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

Chapter 154 Grand Slam draw! First round opponents revealed!

Although he said, "This ball depends on the feel, which is hard to describe," Ma Taki still shared his feelings and skills generously.

After communicating with Chen Jin, I found that the young man's passion for table tennis was very similar to that of the Anshan little horse back then.

Ma Long's interest was growing, as if he had opened the conversation box and couldn't stop.

In the end, just talking was no longer enough to satisfy Ma Taki.

Just start practicing with Chen Jin.

Forehand far-off-table pull, backhand-on-table tear...

Feeling the impact of Chen Jinzheng's backhand pull, it was like a tide. Before one wave passed, another higher and stronger wave came over.

Like endless green mountains.

Ma Long was surprised and delighted: "At such a young age, his forehand and backhand strength is comparable to that of the peak fat boy."

“No wonder he was able to beat Big Head and Little Stone and win the Macau Championship.”

For a while.

I am even more excited to see the prey and I can't help but feel itchy.

He intercepted the ball with his backhand, and Ma Long looked at Chen Jin with a smile: "Two games?"

"Okay."

Chen Jin was eager to learn from Captain Long.

Ma Taki is now thirty-six years old.

Be it physical strength, energy, or pace, they are no longer as good as they used to be.

However, his football skills have been honed to a higher level than before.

Just like Dugu Qiubai in the martial arts novel, when he reaches middle age, after the age of thirty, his heavy sword has no edge and his great skills are not skillful.

His increasingly sophisticated first three moves and techniques and tactics are his heavy sword.

Chen Jin knew that being able to learn from such a tactical master would definitely improve his own football skills.

Of course, this is just a friendly match.

No need to be as fierce and brave as in a real competition.

A few balls were hit.

There are wins and losses on both sides.

Ma Long looked at Chen Jin with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "This kid has very good skills and ideas in handling the ball on the table."

"He was decisive in his attack and his moves were tricky. He is indeed a strong opponent."

"Moreover, the fighting style is varied, absorbing and integrating Marin's tactics, Wang Hao's double-sided heavy artillery, and even Felix's speed flow."

the other side.

Chen Jin was equally impressed: "Many people say that Team Long's backhand is not good. Who spread the rumor?"

"Of course, Team Long's backhand is not as violent as Zhang Jike's. It wins in stability and precise control of the landing point."

"The speed of switching between forehand and backhand is very fast. Without consuming too much physical energy, there is almost no blind spot on the table. He is really worthy of being called a 'hexagonal warrior'."

"Coupled with his delicate control on the table, he can make up for his lack of physical strength and speed, and constantly adjust his tactics according to the changes in his opponent's playing style... A tactical master is a tactical master."

In this contest, the two were not just competing to see who wins or loses.

Instead, we communicate while playing.

The first two games were tied at 1-1.

In the third game, there were more technical exchanges between the two.

Sometimes we would stop and play a few more balls for exchange and discussion.

In just three games and more than forty minutes, it’s not over yet.

Xie Mingyang stood by, watching and listening to the two people's discussion silently, and also benefited a lot.

"What's the score?"

Ma Taki suddenly asked.

"what?"

Chen Jin was stunned for a moment, "I didn't count."

"I didn't count either."

Ma Taki smiled bitterly.

He still remembers the scores between the two players in the first two games very clearly.

But in the third game, I was too engrossed in the conversation.

I totally forgot what the score was.

Chen Jin and Ma Long turned their heads at the same time and looked at Xie Mingyang beside them.

"Uh……"

Xie Mingyang held his forehead with his hand, "I have no idea."

"Nine to nine."

Ma Long handed a training ball to Chen Jin, "You serve."

"Be serious and decide the winner."

Grabbing the ball, Chen Jin nodded: "Okay."

Toss the ball and lead the racket.

Backhand position, short side down.

Ma Taki made a short pass and returned the ball to the center line.

Chen Jin decisively chopped and rushed straight to Ma Long.

As if he had already anticipated where the ball would land, Ma Taki quickly stepped back half a step and rushed diagonally with his backhand.

Standing firmly on his feet, Chen Jin increased his strength and fought back.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

Between the lightning and the fire.

The two of them had been fighting each other for seven or eight rounds.

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

Sudden.

Glancing at Chen Jin's slight movement, Ma Long immediately had a thought in his mind: "He wants to change lanes!"

The mind has not changed.

Chen Jin indeed changed his tactics and quickly tore the straight line with his backhand.

The speed of the ball was as fast as lightning, hitting Ma Taki's forehand at a wide angle.

I thought Ma Taki had no choice but to give up.

After all, the ball changed its direction very quickly and at a very large angle.

