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

Chapter 150: Double straight battle! Strength gap! Macau Championship, win the championship!

Training in the afternoon.

In addition to the regular forehand and backhand training, Chen Jin is also trying to digest and absorb the techniques taught by Wang Hao and Ma Lin.

In fact, Marin's serve was fine.

It’s not difficult to master the skills.

The difficulty lies in how to coordinate with the changes in landing points and use them flexibly to achieve a surprising victory.

During the meal, Marin also said: "When it comes to serving, you can't always serve the same ball. You have to change it up in a game."

"Topspin, backspin, side spin, no rotation, forehand, backhand hook, high throw... There are one or two serves that you often use in the game, and you also have a killer move that can turn the situation around once you use it."

For example, Ma Taki’s high toss serve.

Generally speaking, it is rarely used.

Unless you are behind in the score or the game is tense and need to adjust the rhythm, you will occasionally toss the ball high.

The same principle applies to Marin's "Flying Swallow Returning to the Nest" serve.

As for Wang Hao's backhand underspin, it is a technique that can be used frequently in competitions.

however.

Chen Jin tried for a long time, but still couldn't find the feeling that perfectly combined friction and impact.

It is even more impossible to be like Wang Hao, who seemed to do it effortlessly, easily and freely.

“Why does it always feel wrong?”

Chen Jin frowned slightly and kept fine-tuning the posture and movements of his hands.

But in the end it was not as expected.

"Have you seen the Jackie Chan movie "The Baby Project" where they learn to pick locks?"

Xie Mingyang said slowly, "If you can even feel the hair, then you can open any lock."

"And now you just need to go through countless training sessions to feel that strand of hair."

"So, don't rush, take your time."

Chen Jin smiled slightly: "I understand."

"Come again."

Holding the ball-picking tool in his hand, Wang Hao personally helped the two people pick up the ball.

Listening to the conversation between the two, the corners of his mouth curled up and a smile appeared.

This move is the result of my decades of straight-blade horizontal hitting skills. If you can learn it in such a short time, that would be incredible!

wow-

After pouring all the training balls into the basin, Wang Hao crossed his arms, looked at Chen Jin, and reminded him, "You can slowly think about this ball later. Your most important task now is to win the game tonight."

Before yesterday, who could have imagined that a new player who had just made it into the second team could actually make it all the way and defeat two national table tennis generals, Wang Chuqin and Lin Shidong.

Who would have thought that the final of the Macau Championship would be a rare double straight battle that only happens once in a decade!

"Fifty-eight years."

Wang Hao was filled with emotion, "Finally, I can see the two straights fight again on such a high stage."

Moreover, one of them is a straight-blade player of the national table tennis team.

Time flies like a white horse passing by.

In Wang Hao’s memory.

The last time there was a two-man battle of this level was at the end of 12, at the ITTF Grand Finals.

He lost to Xu Xin with a big score of 0:4.

Two years later, he retired.

The double straight-blade battle in the men's singles final at the 08 Olympics became the pinnacle and classic of straight-blade technology.

"I hope Chen Jin can win this match tonight and announce to the world that the straight-blade of the Chinese team is finally coming back as the king."

There seemed to be a sharp light flashing in his eyes, and Wang Hao turned his gaze and glanced at Qiu Dang next door.

at this time.

Qiu Dang and Francesca, who lived not far away, took advantage of the break to wipe their sweat while watching Chen Jin's training.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The deafening sound of the balls hitting the ground, like firecrackers during the New Year, was endless and echoed throughout the entire stadium.

Qiu Dang took a deep breath and said, "Chen Jin's forehand and backhand are of really high quality."

Yesterday, he was present at the scene and watched the semi-final match between Chen Jin and Lin Shidong from beginning to end.

I was deeply impressed by the scene where Chen Jin and Lin Shidong fought hard with their backhands.

Qiu Dang was shocked at the time: "This is sixteen years old?!"

It is hard to imagine that a 15 or 16-year-old boy with a straight-blade can compete with top straight-blade players in backhand shots from mid-range and long range without losing the upper hand at all.

