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

Chapter 146 Xu Xin: This shot from behind is so cool!
"Da da da, da da da..."

When Chen Jin bent down, stretched out his left arm, and placed the ping-pong ball in his palm.

As the serve was about to begin, the entire audience immediately fell silent.

All eyes, like spotlights, were focused on the playing field.

Silence fell.

Toss the ball and draw the racket.

The moment the rubber touches the ping-pong ball, the fingers and wrists accelerate friction.

"laugh!"

Hook reverse rotation.

Falling into the right half of the stage on Lin Shidong's side.

With murderous intent flashing in his pupils, Lin Shidong did not hesitate and rushed onto the stage.

"Snapped!"

Compared to pulling the ball.

When charging onto the table, one mainly relies on the strength of the forearm and wrist.

The range of motion is relatively small, but the force is particularly concentrated.

The ball comes out very fast.

Like a tiger descending from the mountain, it crossed the net and rushed straight to Chen Jin's forehand diagonal corner.

Chen Jin obviously did not expect that Lin Shidong would be so decisive in taking the shot.

In a hurry.

It's like a blessing from the soul.

Chen Jin took advantage of the situation and made a quick forehand move.

This ball seemed a bit passive, but it was actually the result of conditioned firing accumulated from day and night training.

Counter-pull to the middle.

With some netting.

Lin Shidong's offensive rhythm was slowed down.

I wanted to pull it back, but I could only lift it lightly.

This gave Chen Jin an opportunity.

When masters fight, once the rhythm is disrupted, it can mean the difference between life and death.

The offensive and defensive situation was reversed in an instant.

Chen Jin quickly turned sideways, created space for the shot, and burst forward with his forehand.

"Slash?"

Lin Shidong took a quick glance at Chen Jin's movements and felt a chill in his chest, and made some predictions in advance.

He wanted to fly and pounce.

Little did he know that at the moment of hitting the ball, Chen Jin slightly adjusted his wrist and rushed in a straight line.

"!"

Lin Shidong knew he had been deceived.

Want to return to defense.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The ping-pong ball was like a flash of lightning, instantly penetrating Lin Shidong's left half of the table.

3: 1.

"luck."

Because the return ball just now hit the net, Lin Shidong's offensive rhythm was slowed down.

This allowed me to seize the opportunity and turn defense into offense.

Chen Jin raised his hand to express his apology.

Lucky shots such as those that hit the net or the edge of the net are inevitable in the game.

As long as it wasn't a crucial ball like 10:9, or four or five consecutive balls hitting the net or the edge, Lin Shidong wouldn't collapse with his mentality.

He walked to the left side of the table and reached out to wipe Hanhan.

Then, he caught the ball thrown by the referee.

"Chen Jin's forehand is not only fierce, but also varied. In the following balls, we should try to avoid his forehand."

Lin Shidong thought to himself, "Suppress his backhand as much as possible."

Think about this.

He turned his head and looked at Chen Jin.

See he is ready to receive the serve.

Forehand serve, left of center.

Chen Jin stepped forward, lowered his shoulders, raised his elbows, and twisted and pulled with his backhand.

This is the ball I've been waiting for!
"Snapped!"

Lin Shidong tore it apart with his backhand.

The sound is like thunder.

The small ping-pong ball, with its unstoppable force, blasted towards Chen Jin's backhand like a heavy artillery.

This ball reached its limit in terms of power, speed and curve.

It seems indestructible and earth-shattering.

"Fuck!"

Xu Xin couldn't help but exclaimed, "Little Stone's backhand tear is really exaggerated."

in the audience.

Witnessing Lin Shidong's explosive move, Coach Wu couldn't help but clench his fists.

To know.

Lin Shidong is the strongest of the new generation of national table tennis players.

The recent competition has been very fast.

Coach Wu also knew that Lin Shidong's backhand was particularly explosive.