At Ma Taki's current pace, it may be difficult to continue.

however.

To Chen Jin's surprise.

At this time, Ma Taki had a strong desire to win.

It was as if I was back in the final of the 15 World Table Tennis Championships in Suzhou.

Peak dragon possession!
Ma Long flashed, took two big steps together, and pounced with his right hand at an extremely fast speed.

"Snapped!"

Pull the diagonal line in reverse.

"nice shot!"

Chen Jin was still praising him in his heart.

Fly to the forehand and pull in a straight line.

Ma Taki pushed the ground hard with his right foot and started again.

Although he managed to save the ball, it was a high ball.

Even so, Ma Long remained fully focused and quickly retreated from the stage.

"Snapped!"

Chen Jin holds the straight blade horizontally and hits the ball diagonally.

The angle is larger.

This time, Ma Taki finally gave up the idea of ​​saving the ball.

10: 9.

Chen Jin continued to serve.

Ma Long made a small triangle in the forehand position.

Chen Jin stepped forward quickly, spun hard from under the table, and hit it with a board.

However, Ma Long still suppressed the board shape and rushed forward with one board.

Followed by.

The two of them took turns scoring a goal, and the score went from 10:10 to 16:16.

The winner is still unknown.

Just when Chen Jin wanted to continue serving.

Sudden.

A cell phone rang in the silent training hall.

"Whose phone number?"

Chen Jin was startled.

"not mine."

Xie Mingyang shook his head.

"It seems to be mine."

Ma Long's heart skipped a beat and he remembered about the cell phone, and quickly followed the sound.

Sure enough, it was his own cell phone.

Lying quietly on the ground, the screen is highlighted.

Pick it up and take a look.

"It's over. My wife called."

Ma Taki gasped, "It's almost twelve o'clock?"

Originally, the training was to end at 10:30.

If nothing unexpected happens, I'll be home by eleven o'clock.

I didn't expect that I would be so excited that it's already so late.

Walk to the side and answer the phone.

"Hey, wife."

"No, I'm in the training hall."

"Practicing with my teammates, I forgot about time."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah...be right back."

That’s all.

hang up the phone.

Ma Long smiled apologetically at Chen Jin: "It's too late, my family thought something happened to me."

"Then let's retreat." Chen Jin said with a smile, "We are almost there."

"Ah."

Blowing a breath on the racket, Ma Long wiped it carefully and said, "It didn't decide the winner this time. I hope to play a serious game with you in the Grand Slam, with all my strength."

"I also hope that."

Chen Jindao.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

After quickly packing up their things, the three of them left the training hall together.

Watching Ma Long's car drive out of the General Administration, Chen Jin was full of admiration: "With Team Long's competitive state, I think he can play for at least another ten years."

In his 20-year professional career, Ma Taki has won so many honors that he is definitely worthy of the title of "God of Table Tennis".

however.

The reason why Ma Taki became a "god" is not just because of honors such as "Super Grand Slam", "Double Circle Grand Slam" and "Half Step Three Circle Grand Slam".

What's more, even though he has so many honors and achievements, he still maintains the heart of an apprentice and is still constantly looking for ways to hone and improve his skills.

"Captain Long is thirty-six this year, right?"

Xie Mingyang whispered, "It's rare for someone of this age to be able to maintain this state in an environment like the national table tennis team."

In fact, players such as Wang Hao and Wang Liqin had already retired when Ma Taki was his age.

However, Ma Taki won the championship in the Table Tennis World Cup in the first half of the year.

Such a competitive state is amazing.

“Age is not an athlete’s biggest enemy.”

Chen Jin said, “I hope that in addition to this Grand Slam, I will have the opportunity to continue to see the Dragons play in other arenas.”

He said this, but he knew it very well in his heart.

Perhaps, what will ultimately defeat Ma Taki is not age, injury, or the opponent.

But he never had the chance to play in the game again.

The night is deep.

The General Training Administration was silent.

The dim street lights stood upright, reflecting the slanting wind and drizzle.

Like cigarettes lit in the dead of night, burning a hole in the darkness.

Two young men, walking side by side.

……

9 month 25 day.

The qualifying draw results are out.

Xie Mingyang was placed in zone 8/8, and his first-round opponent is Huang Youzheng.

"Huang Youzheng once played for the Bayi team, and his coach at the time was Coach Wang."

Chen Jin also had some understanding, "Later, the Bayi team was disbanded, and he joined the Beijing team. He was selected for the second team last year."

"Ah."

Xie Mingyang nodded, "I know him. I just played against him in the first half of the year."

"What a coincidence?"

Chen Jin smiled and said, "Who wins?"