It can even give the opponent an advantage.

They are both straight blades, and they are both played horizontally, so why is there such a big difference?
With Qiu Dang's playing style, backhand sideways hitting is mainly defensive.

Look for offensive opportunities while maintaining solid defense.

Like a shield held by a soldier.

In contrast.

Chen Jin's backhand is another extreme.

It was a fierce attack.

Like a spear held by a soldier.

Whether the shield is thick or the spear is sharp, the answer will only be revealed in tonight's final.

"Patrick, you've fought with Chen Jin before, right?"

Qiu Dang asked.

"Correct."

Francesca smiled bitterly, "Not long ago in Lima."

As the top seed of the Lima regular challenge tournament, he was swept out by Chen Jin in the semifinals.

I originally thought that in this Macau Championship, as they were in the same upper half, they might meet again and I could get my revenge.

But Francesca unfortunately lost to Zhao Dacheng and was eliminated in the round of 16.

In contrast, Chen Jin not only eliminated Zhao Dacheng, but also made it all the way to the finals.

"Qiu, in this final, I hope you can carry my will and avenge me."

Francesca pressed Qiu Dang's shoulder and said, "Although I know it's difficult, please try your best."

"It's difficult?"

Qiu Dang frowned, "Do you think I'm no match for Chen Jin?"

"Ah~"

Francesca sighed, "I can only say that you two have different fighting styles, and Chen Jin's fighting style is more fierce."

He is a teammate of Qiu Dangnai and they often practice together. He is very familiar with his playing style.

However, he had fought with Chen Jin once and knew very well how terrifying Chen Jin was.

What's more terrifying is this.

I watched the match between Chen Jin and Lin Shidong yesterday. Chen Jin's backhand seemed to have improved again.

"Qiu, don't blame me for being too frank. In terms of strength, perhaps you are really no match for Chen Jin."

At this point, Francesca suddenly changed the subject and said, "But isn't the charm of competitive sports to challenge the impossible?"

"So, Qiu, just be yourself and don't be afraid of your enemies."

Hear the words.

Qiu Dang was greatly encouraged and nodded, "I understand."

"In tonight's game, I will keep a low profile and give it my all."

……

7 p.m.

The women's singles final starts on time.

Sun Yingsha versus Wang Yidi.

It was another civil war to decide the first and second place.

Also attracting much attention.

However, Chen Jin, Xie Mingyang and Wang Hao were too busy to watch the game live.

After the women's singles final, the men's singles final will follow.

Accompanied by Wang Hao and Xie Mingyang, Chen Jin warms up in the training hall.

Knowing that this was Chen Jin's first time participating in a competition of this level, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

As an off-field coach, Wang Hao naturally shoulders the responsibility of psychological counseling.

"The final is just a game, don't let yourself get caught up in it."

Wang Hao reminded, "Keep a normal mindset and play normally."

"My opponent Qiu Dang, I feel very calm and not nervous at all with Coach Wang, the master of horizontal hitting, sitting outside the court."

Chen Jin smiled.

Time flies by little by little.

Eight o'clock.

The women's singles competition has not ended yet.

The staff came to notify the waiting room.

Pack your backpack hastily.

"come on."

Xie Mingyang said.

"Ah."

After clapping hands with Xie Mingyang, Chen Jin followed Wang Hao, carrying a backpack, and went backstage.

A little before eight twenty.

The women's singles final is finally over.

On the hot search list, the term "Sun Yingsha wins the championship" instantly became a hot topic.

What followed closely was "Chen Jin VS Qiu Dang, a battle between the two straight players."

Channel C live broadcast.

Even the official media got involved and gave advance notice.

"A two-straight battle, how many years have we not seen this? In my lifetime."

"This video takes you back to the double straight blade battle in the men's singles final of the 08 Beijing Olympics, the pinnacle of straight blades, an eternal classic~"

"After Xu Xin retired from the national team, our national table tennis team finally had another straight-blade player standing out."

"In today's table tennis competitions, all players use horizontal rackets. In the era of big balls, straight rackets are doomed to fail... I don't know how long Chen Jin can hold on."

