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

Chapter 170 Xiang Peng: I can’t beat him! I really can’t beat him!
4: 11.

3: 11.

The overall score is 0:2.

Rest.

Xiang Peng sat alone on the sofa, his eyes out of focus, staring at the high dome of the venue, lost in thought and with a worried look on his face.

The sweat that had just been wiped off emerged from the forehead like soybeans, and slid down the cheeks.

"Can't beat it!"

Xiang Peng kept thinking about the match with Chen Jin in his mind. He wanted to shout out loud on the spot, "I really can't beat him!"

Although before the game, he was ready to face difficulties.

After all, in recent times, Chen Jin's momentum has been extremely strong and no one can stop him.

However, after two games, Xiang Peng realized that his preparations were obviously not sufficient.

Chen Jin’s strength is even stronger than he imagined!
You know your own business.

Xiang Peng is well aware of the characteristics of his own playing style.

Table control and backhand are not his strong points at all.

Therefore, he had already planned his own tactics for the battle with Chen Jin.

During the game, I always remind myself to move sideways more and use my forehand advantage to open up the situation.

however.

Xiang Peng seemed to have overlooked one thing when formulating his tactics.

Chen Jin is a straight-forward person.

Forehand attack is the forte of straight-blade tennis.

For ordinary straight-blade players, their forehand attack is mostly strong in the middle and near table.

Once you retreat, all your advantages will be gone.

But Chen Jin is different.

Central and far-flung Taiwan, central and far-flung Taiwan, bombing the entire Taiwan.

Xiang Peng's forehand has no advantage at all compared to Chen Jin's forehand.

What made Xiang Peng feel even more terrified was...

Logically speaking, it is impossible to take into account both the forehand and backhand of a straight-blade.

For example, Xue Fei, as one of the few straight-blade players in the national table tennis team, can indeed compete with the horizontal-blade backhand with his backhand.

Unfortunately, he lost the forehand, which is the most important part of the straight-blade game.

In the big ball era, the backhand determines the lower limit, while the forehand determines the upper limit.

On the other hand, Chen Jin is a powerful weapon with both forehand and backhand.

Xiang Peng once played in the French league. Facing those backhand monsters in Europe, he could still break through the siege with his strong forehand.

Chen Jin's backhand is not inferior to the European backhand monsters, and is even stronger.

Xiang Peng knew that with his backhand, he was no match for Chen Jin.

So, he attacked Chen Jin's backhand with his forehand.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jin not only used his backhand to counter Xiang Peng's proud forehand, but also was able to gain the upper hand.

To know.

Forehand is the foundation of Xiang Peng's life.

Now, he can’t beat the backhand of a straight-blade player.

Xiang Peng couldn't help but doubt his life: "As a horizontal blade, why is my backhand worse than that of a straight blade?"

"Is Chen Jin a straight-forward person, or am I a straight-forward person?"

Xiang Peng had no words to express his pain.

He couldn't win the fight on the table, he couldn't win the backhand, and even the forehand was no match for his opponent.

After two games, they were quickly defeated.

Even Xiang Peng himself didn't know what tactics to adopt in the third game.

After thinking about it, there are only four words in my mind: "Just fight, is there any way to surrender?"

Just when I was stunned.

At this moment.

The referee's voice sounded: "Time."

Xiang Peng stood up immediately, his eyes showing a hint of determination.

"Since we can't win anyway, we might as well enjoy the game and do our best."

Besides, I am already satisfied with my ability to qualify for this Grand Slam.

In addition to singles, there are also doubles matches waiting for me.

Since I can’t win the singles title, I’ll try my best to become the champion in doubles!

Think of this.

Xiang Peng's mentality became much more relaxed.

With brisk steps, he walked towards the stadium.

"Hohohahahaha..."

Xiang Peng jumped a few times on the spot, then stood in the backhand position and bent down.

However, because he has a forehand advantage.

The stance is slightly different, with the left leg slightly forward so that he can better move sideways to attack.

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

Placing the ping-pong ball in the palm of his hand, Chen Jin remained silent for a moment, then threw the ball vertically without any cover, and made a short hook shot to the side.

Right of center line.

With Xiang Peng's backhand, even if the ball was served to his backhand, he would not dare to twist it rashly.

What's more, the landing point is on the right half of the table.

Xiang Peng took a step forward, with the board slightly upright to offset the side spin, and lightly cut with his forearm, swinging short.

The landing point was also Chen Jin's forehand half-table.

Chen Jin swung back.

But the delicate control of his hands is far superior to Xiang Peng.

Set up the opponent's small triangle on the left half of the table.

The arc is low and the angle is tricky.

Face this swing.

Xiang Peng had already lost his position, so he quickly took a big step forward and barely managed to catch the board with his backhand.

"Snapped!"

Chen Jin followed the trend and made a quick forehand shot diagonally into the corner.

The power is not great, but the speed is extremely fast.

Xiang Peng was in the backhand position and couldn't recover in time, let alone dive to the forehand.

1: 0.

