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

Chapter 123: A bombshell! Dako's exaggerated backhand!
"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

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The crisp, loud and rhythmic sounds of the balls hitting the balls kept echoing in the huge training hall.

Looking at Xie Mingyang who was swinging his racket like a knife and sweating profusely, Zhang Jiahao stood on the left half of the table, blocking with his backhand and feeding the ball to Xie Mingyang out of boredom.

Although he was in the training hall, his heart had already drifted to the competition field.

"I wonder how Brother Jin's game went?"

Zhang Jiahao was a little nervous, "Did you beat that Francesca?"

There were not many people practicing in the training hall at this time, and it seemed a bit deserted.

Apart from Zhang Jiahao and Xie Mingyang, there were only three tables of people left.

At one of the tables is Dako Yochik, who will be going to the mall to compete with Xie Mingyang for a ticket to the finals.

As for others, such as Huang Yancheng and Matsushima Terusora, they had all been eliminated and had not returned home yet. Most of them went to the stadium to watch the match between Chen Jin and Francesca.

"It's such an important match, but I'm not here to watch. What if Brother Jin loses?"

Zhang Jiahao was very upset. "Damn it! They asked me to practice basketball with this dumb guy. It's so boring."

He was a chatterbox, and when he practiced basketball with Chen Jin, he kept talking like a machine gun, and his speed was no slower than that of his practice ball.

Now, facing Xie Mingyang, a sullen man who couldn't say a word for a long time, he just concentrated on practicing basketball.

After two or three hours, the two of them had barely spoken ten sentences.

This made Zhang Jiahao extremely bored.

In addition, I didn’t know how Chen Jin’s game was going, and I felt like I was being scratched by a cat, and I felt increasingly uncomfortable.

Zhang Jiahao tried to escape several times by pretending to go to the bathroom, leaving Xie Mingyang alone and quietly running to the stadium to watch the game.

But they are also concerned about the rules of the national table tennis team.

What if Xie Mingyang complained about me, saying that I had no sense of team honor and refused to practice with my teammates?

When you return, you will definitely be punished.

There is even the possibility of being directly sent back to the provincial team.

I have finally made it into the national second team. If I get rejected, how can I face all those aunts and uncles at home in the future?

In desperation, Zhang Jiahao could only suppress his impulse and stay to continue serving as a sparring partner.

Just like that, every second seemed like an age.

Finally I made it through more than half an hour.

I saw people who had watched the game returning to the training hall in groups of three or four.

They were talking to each other, seemingly still eager to get more done, and seemed to be discussing the match between Chen Jin and Francesca.

"Is the game over?"

Zhang Jiahao's heartbeat quickened involuntarily, he felt both excited and scared, "Who won?"

Unfortunately.

He could understand what none of the people who came back said.

at the same time.

Although Xie Mingyang seemed to be concentrating on practicing, he was actually very concerned about the results of Chen Jin's game.

Keep your ears open and listen carefully.

"Did Chen Jin really win?"

Xie Mingyang felt a little relieved.

In her first international competition, she was able to advance to the finals by defeating table tennis masters like Francesca.

Needless to say, its value is extremely high.

"Chen Jin, wait for me in the finals."

Xie Mingyang's eyes were sharp, "Wait until I defeat Darko Jochik, and then I'll meet you in the finals!"

If he can really defeat Darko Jockey K in the upcoming semi-finals, he will meet Chen Jin in the final.

I'm afraid the entire world of table tennis will pay attention to these two rising twin stars.

Knowing that Chen Jin had advanced to the finals, Xie Mingyang glanced at Zhang Jiahao and saw that his face was full of nervousness and anxiety, but he did not say anything.

"Where's Brother Jin?"

Zhang Jiahao looked around and asked, "Why haven't you come back yet?"

"Isn't it true that I lost?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, my brother Jin is invincible."

Just when Zhang Jiahao was feeling anxious and having wild thoughts.

Finally, I saw a familiar figure appear in the training hall.

"Master Li!"

Zhang Jiahao was overjoyed.

How could he have the heart to practice with him? He immediately threw away his racket and rushed forward.

"Master Li, where is Brother Jin?"

Zhang Jiahao asked hurriedly.

Looking around, there was no sign of Chen Jin.

Only Li Qian came back.

"He's in the lounge showering and changing."

Li Qian smiled.

"What about the competition?"

Zhang Jiahao was a little impatient and asked in a deep voice, "Did Brother Jin win?"

"Look at the corner of my mouth. It's harder to suppress than an AK. Don't you understand?"

Li Qian smiled.