"Come on Chen Jin, fight for the rise of the Chinese table tennis team! Fighting~"

……

at the same time.

Douyin.

Many people flocked into Xuperman’s live broadcast room.

"What's going on?"

Even Xu Xin himself was shocked, "Why are there so many people in the live broadcast room today?"

He had just finished commentating the women's singles final and took a look at the popularity of the live broadcast room, which barely broke 100,000.

But now.

In just a few minutes, the popularity of the live broadcast room suddenly soared to 30,000 or 40,000.

Moreover, the momentum is strong.

"Tonight's men's singles double straight battle, you must watch Brother Xin's commentary."

"Brother Xin, when can you fight Chen Jin?"

"Come on, Chen Jin, and help the Chinese national table tennis team regain the title of 'No. 1 straight board in the world'."

"I have been an amateur straight-blade player for 20 years, so I have to support it."

……

The barrage of comments was like a tide, making Xu Xin dizzy.

"I go!"

Xu Xin smiled until he was numb. "The popularity of my live broadcast room tonight has broken the historical record."

“Thanks to Chen Jin for bringing me popularity.”

"If I continue on this path, it won't be long before I can become a big anchor like Fang Bo."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Although he was joking, he had a firm idea in his mind.

Do whatever it takes to sign Chen Jin and make him Xuperman's athlete!

By then, it will be hard for Xuperman not to be popular!
Back then, didn’t Zhang Jike save the entire butterfly by his own efforts?

Eight twenty.

The lights in the stadium suddenly dimmed.

The camera is aimed at the entrance of the stadium.

The inspiring music and the passionate bilingual opening remarks filled the entire venue.

"Friends, the exciting moment has finally arrived and the competition is about to begin."

Xu Xin clapped his hands and focused his eyes on the screen. "The contestants are on stage."

"The first to appear is... Chen Jin!"

"With this height, this look, this image... this isn't a competition at all, it's clearly the world's top male model walking on the catwalk."

"Every move he makes is graceful and elegant..."

Cheng Jingqi beside him said with a smile: "Brother Xin, even if you praise him so much, Chen Jin can't hear it."

"It's ok."

Xu Xin smiled and said, "Let's cut this live broadcast and play it on loop when Chen Jin comes to our Xuperman Arena."

Talking and laughing.

Chen Jin and Qiu Dang have both entered the venue.

The audience applauded like the tide of Qiantang River.

"Chen Jin!"

"come on!"

Many people shouted.

In response to this, Chen Jin looked around and frowned secretly.

The stadium is not the entertainment industry. There are too many fans, so it is easy to form a fan club.

Of course, he is not against the commercialization of table tennis.

But this kind of fan circle-style commercialization is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst.

Take your mind back.

rest area.

As an off-field coach, Wang Hao had been waiting for a long time.

"How about it?"

Wang Hao smiled and said, "There are so many people cheering for you here. Are you a little nervous?"

"Fortunately."

Chen Jin looked calm.

"That's good."

Knowing that time was running out, Wang Hao said sternly, "Hit harder, be aggressive, and suppress Qiu's counterattack."

"His defense can't stop your offense."

Before this, many main players of the national table tennis team had played against Qiu Dang.

What's more, Wang Hao himself is a top figure in straight-blade and horizontal hitting, and his understanding of straight-blade and horizontal hitting is beyond the reach of Qiu Dang.

"clear."

Chen Jin nodded.

"come on!"

Wang Hao patted Chen Jin's back gently.

immediately.

At the referee's reminder.

Chen Jin trotted into the venue holding a towel.

Shake hands with Qiu Dang.

Toss a coin to guess who will go first.

Chen Jin got the serve.

After adjusting his jersey and tucking it into his shorts, Chen Jin picked up the racket that had been placed on the table.

He breathed in and wiped it gently.

Sparring.

"Qiu's party's backhand is mainly defensive, but it is not completely offensive."

"She handles the ball very delicately and her wrist is flexible. She often looks for opportunities to sway or flick the ball at a large angle to the baseline."

