiebreak or tiebreak.

However, whoever gets five points first will exchange venues.

The break is over and the game begins.

In the deciding game, Matsushima Terusora instead of playing it safe fought more and more fiercely.

Xie Mingyang, on the other hand, was more calm, focusing on control and landing points, restricting his opponents and waiting for opportunities to counterattack.

This style of play is obviously somewhat passive.

This resulted in a disadvantageous start and the opponent beat us 0:4.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiahao clenched his fists, his eyes spitting fire, and couldn't help cursing: "Xie, you are the real deal! You were a rat in your previous life, right? You played so cowardly in the final game?"

"Fuck, it's a chance ball, but you're still rubbing it, you're rushing towards him!"

He was even more excited than when he was playing on the court, and completely forgot that he and Xie Mingyang were incompatible and had conflicts in their horoscopes.

"Don't get excited."

Chen Jin glanced at Zhang Jiahao and said, "Although Matsushima Terusora won these few games, his wins were awkward."

"Moreover, Matsushima Terusora's speed-fighting style of play gets faster and faster as the fight progresses, which depends a lot on the player's condition."

"In such a crucial game, if there is a mistake, the mentality will definitely be wrong. As long as Xie Mingyang can seize this opportunity, he can make a comeback."

While talking.

Matsushima Terusora serves.

He served a short forehand ball sideways.

Since he holds the racket with his left hand, the ball has counter-spin for Xie Mingyang.

Xie Mingyang was not in a hurry. He gently swung the racket following the rotation of the serve.

It was placed just in the small triangle on the right half of the stage of Matsushima Terusora.

It was exactly the backhand position of Matsushima Terusora.

This ball landed in a tricky spot.

Matsushima Terusora hurriedly stepped forward and hit the ball with his backhand.

The quality of the return ball is not ideal.

"Chance!"

Xie Mingyang suddenly became murderous, lowered his waist and hips, and swung his racket forward.

"Snapped!"

The force penetrates the bottom plate and bursts into a straight line.

No matter how fast Matsushima Terusora's steps were, he was unable to save the ball in time.

Xie Mingyang finally scored a point.

4: 1.

However, Matsushima Terusora is still leading by three points.

(End of this chapter)