Although he also trusted Chen Jin, Chen Jin had never fought with Lin Shidong before.

I don’t even know if Chen Jin can withstand Lin Shidong’s backhand attack.

This game is the best opportunity to test Chen Jin’s backhand!
Therefore, Coach Wu was particularly nervous.

But seeing Chen Jin finish the backhand twist, it seemed that he had already anticipated Lin Shidong's next move.

It felt like there were springs under my feet.

He jumped back lightly and retreated off the stage.

The body's center of gravity does not become loose because of the backward leap, but is always pressed forward.

Simultaneously.

Lower your legs into a squat position, tightening your leg muscles.

Keep your chest and abdomen tucked in, and your forearms and wrists slightly lowered.

All the strength in the body is like a full bow string, ready to be released.

A snap of the fingers is but a moment.

Between the lightning and the fire.

There was a deafening "pop" sound.

The ping-pong ball was like a meteorite from outer space, penetrating through the void and flying towards him.

"Well done!"

Chen Jin's eyes darkened slightly.

Kick your legs.

Turn your waist.

He used all his strength to hold back the incoming ping-pong ball and threw it backhanded.

"Snapped!"

The sound is as swift as thunder.

The force penetrates the bottom plate and tears off the diagonal lines.

"what?"

Lin Shidong's expression changed slightly.

His backhand rip was so powerful that it could split the sky.

I originally thought that even if I couldn’t break through Chen Jin’s backhand.

Chen Jin could only defend closely.

The initiative of attack is still in our hands.

But unexpectedly, Chen Jin actually took advantage of the situation to fight back.

The power, speed and arc were in no way inferior to the explosion he had just used!
more importantly.

The ball that Chen Jin tore back had a little more side spin than his.

Fortunately, during training, Wang Hao often served as his sparring partner.

I am quite familiar with dealing with the side spin of horizontal hitting with a straight blade.

He hurriedly retreated to the stage and defended himself with a board.

"Snapped!"

Chen Jin continued to tear with his backhand.

At this time, Lin Shidong had already retreated, and unwilling to be outdone, he took the opportunity to fight back.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

The two men stood in the middle of the table and fought backhand to backhand.

The power is getting stronger and stronger, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

Just a few seconds.

The backhand fight lasted for seven or eight rounds.

The crisp and rapid sounds of hitting the ball, like firecrackers during the New Year, echoed throughout the stadium, one after another.

The audience at the scene all exclaimed in amazement.

“What a strong backhand.”

With his eyes fixed on the screen, Xu Xin had already stood up, leaning forward, fists clenched, his face full of shock and tension.

"Hold on, hold on forward..."

"Pretty!"

"Fuck, they fought with their hands for more than ten times, and it's still unclear who's winning!"

"Little Stone couldn't help it anymore, so he switched to forehand and hit the ball in the middle!"

"Chen Jin pulls back!"

"Little Stone lost his position, jumped to the forehand, and hit a high ball!"

"Chen Jin is holding the board horizontally again!"

"A huge backhand shot from the baseline to the corner of Little Stone!"

"Is it finally gone?"

"Fuck!"

"Little Stone didn't give up, he took a big step and flew back!"

"Backhand blast!"

"Slash, got it!"

Chen Jin smashed the high ball hard into Lin Shidong's backhand.

At this time, Lin Shidong was in the forehand position.

I thought that with such a long distance, the ball was already won.

Unexpectedly.

Lin Shidong did not give up. With incredible pace and speed, he swung the ball backhand and actually hit it diagonally.

"It's over."

"Given Chen Jin's position, he has no time to defend the backhand position."

Just when everyone was thinking this, a miracle happened again.

Chen Jin's right arm suddenly turned and went from behind to the backhand position.

"Snapped!"

Return the ball in a straight line.

Chen Jin couldn't stop his momentum and turned around on the spot.

"what?!"

Xu Xin was stunned, his face full of disbelief, "Hitting the ball from behind?!"