The implication couldn't be more obvious.

"Won?"

Zhang Jiahao was ecstatic and even more excited than when he made it to the finals.

He suddenly hugged Li Qian tightly and shook him hard: "Awesome!"

"Brother Jin, awesome!"

Li Qian was strangled by him and almost suffocated. Even his brain was about to come out: "Let me go, I can't breathe~"

Zhang Jiahao then let go of his hand, but his excitement was evident on his face.

At this moment.

Xie Mingyang also put down his racket, picked up a towel, wiped his sweat and said, "Chen Jin made it to the finals?"

"Ah."

After such a long time, Li Qian still couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth, smiling like a daisy, "Three to zero, sweeping Francesca."

"Francesca was beaten so badly that she had no chance to fight back."

Before the game, according to his prediction, Chen Jin could at most win one game against Francesca.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was Francesca who struggled to win.

To know.

Francesca is the top seed in this Lima station.

world ranking, surpassing Darko Jockey K.

Since Chen Jin was able to sweep Francesca in the semi-finals, he has a great chance of winning tomorrow's final even if he faces Dako.

"Fuck!"

Li Qian was very excited, "Can I really dream of becoming a champion?"

As the team leader of this competition and the off-field coach of the men's team, before setting off, he didn't believe that any of Chen Jin and the other two would be able to make it to the finals.

And the task assigned to him by his superiors was only to reach the top 16.

It is obvious that the higher-ups are not optimistic about Chen Jin and the other two.

But these three guys are determined to make themselves famous.

One made it to the quarterfinals, one made it to the semifinals, and one made it to the finals.

"If Xie Mingyang can defeat Darko Jockey and meet Chen Jin in the final, then our national table tennis team will have really found a great treasure this time."

Two new players who had just joined the national team participated in international competitions for the first time. They defeated two European stars, Francesca and Darko Joczyk, respectively and met in the final.

Such an explosive scene should at least be ranked in the top ten hot searches and promoted vigorously!
Of course, the match between Xie Mingyang and Dako Yochik has not yet been tested.

A loan before the game, a bad sign.

Li Qian quickly pulled his thoughts back and said to Xie Mingyang, "Your match will start in half an hour."

"How is it? Do you have the confidence to defeat Dako and meet Chen Jin in the finals?"

Xie Mingyang nodded and said in a low voice: "No matter who is standing opposite me, I will do my best to knock him down."

“Although Dako’s world ranking is lower than Francesca’s, his ability is no less than Francesca’s.”

Li Qian said seriously, "Especially his backhand, which is a bomb with great power and speed. Few people can defend against it."

"Dak is good at backhand, so his playing style is almost all based on backhand."

"When playing against him, you either have to withstand his first backhand shot or you have to limit his backhand."

Listen quietly to Li Qian's technical analysis of Darko Jockey Club.

In Xie Mingyang's mind, he kept thinking about the tactics for the match against Darkojoch.

"There's still nearly half an hour left, you can practice for a while longer."

Li Qian grabbed Zhang Jiahao who was trying to sneak away, "But don't use too much force, just keep the feel."

Under the supervision of Li Qian.

Zhang Jiahao had a sad face as he continued to practice basketball with Xie Mingyang.

After a while, Chen Jin, who had taken a shower and changed his clothes, finally arrived at the training hall.

"Brother Jin."

Zhang Jiahao was like a kindergarten kid who suddenly saw his parents after school. He almost jumped up with joy. "I heard you made it to the finals?" "Are you surprised?"

Chen Jin smiled calmly.

"Not surprising, not surprising."

Zhang Jiahao showed some regret on his face, "It's a pity that I didn't go to watch the game in person."

"Xie Mingyang will play later, so we can go and watch together."

Chen Jin smiled.

"cut!"

Zhang Jiahao looked disdainful, "Who wants to watch his game?"

Although he said this, he eventually sat in the audience with Chen Jin.

Xie Mingyang vs. Darko Yochik.

"Brother Jin, who do you think will win or lose in this game?"

Zhang Jiahao asked.

"Hard to say."

Chen Jin shook his head, "But I think Dako will have the upper hand."

As a triple champion in Europe, Darko Jockey’s ability is unquestionable.

Especially the backhand, which can only be described as "exaggerated".

Even Ma Taki did not dare to challenge him.

In the previous Doha finals, Darko Jockey had a battle with Fan Zhendong.

Although Fan Zhendong narrowly defeated Darko Jockey K with a score of 3:2 in the end, the win was very difficult.

