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

Chapter 213 Unfathomable
Leaving the stadium and accepting interviews.

Afterwards, Chen Jin went straight to the training hall.

There is a match scheduled at 8:20 pm, between Xie Mingyang and Felix.

He also has to serve as a sparring partner for Xie Mingyang.

Come to the training hall.

But I saw Xie Mingyang doing multi-ball exercises with Li Qian.

Xie Mingyang was sweating and panting.

"Yo."

Chen Jin frowned, "The game is going to start tonight. Aren't you afraid of wasting too much energy by practicing multiple ball swings like this?"

Hear the sound.

Xie Mingyang finally stopped, put down his racket, picked up his light pink towel, carefully folded the towel into a tofu block, and wiped the sweat off his face.

"Won?"

Xie Mingyang asked.

"Won."

Chen Jin nodded.

"Isn't Felix known for his speed?"

Xie Mingyang said, "I want to practice my swing speed and improve my speed."

"You're too nervous."

Chen Jin looked at Xie Mingyang.

"maybe."

Xie Mingyang said calmly, "If I could have your strength, I wouldn't be nervous facing any opponent."

He knew that with his current strength, there was a huge gap between him and Felix, who was ranked so high in the world.

more importantly.

According to what Wang Hao said before, if he can make it to the quarterfinals of the Montpellier Championship, he will naturally have more opportunities to participate in the future.

But unexpectedly, in the round of 16, he met Felix, a rising star in the world table tennis.

Whether or not he can defeat Felix and advance successfully is of great importance.

Xie Mingyang couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

After all, Chen Jin had been training with him these past two days, imitating Felix's playing style.

The two competed, and neither won.

Xie Mingyang was a little shocked: "I have improved a lot in this period of time, but why am I still no match for Chen Jin?"

"Moreover, Chen Jin only imitated other people's fighting styles and did not use his full strength?"

"Is the gap between him and me so big?"

Chen Jin is like a bottomless abyss. The closer you get to him and the more you understand him, the more unfathomable he seems.

"But sooner or later, I will definitely defeat him."

Xie Mingyang swore secretly in his heart.

They even had some rifts after getting along for a short time.

After a few games, the two lived in the same room, spending every day together, and their arrogance and prejudice had long since disappeared.

He had long regarded Chen Jin as a comrade-in-arms.

However, competitive sports are destined to have only one true king.

Competition between Xie Mingyang and Chen Jin is inevitable.

Both of them were very clear about this.

Even so, Chen Jin never had any reservations about Xie Mingyang.

Technical exchanges and experience sharing.

He even sacrificed his own training time to simulate Felix's playing style for Xie Mingyang.

Being both a comrade and an opponent... this feeling is indeed a bit confusing.

"Relax, don't be nervous."

Chen Jin smiled slightly, "You have to believe that even if I am just imitating Felix's playing style, I am better than Felix."

talking.

Place your backpack on the ground.

wow-

He immediately took out the racket from his backpack, blew on it, and wiped the dust off the rubber.

If other people heard what Chen Jin said, they might not take it seriously.

however.

Xie Mingyang was very clear that although Chen Jin imitated Felix's playing style, he also unconsciously mixed his own playing style into it.

In particular, Chen Jin's forehand skills are far superior to Felix's.

Therefore, even if Xie Mingyang was under Chen Jin's control, it would be difficult for him to win.

This may not be the case when facing Felix.

For Xie Mingyang, Chen Jin's sparring is undoubtedly weight-bearing training.

"My nervousness is not just because I am worried that I can't beat Felix."

Xie Mingyang shrugged slightly, "I'm more worried. If I lose, wouldn't it be unfair for you to be my sparring partner?"

"This is something."

Chen Jin smiled and said, "Winning or losing is normal. As long as the loss is not too ugly, I can accept it."

"If I really lose, the worst that can happen is that I can win him back next time."

Looking at Chen Jin's smiling face that was as warm and gentle as spring sunshine, Xie Mingyang felt warm in his heart.

"That's good."

Xie Mingyang smiled slightly, "Hearing you say that, I feel much more relaxed all of a sudden."

"bring it on."

Chen Jin was already standing opposite Xie Mingyang, holding a racket and a training ball in his hand. "Let me see your swing speed."

immediately.

The two began to practice against each other.

The speed of the close-to-table quick attack was no less than Li Qian's previous multi-ball swing speed exercise.

That's when.

After watching the match between Chen Jin and Duda, Felix and his group also returned to the training hall.

"What a fast swing speed!"

Moregard couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Felix, this is obviously directed at you."

