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

Chapter 218: Battle against Aruna! A true one-man army!
Li Qian stood on the sidelines with his arms folded across his chest.

Doing nothing, feeling relaxed and at ease, feeling totally bored and yawning all the time.

As the head coach of Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang, he should have supervised and guided their training.

However, Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang are too self-conscious and can arrange their own training plans without any supervision.

As for the technical and tactical aspects, Li Qian also had no say.

At best, he is just a ruthless serving machine.

"It's so easy."

After looking at Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang who were training seriously, Li Qian stretched his muscles and stretched himself.

I had nothing to do, so I took out my cell phone.

I started browsing Yangdou.

"Why are all the people pushing me big thunders with long legs?"

Li Qian curled his lips and frowned, "It makes me look like an LSP."

"My original intention for joining Yangdou was to learn foreign languages."

Tucao returns to Tucao.

But his eyes were honest.

Just when Li Qian was immersed in the short video and couldn't extricate himself.

Sudden.

Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder gently from behind.

Li Qian was frightened.

The phone almost slipped out of my hand and fell to the ground.

Turning around, it was Wang Hao.

"Wang, Wang Guidance?"

Li Qian was caught slacking off at work by his boss and felt so guilty that he even stuttered when speaking.

Without making a sound, he had already turned off the screen of his phone and quickly put it in his pocket.

This set of silky little combos is as smooth as flowing water.

"Coach Li."

Wang Hao smiled, "You have a good eye."

The tone and expression were mostly teasing, without any blame.

"..."

Li Qian's face turned red, and he quickly changed the subject, "Coach Wang, why are you here?"

"It's half past three."

Wang Hao said this and looked towards the field.

But Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang were seen practicing backhand downward spin followed by forehand forward spin at random points across the table.

Sweat had already soaked Chen Jin's hair and jersey vest.

The match between Chen Jin and Aruna is expected to start at four o'clock in half an hour.

But at this time, the match between Zhang Benzhi and Anton has not yet ended.

The next game is the women's team competition.

By the time Chen Jin comes on stage, it will probably be around 4:30.

"How long have they been practicing?"

Wang Hao asked.

"I came at two o'clock."

Li Qian looked at the time, "Almost an hour and a half."

"okay."

Wang Hao said, "Don't overexert yourself before the game. Take a break and replenish your energy."

Hear the words.

Li Qian immediately stepped forward and stopped the two from training.

Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang then put down their rackets, picked up towels, wiped the sweat off their faces, and walked to the sidelines.

"Coach Wang."

Chen Jin was breathing heavily.

"Ok?"

Wang Hao frowned slightly, "Did you eat instant noodles?"

This statement came out.

Li Qian's heart suddenly started beating like thunder, and it seemed as if his heart had jumped to his throat.

Coach Wang, what's this nose of yours?
Roaring dog?

Can you smell this?

To be on the safe side, Li Qian asked Chen Jin to wash and destroy the body.

Unexpectedly, Wang Hao still smelled it.

If he allowed his players to eat instant noodles during the game and it was exposed, he might lose his position as a coach!

Thinking of this, Li Qian felt like a thorn in his side, and was extremely panicked: "Chen Jin, don't admit it even if you kill me."

however.

What made Li Qian collapse was.

Facing Wang Hao's questioning, Chen Jin did not hide anything and nodded: "Yes."

It's over! It's over!

The sky fell, the earth sank, and the little flower dog disappeared!

Li Qian wailed in his heart.

Looking at Chen Jin, Wang Hao's brows furrowed even deeper.

There was a pause.

Then he said, "Eat less instant noodles. They are not nutritious and are not good for your health."

Apart from this, there is no blame.

Li Qian heard a hint of doting in her words: "Is this the treatment you give your own child?"

"I admire you so much."

At the same time, I was relieved.

Next.

Chen Jin stopped training and instead replenished some energy bars, discussed techniques and tactics with Wang Hao, and waited for the game to begin.

"Harimoto Tomokazu has advanced to the quarterfinals."

Li Qian said, "However, Zhang Ben and Anton played a full five games, and the final game was 14 to 12. He was almost upset by Anton."

"Who will be Zhang Benzhihe's opponent in the quarterfinals?"

Wang Hao asked.

"It's not clear yet."

Li Qian checked the match schedule and said, "It should be the winner between Hugo and Francesca."

"No matter who it is, they are a strong enemy."

Wang Hao turned his gaze and looked at Chen Jin, "Especially Zhang Ben and Hugo."

Both of them are ranked in the top ten in the world.

As for Francesca, Chen Jin had already fought against her in the Lima Regular Challenge.

At that time, Chen Jin could easily sweep it away.

Nowadays, it shouldn't be a difficult task.

On the contrary, Chen Jin has never fought against Tomokazu Harimoto and Hugo, so he doesn't know whether he can deal with them.

Of course, Chen Jin’s top priority now is to defeat Aruna and advance to the quarterfinals.

not to mention.

Liang Jingkun advanced first and had been waiting in the quarterfinals for a long time.

The five main players of the Chinese national table tennis team in the Paris cycle are Donghuang, Xiwang, Nanliang, Beilin and Zhongmalaki.

For young players, these five main players are five big mountains.

What does "seizing the class and taking over the nest" mean?
We must defeat these main players one by one, seize the national table tennis flag and carry it on our own shoulders!

Chen Jin defeated Wang Chuqin and Ma Long successively.

The only people in front of him were Fan Zhendong, Liang Jingkun and Lin Gaoyuan.