"Another ball lost on the stage."

Xiang Peng regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. He wanted to slap himself twice, "Don't learn your lesson, don't learn your lesson."

"I knew that Chen Jin's control over the stage was better than mine, but I was still stupid enough to challenge him."

"Wouldn't it be nice to hit a long ball down the middle?"

Take a deep breath.

Xiang Peng has already thought of the tactics for the next goal.

He lowered his body again, his eyes fixed on Chen Jin's serve.

“This hook is really clean.”

Xiang Peng sighed in his heart.

Generally speaking, when serving with a hook, the ball will be thrown back with combined force.

As long as it's within the rules, there's no problem.

But Chen Jin's hook shot has a very small angle.

Moreover, there is no obstruction throughout the journey.

No big head, no plaster hands, and no butt facing the opponent when serving.

"Not turning?"

Xiang Peng predicted in advance and decisively smashed Chen Jin's ball to the middle baseline.

I know that Xiang Peng’s chop is long and has a strong rotation.

Chen Jin took half a step back at an extremely fast speed.

While retreating.

Bend your legs slightly, lower your center of gravity, sink your arms, and bend your wrists inward.

Facing the initial descent of the incoming ball.

Move your body forward, hold the arc, and use your fingers and wrists to accelerate friction.

"laugh!"

High loop.

Rushing straight to Peng's backhand position.

Knowing that this ball has a strong arc, with my backhand ability, I will definitely hit it back out.

If you defend too closely, you will simply give your opponent a chance to attack.

In a flash, Xiang Peng had already thought of a response plan.

Decisively turn sideways and pull back with your forehand.

Because it is a high lob, it has more than enough arc, but the speed is far less than the forward rush.

This gave Xiang Peng enough time to turn sideways.

"Snapped!"

Xiang Peng pulled back to the middle.

"what?"

Chen Jin was a little surprised, "Xiang Peng's forehand is really something.

I have to say that Xiang Peng's forehand is quite strong.

If it were someone else, they would not be able to stop the ball with such a strong arc.

The high arc loop, defending while attacking, is completely different from the explosive charge.

Chen Jin had already prepared for the next step.

Retreat to the middle table and throw the ball backhand.

"Snapped!"

Use Xiang Peng's counter-pulling force to quickly tear the diagonal line.

The return ball was as fast as lightning and like a hunting cheetah, instantly tearing apart Xiang Peng's backhand.

0: 2.

Change sides to serve.

Starting from the second game, Xiang Peng rarely served short balls on the table.

There is nothing we can do about it.

Chen Jin's control on the stage was too strong, and he was no match at all.

Therefore, he could only use long balls to force Chen Jin to take the ball by force and compete with him for the topspin.

In the second game, long balls repeatedly achieved remarkable results. More than half of the points were scored by stealing long balls.

Although, in the second game, he only scored three points in total.

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

As the ping-pong ball bounced on the table, Xiang Peng glanced at Chen Jin's position with an expressionless face.

Then he grabbed the ball.

"昘——"

Run the ball and attack the straight line!
According to Chen Jin's habit of receiving serves, it is on the left half of the table, slightly left of the center line.

You can attack with your forehand when advancing and with your backhand when retreating.

Whether it is a short step or a full-length twist and pull, this stance is the best choice.

only.

Chen Jin really didn't expect that Xiang Peng, at such a young age, would be so unsportsmanlike and actually launch a sneak attack, sending out a sharp straight line.

Attack your forehand position.

"Fuck!"

Wait for Chen Jin to react suddenly.

Want to dive forehand.

It's too late.

1: 2.

Seeing that the sneak attack was successful and he got a point, Xiang Peng was overjoyed: "The tactic was successfully implemented. I finally don't have the risk of getting my head shaved."

"How about another serve and steal the straight line?"

Xiang Peng thought, "I succeeded in sneaking in the first serve. Chen Jin must have thought that I would not sneak in the second serve again."

"I did the exact opposite and caught him off guard."

"Correct!"

"That's it."

Mind this.

Before serving, Xiang Peng subconsciously glanced at Chen Jin's position.

Chen Jin saw all these subtle movements.

"Trying to steal my forehand straight line again?"

Chen Jin immediately guessed Xiang Peng's intention, "Only a fool would fall for the same trick twice."

Pretend ignorance and remain calm.

There doesn't seem to be any change in the position.

In fact, Chen Jin's left leg was secretly accumulating power and was ready to move at any time to attack with his forehand.

And the other side.

Xiang Peng threw the ball into the air, and when it landed in front of him, he suddenly turned his waist and swung the racket.

It looks like he's going to serve a backspin serve, but the moment the racket touches the ball, he quickly adjusts the racket shape.

The board is slightly raised.

"Snapped!"

A long and quick run.

The ball flew towards Chen Jin like lightning.

But, not a straight line.

But a slash!

This time, Xiang Peng's sneak attack was on Chen Jin's backhand.

Just now, at the moment of serving.