"Ah."

Felix also saw it, his eyes were sharp, "I will not lose."

……

The time was 8:40 in the evening.

The match between Xie Mingyang and Felix has just begun.

Since it was France's home game, most of the spectators were cheering for Felix.

The momentum is so great, like a surging tide.

Sitting in the front row of the audience, Lin Shidong couldn't help but look back, but he saw a sea of ​​black people, with all the seats occupied: "So many people?"

He remembered that when he played in the game, there were not so many spectators.

"It's their home stadium, and Felix just won the bronze medal in the men's singles at the Paris Olympics. His reputation is growing, so of course there are more fans."

Wang Hao raised his eyes and looked at Xie Mingyang, "It depends on whether Xie Mingyang can hold on."

at this time.

Players from both teams have entered the field.

As an off-field coach, Li Qian is also under tremendous pressure.

However, he tried to calm himself down: "Xie Mingyang, you have to believe in yourself. Your strength will not be much worse than Felix's."

"Felix is ​​just more famous than you. In terms of ability, you are about the same as him."

"In this game, just let go and fight with him."

These words were intended to encourage Xie Mingyang.

Xie Mingyang didn't say much, but his eyes were sharp and full of fighting spirit.

Take firm steps and step onto the field.

Toss a coin and guess who will go first.

Xie Mingyang got the serve in the first game.

Same old rules, sparring before the game.

Before the game officially started, there was already a lot of tension between the two.

no doubt.

Both had reasons to win.

But, in this game, there is only one winner in the end.

0: 0.

Xie Mingyang served first.

Because it was the first time I played against Felix, the first serve was very important for my mental preparation.

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

Xie Mingyang grabbed the ping-pong ball.

Throw it up.

Turn your waist.

As the ball fell, the shape of the board suddenly changed.

Stealing growth!

A long start!

Such a bold and risky serve was completely beyond Felix's expectations.

I originally thought that since this was their first match, Xie Mingyang's serve would be relatively conservative.

Unexpectedly, Xie Mingyang did the opposite.

It caught Felix off guard.

Felix's position was blocked by the long ball and he was unable to retreat from the table in time.

The racket flicked and the ball went out of bounds.

1: 0.

"Are you going to steal the show from the beginning?"

Chen Jin felt a sense of déjà vu at this scene.

Knowing that the opponent is stronger than me, the only way to break the deadlock is to fight hard from the beginning of receiving the serve.

This is Xie Mingyang's playing style.

His playing style is like that of a lone killer assassin. Once he strikes, he will never look back.

Either the enemy dies or I die.

There is no third way.

"Good guy."

Felix leaned over and pushed his glasses up on his nose, "Keep your eyes on the ball!"

He stared intently at Xie Mingyang's serve.

On the second serve, Xie Mingyang still chose to steal the ball.

But this time, the effect was not ideal.

Felix was visibly defensive.

The moment Xie Mingyang made his move, Felix's left leg quickly retreated half a step.

Facing the incoming ball, he threw it backhand.

"Snapped!"

Backhand quick tear straight line.

Xie Mingyang rushed to attack in a hurry, but unfortunately he was still half a step too late.

1: 1.

The two goals were scored so quickly that the real speed was shown in the first three boards.

immediately.

Change sides to serve.

Felix Lima caught the ping-pong ball thrown by the referee, bent down, and was ready to serve.

This is one of Felix’s characteristics.

——Serve quickly.

It was as if something was chasing him from behind, urging him to serve the ball quickly.

It is completely different from Chef Ma’s “Eighteen Touches” back then.

Of course, the reason why Felix serves quickly is to match his speed-based playing style.

There is nothing wrong with this.

Side down.

The forehand is short.

Xie Mingyang stepped forward and made a short move.

Felix swings back.

I know that my opponent uses a straight racket and is more delicate in handling the balls on the table than I am.

Therefore, it is not advisable to tangle with Felix on stage.

Think about this.

Xie Mingyang decisively chopped the long one.

Felix hit the ball with his backhand.

Xie Mingyang stepped back half a step, tightened his waist and abdomen, and exerted force to tear the diagonal line quickly.

Felix was not in a hurry. He stood in the middle near the table and fought backhand with Xie Mingyang.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

The speed of the ball is so fast that it is dazzling.

but.

Felix's awareness of landing points is obviously much stronger than Xie Mingyang's.

As the speed increases, he can even change the landing point.

Backhand position, middle position... Xie Mingyang's hitting space is constantly accumulating.