To know.

Hitting the ball from behind is one of his trademarks!

Unexpectedly, this game happened again in Chen Jin's hands.

"Chen Jin must have known that I was watching his game, so he deliberately showed off his back-hitting skills in front of me."

Xu Xin opened his mouth wide, "The key is that after he hit the ball from behind, he turned around."

"Oh my god, this ball is so cool."

"One sucks the ball short, the other hits the ball from behind... After this match, if Chen Jin's fans don't skyrocket, it will be unforgivable!"

In fact.

The audience at the scene had already been conquered by Chen Jin's dashing behind-the-back shot.

There was constant applause and cheering.

As Chen Jin's opponent and background board, Lin Shidong scored twice, put his hands on his hips, looked at Chen Jin helplessly, and couldn't help laughing.

There were only five balls at the start, one short shot, one behind the back... I was almost numbed by Chen Jinxiu!

Coaches such as Liu Guoliang, Li Suo, and Wang Hao, who were sitting on the sidelines, also laughed.

I couldn't help but applaud enthusiastically.

"Chen Jin's backhand is pretty good. He fought against Lin Shidong's backhand and didn't lose."

Liu Guoliang laughed and said, "It forced Lin Shidong to switch to forehand attack."

When it comes to Lin Shidong's backhand, let alone the new generation of Chinese table tennis players, there are only a handful of players in the entire world table tennis world who can withstand him.

Especially the conflict between China and Taiwan.

not to mention.

Chen Jin is still a straight-blade player. When competing against horizontal-blade players, he will inevitably be at a disadvantage once he retreats from the table.

However, Chen Jin's backhand holding ability in the middle stage is not inferior to Lin Shidong.

No wonder Liu Guoliang laughed so happily, as if he had picked up some treasure.

"This last shot from behind will probably become a hot topic again."

Wang Hao smiled.

"Chen Jin's style of play can really earn traffic and ratings."

When Marin looked at Chen Jin, his eyes were full of admiration.

It’s a pity that he is the head coach of the women’s team.

For now, he can only watch Chen Jin from afar.

Mr. Wu finally cultivated a good straight-blade seedling, but unfortunately it fell into the good hands of this kid Wang Hao!
There was a sour feeling in Marin's heart.

Perhaps sensing Marin's resentment, Wang Hao turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

Not convinced?

A little bit~
Hit me if you dare, idiot!

"Whoo~"

Seeing that Chen Jin's backhand was not at all inferior to Lin Shidong in the middle-table confrontation, Coach Wu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A relieved smile appeared on his face.

"These two and a half years of training have finally paid off."

Coach Wu looked at Chen Jin with kindness in his eyes, "Now I can finally be a retired old man with peace of mind."

This time, at the request of Zhu Yuling, he came to Macau and returned to be Zhu Yuling's coach.

Unfortunately, due to various reasons, Zhu Yuling eventually fell in the quarterfinals and lost to Wang Manyu.

I guess Zhu Yuling has completely given up the idea of ​​making a comeback.

Today, we see Chen Jin competing with top players on a stage like the Macau Championship and becoming famous in one battle.

The wish to train another straight-blade player for the national table tennis team has finally been fulfilled.

From now on, Chen Jin had to walk his own path.

"There's only so much I can do as an old man."

Coach Wu suddenly took off his glasses and wiped his eyes.

Then, take a deep breath.

Continue watching the game.

1: 4.

Not affected at all by the loss in the previous ball, Lin Shidong changed his serve.

Hook.

"Ok?"

Chen Jin frowned slightly.

Step forward and swing briefly.

Unexpectedly, the rotation of this serve was miscalculated.

The return ball went high.

"Snapped!"

Lin Shidong was well prepared and challenged everyone on the stage.

Finally got one point back.

After looking at Lin Shidong and seeing him turn around and clench his fist and shout "Cuo Le", Chen Jin remained calm and walked silently to the referee's table.