"Mainly in the middle and near table, with forehand and backhand quick attack, and slightly weak in the middle and long table."

"Besides, he is tall and strong, so his movement speed is relatively slow."

These are what Chen Jin concluded after watching Qiu Dang’s past games last night.

"Since we are all using the straight blade to hit horizontally, let's have a try at hitting horizontally."

"Let's see whether your defense is better or my offense is better."

Two minutes of sparring is over.

The game officially begins.

The whole place was quiet.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two athletes in the arena.

Qiu Dang immediately leaned down and stared at Chen Jin with sharp eyes.

"Da da da, da da da..."

Toss the ball.

Lead the beat.

Chen Jin hooks the ball.

Right of center line.

Qiu Dang quickly stepped forward and used the delicate touch of the straight racket to gently swing short.

This ball was perfect in both its arc and landing point.

Prevent the other party from taking the initiative.

Chen Jin swung back.

Instantly.

In the process of going back and forth, the two of them had already fought four or five balls on the table.

The landing point, arc, rotation... seem soft and weak on the surface.

But in fact, every ball contains murderous intent.

Seeing that the game was at a stalemate, Qiu Dang finally lost his patience.

Take advantage of the opportunity on the right half of the stage.

Trying to twist with your forehand.

However, he underestimated the quality of Chen Jin's short play.

Although he fought lightly with Qiu Dang for four or five balls on the table, his wrist control was extremely delicate and the rotation increased instead of decreasing.

Qiu Dangchi went online.

1: 0.

"Chen Jin's table tennis is so good?"

As soon as they started to play, Qiu Dang realized that Chen Jin was also very good at handling the balls on the table.

I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve results if I want to compete with Chen Jin in table tennis with my tactical style.

the other side.

Chen Jin thought to himself, "Qiu Dang is indeed the best at handling the ball on the table among all the opponents I have ever met."

"I may not lose if I fight him on stage, but it won't be easy either."

"I still follow Wang's instructions."

"Hit harder and hit more often."

Think about this.

Chen Jin had already thought of the tactics for the next ball.

Still a hook serve.

Same posture, same movement, as if nothing has changed.

But, it is a ball that does not spin.

Qiu Dang thought it was a backspin and hit it short again.

It was placed at half height.

"Oops!"

Qiu Dang's face changed drastically.

Hastily retreated.

"Snapped!"

Chen Jin attacked decisively and charged with his forehand.

The ping-pong ball flew towards Qiu Dang's forehand at a wide angle like lightning.

Great power and great speed.

Qiu Dang's steps were a little slow and he failed to save the ball.

0: 2.

"It was also a hook serve, but Chen Jin's serve was quite clean."

Qiu Dang reached out and patted his cheek, a little annoyed, "What are you doing? This is the final, keep your eyes on the ball and don't be distracted."

This scene.

Xu Xin was amused: "Chen Jin's serve was good and clean, but Qiu Dang actually got eaten by the serve."

"I guess he wanted to play short with Chen Jin, and he was caught by Chen Jin."

"Okay, it's Qiu Dang's turn to serve."

"It should be a sideways one."

"Send Chen Jin's right half of the stage."

"Chen Jin is short."

"Qiu Party swings back."

"Chen Jin rubbed the middle road and half came out."

"Qiu's party rushed forward... it was there, and then it was gone."

Xu Xin smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Qiu Dang's forehand quality is not good."

"Compared to the little stone from yesterday, it's totally not on the same level."

"Chen Jin tore it back easily."

Although there were only three balls at the beginning, it was obvious that Qiu Dang was not in good shape.

The speed of recovering the ball could not keep up with Chen Jin's counter-tearing.

0: 3.

Qiu Dang served again.

Side down.

Right half of the stage.

Chen Jin stepped forward to grab the position and twisted and pulled in a straight line.

Qiu Dang hurriedly took a half step back and blocked the attack with his backhand.

This is the technique he is best at.

At this time, Chen Jin twisted and pulled, and quickly adjusted his position.