In the end, Xie Mingyang turned his body and tore the opponent's ball diagonally with his backhand.

Low quality, low speed.

"Snapped!"

Felix seized the opportunity and tore it apart with greater force.

With fast speed and great power, it penetrated Xie Mingyang's left half in an instant.

"So fast."

Xie Mingyang was shocked and took a breath, "However, compared to Chen Jin, he is indeed a step slower."

"The key is the change in landing point, I couldn't keep up."

"The landing point must be open."

2: 1.

Felix serves again.

Forehand position.

Small triangle.

Xie Mingyang stepped forward, turned around at the bottom of the stage, and lifted it up gently.

Although the arc of this ball is very strong, the speed and power are not ideal.

"Snapped!"

Felix tore it apart again.

Unfortunately.

Felix was too anxious and underestimated the rotation, failing to hold the arc.

The ball flew out of bounds.

"what……"

Felix stamped his foot and yelled in frustration.

Serving a small triangle with the forehand and a diagonal shot with the backhand are originally small combos.

This was originally a chance ball, but I hit it myself.

Felix wanted to slap someone in the face.

"lucky."

Xie Mingyang was still frightened, "Pick one up."

If Felix hadn't made a mistake, he would have had no time to recover and move on to the next board.

2: 2.

The scores of the two players in the first game returned to the same starting line again.

Xie Mingyang serves.

This time, he did not take the risk of stealing.

Instead, he served a short forehand ball to the side.

Felix steps forward and makes a short pass.

Xie Mingyang swung back.

Felix lifted the ball lightly, but his hand control was a little lacking, and the return ball was a little high.

"Oops."

Knowing that he had given the other party an opportunity to take action, Felix hurriedly retreated from the stage and prepared for battle.

Xie Mingyang made a violent attacking motion, but at the moment of the attack, his wrist trembled slightly and the ball was thrown in a diagonal direction.

This time, Felix was successfully shaken.

I thought he was going to be hit on the forehand and was trying to protect my right half of the table.

however.

Just about to pounce.

A glance from the corner of his eye told him something was wrong: "Dang Tiao?"

Felix's reaction speed was also extremely fast. Lima changed his tactics and returned to defend with his backhand.

Although we were unable to counterattack, we at least managed to get the ball back.

Hit a high ball.

Simultaneously.

Felix quickly retreated to the middle stage, concentrating his attention and closely watching Xie Mingyang's every move.

Xie Mingyang had already turned sideways and switched to his forehand.

"Snapped!"

Violent and angry shooting.

Smashed hard into Felix's backhand.

Xie Mingyang originally thought that facing this violent smash, Felix's choice would be to continue hitting high balls.

Unexpectedly, Felix is ​​also a fierce warrior after all.

Felix knew that if he continued to hit high balls, the situation would become too passive and would be tantamount to slow death.

Instead of doing this, it is better to give it a try.

So Felix gritted his teeth, jumped up, spread his wings like a roc, and swung his backhand.

"Snapped!"

The sound of the ball hitting the ground was deafening.

He was actually pulled onto the stage.

This was far beyond Xie Mingyang's expectations.

In a hurry, put up a board for protection.

Unexpectedly, Felix rushed to the table like a whirlwind and made a direct zombie hit with his backhand.

"Snapped!"

Break through Xie Mingyang's pursuit.

"Wow—"

The audience cheered loudly.

Applause and whistles sounded from all directions like a tide.

"Cuo Le!"

Felix jumped up, clenched his fist and shouted.

Morale soared.

It has to be said that Felix's handling of this ball was bold and decisive, turning passivity into initiative.

No wonder the opponent can make it into the top ten in the world points ranking at such a young age.

The strength is indeed extraordinary.

Xie Mingyang had a blank expression on his face and was not affected by the outcome of the game.

In the following games, he showed his fighting spirit as always, and fought back and forth with Felix in full swing.

"Sure, thank you Mingyang."

Wang Hao was full of praise, "As a newcomer, being able to play like this with Felix has exceeded my expectations."

Of course, he knew in his heart that this was closely related to Chen Jin's sparring with Felix in imitating his playing style.

"really."

Chen Jin nodded.

In terms of speed, Xie Mingyang cannot suppress Felix.

But at the same time, Felix was unable to defeat Xie Mingyang in one fell swoop by using his speed advantage.

Chen Jin continued, "However, compared to Felix, Xie Mingyang's awareness of landing points is slightly worse."

"Correct."

Wang Hao had a keen eye and had already seen through this problem. "The change in the landing point may be the deciding factor in this match between the two."

(End of this chapter)