"Three to zero, I won."

Xie Mingyang said calmly.

"Then there won't be any problem this time."

Chen Jindao.

"of course."

Xie Mingyang is full of confidence.

The next day.

The BJ Grand Slam qualifiers officially started at Shougang Park.

However, the match between Xie Mingyang and Huang Youzheng was arranged a little late.

It didn't start until nine o'clock in the evening.

By the time the game was over, it was already half past nine.

When Xie Mingyang returned to the dormitory, Chen Jin even got there before him.

Seeing Chen Jin coming back from the cafeteria with two midnight snacks, he invited him warmly.

Xie Mingyang frowned slightly: "Why don't you ask me how the game went?"

"Do I still need to ask?"

Chen Jin raised his phone and said with a smile, "I've already watched the replay."

"Three to one, that's a good fight."

"Especially the ball at 9:8 in the second game, it had a bit of Zhang Jike's domineering twist."

Hear the words.

Only then did Xie Mingyang sit down and have a midnight snack with Chen Jin.

"Who will be tomorrow's opponent?"

Chen Jin asked.

"Ricardo WALTHER, Ricardo Walter."

Xie Mingyang said.

"I know 'Ricardo M. Lu', but I have never heard of Ricardo Walter."

Chen Jin put an octopus ball into his mouth.

"He's a veteran of the German team."

Xie Mingyang said, "Compared to Boll, Ocharov and Francesca, he is not as famous, but he is still very strong."

"Have you looked up his information online?"

"Ah."

"How does it feel?"

“We will definitely win!”

A sharp light flashed in his dark pupils, and Xie Mingyang seemed to be sure of victory.

For him, this BJ Grand Slam is the best opportunity to prove his strength.

Even though I can't become famous in one battle like Chen Jin, I have to try my best anyway to let the coaching staff see my strength.

This will give you more opportunities to participate.

If we can't even get past the qualifying round, what chance do we have?

"Come on, drink this bowl of maocai soup."

Chen Jin smiled and said, "I wish you success in tomorrow's competition."

"Don't talk about maocai soup."

Xie Mingyang glanced at it indifferently, and saw a few chili peppers floating in the bright red soup. "Even if it's hot pot soup, it's useless if it dries up."

"why?"

Chen Jin was stunned for a moment.

"because……"

Xie Mingyang said calmly, "My competition will be the day after tomorrow."

Chen Jin: "..."

the next day.

Qualifying rounds continue.

Half past two in the afternoon.

Top table tennis players from all over the world gathered together just to draw lots.

Although the qualifying round has not been completed, the list of players who will advance to the main competition has not yet been announced.

But, it's not a big problem.

All we need to do is leave eight vacancies, wait for the qualifying list to be released, and then conduct a round of draw to settle the matter.

Before the draw, the organizers specially invited Sichuan Opera face-changing performances.

The theme of this lottery also includes elements of Sichuan Opera.

soon.

The women's singles draw results are out.

Next came the draw for the men's singles main draw.

Together with Ma Taki and others, I sat in the back row, eagerly waiting.

These days, we have been training together and have become more familiar with each other.

Unlike in the Macau Championship, Chen Jin sat alone and couldn't even say a word.

"Chen Jin."

Ma Long turned his head and asked, "Is there any opponent you want to meet in this competition?"

Before Chen Jin could answer, Liang Jingkun said, "I guess it's Felix."

"Brother Kun is awesome."

Chen Jin gave a thumbs up and said, "Besides everyone here, the person I want to fight is Felix."

"I would like to fight with you and have a fight."

Ma Taki laughed.

That night, the friendly match between the two ended in a draw.

Let him never forget it.

"I want, too."

Chen Jin was also full of expectations, "It all depends on the result of the draw."

According to the draw rules, the seeded players were first arranged in different halves.

In the end, Felix, as the third seed of the tournament, was drawn into the upper half, zone 3/8.

Ma Taki is in the lower half, zone 7/8.

"Different half?"

Chen Jin frowned secretly, "In this case, if I want to compete with these two, I have to wait until the finals."

“I don’t know which half I’ll be in.”

However, no matter which half he is in, Chen Jin can accept it.

This Grand Slam saw the gathering of many top players.

Even more coincidental.

Since Qiu Dang and Chuang Chih-Yuan withdrew from the competition due to injuries, the probability of him competing with different players has increased a lot.

His biggest wish is to be able to compete with top masters.

As the draw continues.

Sudden.

When Chen Jin heard his name, he was startled.

I couldn't help but stretch my neck.

"Chen Jin."

I heard the host slowly say, "First round opponent, Felix Lebrun."

(End of this chapter)