If Darko Jockey can really continue his previous game form, Xie Mingyang's strength may not be able to withstand it.

"how about you?"

Zhang Jiahao asked, "If you play against Darko Jockey, can you beat him?"

Chen Jin just smiled and didn't answer.

At this moment.

Sudden.

Three tall figures appeared in the audience seats not far away.

Chen Jin turned his head and looked.

One of them was Francesca, with whom he had just fought.

Like Chen Jin, he changed his clothes and came to watch the game between Xie Mingyang and Darko Jockey Club.

Francesca obviously also noticed Chen Jin in the audience, smiled slightly and nodded.

Then, he and his two teammates found a seat and sat down.

"Who?"

Zhang Jiahao asked curiously.

"Francesca."

Chen Jin smiled.

"Oh."

Zhang Jiahao glanced at Francesca and said, "Brother Jin, your defeated opponent actually looks like this."

"you……"

Chen Jingang wanted to scold him.

at this time.

The music blasts and the lights flash.

An excited male voice echoed throughout the stadium.

Although I couldn't understand what he was saying, I could at least guess that he was making the opening remarks for the game.

After all, it is the semi-finals, so the sense of ceremony should still be there.

Otherwise it would be more like a makeshift team.

Shortly after.

In the host's shout.

Darko Joczyk was first to appear on the field, standing to the left of the referee.

Then it was Xie Mingyang.

"After all this chatter, I finally understood three words."

Zhang Jiahao held his forehead and said, "Brother Jin, do you think we should practice English like Captain Long did?"

"Let's talk about it after you've achieved some results."

While talking.

The music pauses.

The lights returned to normal.

When the coin was flipped, Darko Jockey got the serve.

The two returned to the sidelines.

Taking advantage of this short break, Li Qian reminded: "I have always said that Dako's backhand is powerful, but you have to understand that Dako is not only good at backhand."

“His forehand strength should also not be underestimated.”

"The first time I played against Darko, after I went up there, in the first few balls, you could feel Darko's intensity."

"If you can't hold on, change tactics immediately, give the opponent more long balls in the middle, and limit the opponent's initiative."

"Do you understand?"

Xie Mingyang nodded: "Understood."

"We can withdraw when necessary, but we can't just withdraw blindly."

Li Qian said, "Pay attention to continuity and connection!"

The pre-match break is over.

Xie Mingyang and Dako returned to the court and started practicing forehand and backhand.

Although they were at a certain distance, Chen Jin still stared at Dako's movements intently.

"He is tall and strong, and his power is heavy."

Chen Jin frowned secretly, "Xie Mingyang is a bit difficult to fight."

Of course, the competition is not just about technical prowess.

There is also the ability to read the game, control the details of the game, and the ability to adjust on the spot.

"It all depends on how Xie Mingyang adjusts and adapts during the game."

The mind has not changed.

The sparring between the two on the field has ended.

The game officially begins.

Darko Yoczyk served first.

It was their first encounter and they were not familiar with each other.

Therefore, the first serve is more conservative and mainly for testing.

Short ball down the middle.

Xie Mingyang quickly stepped forward and swung back to the right of the opponent's center line.

Without waiting for him to recover.

"Snapped!"

There was a deafening sound of a ball hitting the ground.

Like thunder.

Darko Jockeyk suddenly fired a backhand shot that went straight through Xie Mingyang's backhand.

"what?"

Xie Mingyang's expression changed slightly.

He never expected that Darko Jockey would act so decisively.

What I didn't expect was that the opponent's backhand was so exaggerated.

Xie Mingyang asked himself that although his shot was short and had some flaws, it was not that bad.

I thought Dako was just an internal troublemaker at best.

Unexpectedly, Dako started with a backhand bomb.

He gave a show of force right from the start, which made Xie Mingyang a little dazed.

"Fuck!"

In the audience, Zhang Jiahao was also stunned. "What kind of backhand is this?"

"Can this kind of ball explode and score?"

Chen Jin nodded slightly: "Well, this backhand is indeed a bit exaggerated."

However, this ball was actually due to Xie Mingyang's careless handling.

The arc and rotation of the swing back are a little careless.

For Chen Jin.

The game in front of him is his best opportunity to study Dako.

Therefore, Chen Jin watched every ball closely, fearing that he would miss any details.

Even replaying the simulation in my mind.

"For Dako's backhand, the most important thing is to defend the first shot. As long as I can defend it, I will be no less powerful than him in the subsequent shots."

"Forehand pull, pretty normal, about the same as Francesca."

"Hmm? There's something about his forehand and backhand serve..."

(End of this chapter)