Seeing that Qiu Dang was defending a straight line, it was exactly his forehand position.

How could I easily miss the opportunity that comes to my door?

"Snapped!"

Forehand burst.

A powerful and powerful ball.

Qiu Dang was secretly surprised.

Between the lightning and the fire.

He pushed his body forward, holding down the board tightly, trying to block the ball.

however.

When the ping-pong ball hit the racket, Qiu Dang realized how terrifying Chen Jin's forehand attack was.

Can't help it!
There's no way to prevent it!
"Snapped!"

Before Qiu Dang could react, the ball flew out.

"Chen Jin's forehand is really explosive."

Party leader Qiu let out a breath of foul air, "No, we can't give him a chance."

"Try his backhand."

Although he knew that Chen Jin's backhand was equally violent, he had never experienced it himself, so how could he give up easily?

What's more, changing the direction of the ball into a straight line with the backhand is Qiu Dang's unique skill.

With this unique skill, it may be possible to defeat Chen Jin's backhand!

During the first fight with Chen Jin, Qiu Dang was constantly looking for a way to break the impasse.

4: 0.

Chen Jin hooked a ball from the center line.

This time, Qiu Dang no longer played short, but went straight for the long one.

Chen Jin rushed forward with his backhand.

To be on the safe side, Qiu Dang let go and defended the diagonal line and made an extra pass.

Chen Jin took the initiative to fight back.

Originally, Qiu Dang had already stood firmly on his feet and was planning to change direction.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jin's ability to fight back was beyond imagination.

"Snapped!"

Qiu Dang failed to hold it down.

The ping-pong ball flew out of bounds again.

5: 0.

"what's the situation?"

Qiu Dang frowned, "It seems that Chen Jin hasn't exerted much strength yet, and I can't even stop his backhand?"

Originally, I thought that the match between him and Chen Jin was a contest between spear and shield.

Until this moment, Qiu Dang finally understood.

One's own defense is indeed a shield.

Moreover, it was a rotten wooden shield.

As for Chen Jin, his attack was not a spear at all.

It's clearly a cannonball!

"They are both horizontal hitting with a straight blade, but is the difference in attack so huge?"

Qiu Dang was somewhat discouraged.

The key point is that the other party is just a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old!

at this time.

Wang Hao sat on the sidelines, his arms folded across his chest, looking relaxed: "At the start, we were 5-0... Chen Jin played even more easily than I thought."

"However, Qiu Dang is no ordinary person. It depends on whether he can fight back."

It turns out.

Under Chen Jin's fierce attack.

The Qiu party was completely powerless to fight back.

soon.

They lost the first game 2:11.

It took less than six minutes.

"Is the first game over?"

Xu Xin spread his hands, with a question mark on his face, "I guess Chen Jin is thinking, the world's second-best straight-blade, is this all?"

“It’s simply a human-machine massacre bureau.”

Cheng Jingqi laughed and said, "Qiu's party was beaten so badly that they had no way to deal with it."

"Qiu Dang's forehand and backhand attacks can't penetrate Chen Jin at all, but Chen Jin's forehand and backhand can easily break his defense."

Xu Xin said, "How can we fight this?"

"The two of them are not even in the same weight class."

Not only Xu Xin.

Hot search square.

The scene was also boiling.

"This is the world's second-ranked straight blade??? It doesn't look that good."

"Where's the promised war between the two? I saw the two, but what about the war? Is a one-sided massacre also called a war?"

"Chen Jin: You fell down before I even used any strength."

"Could it be that... the straight blade of the Chinese national table tennis team is really going to rise this time?"

"Call Felix here! I told you to call Felix here!"

"It is Chen Jin's responsibility to restore the glory of the straight-blade board."

"Question first, then believe. After all, this is only the first round. What if Qiu's party suddenly explodes?"

"Look at Wang Hao's expression when he was talking to Chen Jin. The corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than AK... Wang Hao said, I used to play with a straight-blade horizontal bat, and you were still wearing open-crotch pants. You want to beat my disciple? Dream on."