Xiang Peng glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that Chen Jin's position seemed to have not changed at all, but the center of gravity of his body was on the left.

It was obvious that Chen Jin had secretly prepared himself for a forehand dive.

He dug a trap, waiting for Xiang Peng to fall into it.

"Luckily I discovered it early."

Xiang Peng chuckled in his heart, "Sorry, I'm going to win another point."

The mind has not changed.

Decisively attack Chen Jin's backhand.

Just when Xiang Peng thought he was about to succeed.

Suddenly, his eyes turned.

But Chen Jin took a half step back with his left leg at lightning speed.

The center of gravity of the body is on the left leg.

Turn your waist and twist your hips.

Bend your wrist inward and bring the racket to your left abdomen.

Seize the opportunity during the rising phase of the incoming ball.

He threw it out with his backhand.

Like a general drawing his sword.

"Snapped!"

The sound of the ball hitting the ground is like thunder.

The light and small ping-pong ball, with fierce force, blasted towards Peng.

"what?"

Without waiting for Xiang Peng to react.

歘!
The ball had already flown out.

"what's the situation?"

Xiang Peng was stunned.

Stunned, he looked at Chen Jin opposite him with a dull face.

"Look at his stance just now. His weight is on his left leg. Isn't he trying to block the forehand?"

"But why can he still backhand me?"

"Could it be... that he had already seen through my intentions?"

"So you're waiting for me on the backhand?"

"This time, I was on the second floor, but he was in the atmosphere?"

Xiang Peng found it hard to imagine what kind of monster could have guessed the unexpected route of his ball.

In contrast, Chen Jin had a blank expression on his face.

He walked calmly to the left side of the table, reached out to touch the table, and wiped the sweat off his face.

"We couldn't even defeat such a sneak attack. It looks like we're done for this round."

Xiang Peng was quite shocked.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

It has been seven years since I joined the national team, and I have experienced many ups and downs during this period.

I originally thought that this Grand Slam would be my chance to turn things around and prove myself.

But what they never expected was that they would encounter the monster Chen Jin early in the 1/8 finals.

"Lin Shidong, who is two years younger than me, has been on the rise recently."

"And now, there is a stronger Chen Jin."

"Then is there still a chance for me to succeed?"

Xiang Peng couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. "Is there any point in persisting?"

Given his age and strength, his position in the national table tennis team is indeed a bit awkward.

At the front, there are five main forces including Ma Long, Fan Zhendong and Wang Chuqin.

Among the new generation of national table tennis players, except for Lin Shidong who can compete with the five main players, other young players are still slightly inferior.

And behind them, there is a new generation such as Lin Shidong who is constantly catching up.

Now, there is another Chen Jin.

The competitive pressure is greater.

not to mention.

With Chen Jin's current strength and record, perhaps even Lin Shidong cannot catch up with him.

I can hardly even compare to him.

"No matter what, let's finish this game first."

Xiang Peng no longer had any desire to fight.

However, perhaps it was an instinctive reaction from years of training, or perhaps it was his inner unwillingness, but Xiang Peng still made a last-ditch struggle.

Regrettably.

The gap in strength between him and Chen Jin is as huge as the difference between heaven and earth.

No matter how Xiang Peng changed his tactics, he could always be easily resolved by Chen Jin.

Next game.

The situation is almost one-sided.

Chen Jin won the third game with an overwhelming force, 11:2.

Sweep Xiang Peng and advance to the quarterfinals.

"The gap in strength between the two is still too big."

in the audience.

Wang Hao, Li Qian and several other coaches sat together and watched this civil war.

Throughout the entire game, Xiang Peng was suppressed by Chen Jin and didn't even have the ability to fight back.

"Chen Jin is much better than Xiang Peng in both table tennis and forehand and backhand."

Wang Hao pondered, "Xiang Peng's advantages are obvious, but his weaknesses are also prominent. His forehand is strong, but his backhand is weak. His control on the table is also far inferior to Chen Jin. It is normal for him to lose to Chen Jin."

"After playing in the French league for a year, Xiang Peng's backhand has improved a lot."

"Compared to the real top players, his backhand is still a bit lame, what a pity."

Back then, when Xiang Peng first debuted, he was also known as a "genius".

At the age of fourteen, he was able to play five games with Zhang Jike at the National Games, which made him famous.

Unfortunately, this talent could not be passed on.

I don’t even know when I will be able to make a breakthrough.

As for Chen Jin's performance, as always, there is nothing to complain about.

Wang Hao was very satisfied.

"correct."

Wang Hao turned around and asked, "Who is Chen Jin's opponent in the quarterfinals? Has he come out yet?"

"Harimoto Tomokazu or Moregard?"

In fact, in his heart, he still wanted to see the match between Chen Jin and Zhang Benzhihe.

In terms of strength, Tomokazu Harimoto is definitely the number one threat to the Chinese national table tennis team.

If Chen Jin can defeat Zhang Benzhihe, his future prospects will be limitless.

"I came out at noon."

Li Qian nodded, "It's Moregard."

(End of this chapter)