I picked up the towel and wiped the sweat off my face.

4: 2.

Change sides to serve.

Chen Jin still hooks.

Whether it is the height of the thrown ball, the angle of the arc, the arm and body when touching the ball, and even the hair on the head, everything is clean and clear.

"change!"

At the moment of serving, Chen Jin shouted in his heart.

Unsurprisingly.

Lin Shidong's ball went into the net when he was playing short.

He pouted, looked down at the racket, and reached out to wipe it.

"Hey hey hey!"

"Boiled!"

Lin Shidong jumped a few times on the spot to cheer himself up.

Followed by.

Chen Jin continued to serve.

Hook shot as always.

The postures and movements seemed to be copied and pasted, without any changes.

Only the landing point has changed slightly.

To the right of the center line near the net.

This time, Lin Shidong's short control was strengthened a bit.

but,
Unexpectedly.

The return ball went high.

"!"

The moment Lin Shidong touched the ball, he reacted immediately.

Hastily retreated.

Welcome Chen Jin's explosive charge.

"Snapped!"

Chen Jin flicked his wrist and made a small triangle attack on Lin Shidong's backhand.

Unexpectedly, Lin Shidong's pace was extremely fast.

Rushing forward, he fired a explosive bomb with his backhand.

"Snapped!"

Penetrate through Chen Jin's middle road.

The ping-pong ball hit Chen Jin hard.

3: 5.

Chen Jin shook his head and muttered, "Young man, for a ball like this, you should be more ruthless when you hit it, and don't give the opponent any chances."

"OK, got it!"

For the next two serves, Lin Shidong changed to hook shots.

Fortunately, these two times, it became much clearer.

but.

Lin Shidong's attack was more resolute.

There are also more changes in landing points.

Soon, 5:5.

Lin Shidong equalized the score.

Afterwards, Chen Jin used his serving rounds and control on the table to limit Lin Shidong's chances of getting the ball.

Widen the score again.

5: 7.

"Xiao Shitou's table tennis is indeed not as good as Chen Jin's."

Xu Xin nodded and said, "Chen Jin's short swing and the change in the landing point caused Xiao Shitou to make a lot more mistakes."

"Xiao Shitou served, Chen Jin played short and controlled a small triangle on the forehand position."

"Little Stone can only do one high-hanging step."

“Pah, it’s gone.”

"This is how masters fight. If they don't fight you head-on, they can control you to death with the ball on the table."

"The key is that Little Stone has no choice but to drive the ball long."

"Little Stone is growing up secretly... You see, I said he could only force Chen Jin to do it by force."

"But Chen Jin's ability to get started is no weaker than your little stone."

"Chen Jin rushed with his forehand, and Xiao Shitou retreated and served back..."

"Chen Jin stood in the middle and near the table and pulled the ball, while Xiao Shitou pulled the ball in a straight line..."

"Chen Jin backhands and tears the diagonal line."

"Gone."

Xu Xin seemed to be feeling sorry for Lin Shidong, but the smile on his face never stopped. "Lin Shidong can't beat Chen Jin's forehand and backhand."

"Did you notice?"

Xu Xin turned his head and looked at Cheng Jingqi, "Lin Shidong retreated as soon as he pulled the ball, while Chen Jin always stayed in the middle or near the table."

"It is undeniable that Lin Shidong is very strong in mid-range and long-range play, but when you play against Chen Jin, retreating means being passive and you can't beat Chen Jin at all."

Cheng Jingqi nodded and said, "Yes, I think Xiao Shitou should change his strategy in the next game and play close to the table with Chen Jin to compete in speed."

"It's only 10:8, there's still a chance, why did it end up in the next round?"

Xu Xin smiled.

He just finished speaking.

Chen Jin scored a goal, 11:8.

Won the first game.

"Ok."

Xu Xin smiled bitterly, "You are a prophet."

(End of this chapter)