……

Wang Hao in the camera looked relaxed and was planning the tactics for the next round with Chen Jin.

"very good."

"Just like the first game, play the next game this way and you'll win."

"You don't have to compete with him inside the table. Just give him long balls and let him get to the ball. He can't get through you anyway, and he can't defend against you."

"If he dares to pull you back, just rip him apart without any hesitation."

"Well played, keep it up."

"Try to finish the get off work within half an hour."

"Pay attention to connection and continuity."

Wait until Wang Hao finishes saying this.

I looked up and saw that there were still more than 30 seconds left of the one-minute rest time.

If it were another player, such as Liang Jingkun, they would rest between games and arrange tactics, and would regret that one minute was too short.

But for Chen Jin, thirty seconds was more than enough.

"If possible, I would rather just be Chen Jin's off-court coach in the future."

Looking at Chen Jin's back as he slowly walked onto the court, Wang Hao sighed in his heart, "This is so damn easy. I can live at least ten more years."

Of course, this is just his wishful thinking.

"time."

Until the referee reminded.

Only then did Qiu Dang take the towel and jog back to the field.

With the encouragement of the coach, we finally came out of the shadow of the disastrous defeat in the first game.

"The coach was right. I was too cautious in the first game."

Qiu Dang's eyes flashed with tenacity, "In the second round, we must take more shots."

"With my strength, it is indeed difficult to pull through Chen Jin."

"But there are many ways to win. Why should I go head-to-head with him?"

"Locking point adjustment is my strong point."

The reason why he can stand out in the European table tennis world is because of his three unique skills.

Delicate control on the table, steady backhand defense, and large-angle adjustment of landing points.

In the first game, he tried table control and backhand defense.

But they were cracked one by one by Chen Jin.

What remains is to adjust the landing point at a large angle.

After all, he also uses a straight-blade tennis racket, and the flexible use of his wrist is suitable for changing lines.

"If I can't even beat Chen Jin with this, then I guess I have no chance of winning this match."

Take a deep breath.

Qiu Dang forced himself to come out of the shadow of losing the first game.

"Hohoho hahahahaha..."

Qiu Dang jumped a few times on the spot.

Then he leaned down and served the ball with his forehand.

Using flexible wrists to adjust the landing point, there is nothing wrong with this tactical style of play.

However, Qiu Dang overlooked one point.

Chen Jin also has a straight board.

His ability to adjust the landing point is definitely not inferior to anyone.

In fact, compared with the Qiu Party, it is even worse.

Qiu Dang's adjustment of landing points is basically in line with his playing style, which is mainly based on close defense.

It is a case of using the opponent's force to counter attack.

Not much power, not much speed.

Unlike Chen Jin, who can actively exert force on forehand and backhand while still taking into account the adjustment of landing point.

Be it speed, strength, or even angle, it is definitely beyond Qiu Dang's reach.

soon.

The score was 1:8 again.

Qiu Dang had a helpless look on his face, as if he had no desire to live and felt like he had run out of ideas.

"It's over."

A trace of despair arose in Qiu Dang's heart.

The fighting spirit that had been accumulated with great difficulty was crushed by Chen Jin and dissipated in an instant.

"Even the maneuvering of the landing point is no match for Chen Jin."

What can he do facing such a monster?
He is also desperate!

Qiu Dang's coach was sitting outside the court and had a clear view of Qiu Dang's expression.

He crossed his arms across his chest, frowning.

Just when he was about to stand up, he asked Qiu Dang for a timeout so that he could change the rhythm of the game.

More importantly, adjust your mindset.

however.

Qiu Dang noticed the coach's actions and shook his head slightly, indicating that there was no need to pause.

He knew very well that the current situation could not be solved by just a pause.

But the gap in strength between himself and Chen Jin is too big.

It is better to suffer a short pain than a long one.

The sooner you die, the sooner you will be reborn.

"Relax and enjoy the game."

Qiu Dang kept comforting himself, "It is my honor to be able to compete with such a master."

"Also, I can learn a lot from Chen Jin's fighting style, which will be beneficial to my future technical improvement."

Thinking of this, Qiu Dang felt a lot calmer.

"Whoo~"

Take a long breath.

Qiu Dang serves.

Forehand position.

Backspin.

Chen Jin takes a short step forward.

Qiu Dang directly poked a long ball to Chen Jin from the left half of the table.

Chen Jin lifted the board high.

At this time, Qiu Dang obviously strengthened his upper hand, trying to fight with Chen Jin for the topspin ball.

Backhand is no longer passively defended.

Instead, he stood close to the stage and used the force to counterattack.

The tactics are fine.

In the semi-final match between him and Gao Chengrui, the second game was also a fierce fight.

Successfully won the game.

Unfortunately.

The opponent he faced this time was not Gao Chengrui.

But it’s Chen Jin.

When facing a fierce fight with his opponent, Chen Jin's usual approach is to fight violence with violence.

You are fierce in fighting, but I am fiercer than you!
Besides, Chen Jin's hand weight and footwork are not comparable to Qiu Dang's.

Second round.

11: 2.

There was no suspense and Chen Jin won again.

"The gap in strength is too big."

Seeing Qiu Dang walking off the field with a frustrated look on his face, Xu Xin couldn't help but sigh, feeling a little sorry for Qiu Dang, "Qiu Dang has completely run out of tricks. It would be torture if he continued to fight."

"Unfortunately, there is no surrender mechanism in table tennis."

"Otherwise, I guess Qiu Party would want to vote 15 by now."

"A mere Qiu Party member is not enough for Chen Jin to fight against."

"Maybe if Felix comes, he can still struggle."

Xu Xin turned to look at Cheng Jingqi, "By the way, why didn't Felix participate in the Macau Championship this time? Was he eliminated long ago?"

"It seems like he withdrew from the competition."

Cheng Jingqi said.

"Retired?"

Xu Xin showed a look of regret on his face, "Fortunately this kid ran fast enough."

“I hope that in the next match, Chen Jin can meet Felix and have a real double straight contest.”

"Logically speaking, the Qiu party was able to make it all the way to the finals, so their strength must be no problem."

"But I met Chen Jin."

"Chen Jin is an expert in straight-blade play, and with Wang Hao..."

Xu Xin smiled bitterly, "Don't talk about Qiu Dang. If I were him, and met the combination of these two people, to be honest, I don't know how to fight."

With Wang Hao's understanding of straight-blade horizontal hitting and Chen Jin's strength in straight-blade horizontal hitting, they are playing against a straight-blade horizontal hitting player who is mainly defensive.

From the very beginning, there was almost no suspense in this game.

Just at this time.

The live broadcast of the game was given to Liu Guoliang, Li Suo and others.

Seeing that Qiu Dang was suppressed by Chen Jin and had no temper, Liu Guoliang smiled and said, "It seems that our national table tennis team can really revive and make a comeback this time."

"But don't be too confident."

"Although Chen Jin defeated Wang Chuqin, Lin Shidong and others this time, there are still many masters who have not fought against each other."

"Let's not talk about our national table tennis team, just the external players, Zhang Benzhihe, Felix, Hugo, Duda... all of them are not easy to deal with."

"It all depends on what happens when Chen Jin meets these people."

Besides.

What he cared more about was whether he could make Chen Jin the second Zhang Jike, Ma Long or Wang Chuqin.

At the same time, it is unknown what Chen Jin’s ability to sell goods will be in the future.

Think of this.

Liu Guoliang narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Jin.

But Chen Jin had already stepped onto the court, ready to start the third game.

I don’t know what kind of old chicken soup the coach gave Qiu Dang.

Back on the field, Qiu Dang seemed to be renewed, full of fighting spirit, and his eyes became much more determined.

After all, I have played for several years, so I can adjust my experience and mentality in time.

At the beginning of this game, Qiu Dang completely gave up the style of playing inside the table and close defense.

Backhand twist, forehand rush.

Much more decisive.

The fight became more fierce, which actually opened up some of the situation.

After one round, the score was 11:5.

Although we still lost the game, we also played some wonderful goals.

At one point, he and Chen Jin formed a forehand counter-attack in the middle of the court.

Even won a goal.

The morale of Qiu's party was briefly boosted.

Unfortunately, the score had only risen by less than half, and the next ball was torn apart by Chen Jin's backhand and suppressed again.

The overall score is 3:0.

"This game is okay."

Qiu Dang's mentality was much better than in the first and second games. "At least we won three more points. It's a cause for celebration. Let's keep up the good work."

He is known as the "second best straight-blade player in the world", but now that Chen Jin has made him have such thoughts, there is nothing he can do about it.

"There's only one round left, and we have to fight him hard."

Qiu Dang gritted his teeth and said, "We can lose the game but not the battle."

What's more, the opponent is only one step away from winning the Macau Championship.

I guess your mentality will also fluctuate.

After all, no matter how strong the opponent is, he is just a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.

It was my first time participating in such an international competition, and it was inevitable that I was excited as I saw I was about to win.

"Perhaps, this is my last chance to turn the tables."

Qiu Dang thought to himself, "As long as I can turn the tables in one game, the opponent's mentality will explode, and I can completely reverse the situation."

In my mind, I have already thought of the script of how I can make a comeback and win the championship.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became.

however.

When he played the fourth game with Chen Jin, he found that Chen Jin's mentality was much more stable than he had imagined.

There was no fluctuation at all.

The playing style is still fierce.

What made Qiu Dang complain even more was that Chen Jin fought more decisively in this round.

The score was soon opened.

2: 10.

Knowing that there was no hope of turning the situation around, Qiu Dang relaxed as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

Before serving, he smiled at Chen Jin.

Chen Jin was stunned at first.

Then, he understood Qiu Dang’s thoughts.

Wait for Qiu Dang to serve.

Chen Jin lightly picked up the ball and put it high to Qiu Dang.

The two walked around the court, playing exhibition ball.

For a while.

The whole audience cheered and was excited.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Xu Xin smiled and said, "Qiu Dang finally gave up struggling, and he felt much more relaxed."

"Does this familiar performance ball remind you of something?"

Cheng Jingqi smiled.

But Chen Jin and Qiu Dang were seen attacking and defending, running around the stadium.

Finally, they returned to their respective sides.

As Qiu Dang gently touched the ball, it landed on his own table.

competition is over.

Instantly.

Countless applause and cheers, like a tide, surged towards Chen Jin.

champion!

The world focuses on you!

Chen Jin raised his hands high and embraced the victory.

at the same time.

Wang Hao outside the field was even more excited than him. He had already jumped up, clenched his fists and roared.

After many years, the Chinese national table tennis team finally won an international champion again!
the other side.

Qiu Dang also breathed a sigh of relief, and walked towards Chen Jin with a smile on his face.

"Congratulations."

Qiu Dang stretched out his hand.

This match was a crushing victory of strength.

He was convinced of his defeat.

"Three grams of oil."

Chen Jin shook hands with him and gave him a gentle hug.

Followed by.

After shaking hands with the two referees and Qiu Dang's coach, he returned to the rest area.

Even from a distance, Wang Hao had already opened his arms and greeted him with a smile: "You played well."

"The straight-blade of our national table tennis team really has a chance to rise again this time."

But seeing Chen Jin looking around, Wang Hao was a little surprised, "Who are you looking for?"

"Coach Wu."

Chen Jin said softly.

This time he participated in the Macau Championship, he wanted to be there and ask Coach Wu to witness his winning moment.

He always felt that half of the glory of this championship belonged to Coach Wu.

"Stop looking for it."

Wang Hao patted his shoulder and said, "Mr. Wu went back early this morning."

"what?"

Chen Jin was stunned when he heard this, "Coach Wu went back?"

The words were not finished.

Wang Hao interrupted and said, "Go interview first."

At this point, the champion interview was already prepared.

"Ah."

Chen Jin nodded.

Take a deep breath.

Walk slowly towards the interview area.

　The plot is finished, but 1K is left...

　　+3K tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)