Fan Zhendong withdrew from the competition one after another, and it is unknown when he will be able to compete with him on the field again.

But this time, Chen Jin is very likely to meet Liang Jingkun in the quarterfinals.

For Chen Jin, this is another battle of proof.

As for Aruna...

Wang Hao has full confidence in Chen Jin.

"Best of five, no room for error."

"But fortunately, Aruna's backhand is too vulnerable, so if you really want to compete with Aruna on forehand in the first game, just go for it."

"However, regardless of whether we win or lose the first game, we must play the second game normally and win the game as quickly as possible to avoid any more trouble."

The game is about to begin.

Taking advantage of this last bit of time, Wang Hao gave earnest advice and numerous instructions.

"clear."

Chen Jin nodded.

Looking around, the light was dim.

In the audience, except for a few familiar faces such as Li Qian and Xie Mingyang, almost all the cheers were directed towards Aruna.

After all, Aruna is from Africa.

This is France, after all.

Aruna seemed to have come to his home ground.

Picking up the water bottle, Chen Jin took a sip and looked towards the rest area opposite.

But Aruna was alone, packing his things.

There is no off-field coaching.

Truly an army of one!
In comparison, Chinese table tennis players do not have to worry about the cost of traveling abroad to compete. How fortunate they are.

What's more, Aruna single-handedly supports the African table tennis world.

It has to be admired.

Of course, admiration is admiration and competition is competition, and Chen Jin has always been very clear about this.

I will not let it go because of this.

Players appear.

Chen Jin and Aruna came to the referee and shook hands.

Then, they picked up their rackets.

Aruna is a right-handed horizontal racket player with double-sided rubber, and the backhand is a rare blue rubber.

Chen Jin won the serve.

Next came two minutes of pre-match sparring.

We fought for several rounds with forehand attacks close to the table.

Chen Jin was the first to retreat from the table, his center of gravity slightly lowered, and he whipped forward with his forehand.

"Snapped!"

As soon as I exerted my strength.

The ping-pong ball, with strong rotation and powerful force, blasted towards Aruna.

It hit Aruna's racket.

Aruna's eyebrows couldn't help but tremble as he felt the violent vibration.

"OMG, what a powerful loop."

Aruna gasped.

Caught off guard, he failed to contain Chen Jin's explosive charge and the ball flew out of bounds.

Aruna frowned and looked down at his racket.

Chen Jin remained expressionless in response.

He took the ping-pong ball thrown by the referee and continued practicing with Aruna.

This time, Aruna concentrated all his energy and tried his best to defend Chen Jin's forehand mid-table attack close to the table.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

Chen Jin's forehand burst forth with increasing force and stronger rotation.

Tried three balls, Aruna could not defend more than five overs each time.

"Aruna's defense is a little weak."

Chen Jin already had an idea in mind.

Immediately, switch from offense to defense.

Aruna took a half step back, swung his arms, waved his racket, and rushed forward with a bang.

The movements were so big and the postures were so ugly that they didn't look like those of a professional athlete at all.

However, Aruna's power and spin are not inferior to those of top players.

At first glance, the amplitude of Aruna's batting movements is somewhat exaggerated, just like an old man in the park who has not received professional training.

But his speed of restoration and connection was so fast that even Chen Jin was amazed.

Maybe, this is talent.

Given Aruna's financial situation when he was young, he was able to break into the top ten in the world despite the lack of professional training.

There is nothing else to say except that he is gifted.

However, although Aruna's forehand was powerful, Chen Jin's defense was also outstanding.

Aruna continued to exert force in one breath, bursting out with his forehand for more than a dozen rounds.

Chen Jin defended steadily and didn't lose a single goal.

"God, I used 80% of my strength, but I still couldn't break through this boy's defense?"

The look in Aruna's eyes became more serious. "This young man is indeed worthy of his reputation."

In recent times, the most sensational event in the world table tennis world is the sudden emergence of Chen Jin.

Especially after BJ's major championship.

Chen Jin won all the way and defeated Felix and Moregaard, two future European stars, making the European table tennis world wail.

In the end, Chen Jin won the championship from table tennis GOAT Ma Taki.

Aruna had long heard of Chen Jin's reputation.

Before this match, Aruna had carefully studied Chen Jin's playing style.

I originally thought that if I was in hot form, I might be able to defeat this popular Chinese teenager.

But now it seems that this idea is a bit too confident.

"This young man may not look very old, but his forehand power is even stronger than Ma Long and Fan Zhendong..."

Having competed in table tennis for many years, Aruna has played against all the main players of the national table tennis team, including Zhang Jike.

Although I lost more than I won, I still gained a lot.

“It seems a bit difficult to win this match from Chen Jin.”

Aruna secretly exhaled the turbid breath in his chest, "God bless me, I will not give up easily."

Think of this.

Pull the racket back and gently release the force.

Aruna returned to the table and he and Chen Jin switched to backhand in tacit understanding and started to fight against each other.

No matter horizontally or vertically, when tearing against each other, the forearm will lead the wrist slightly, causing collision and friction.

But Aruna's backhand almost does not use his wrist, relying entirely on pushing his forearm forward and mainly for impact.

"No wonder Aruna can't do a backhand twist, it turns out he doesn't use his wrist well."

Seeing this, Chen Jin suddenly realized.

The most basic hand movement for the backhand twist is to raise the elbow and lower the wrist.

At the moment of contact with the ball, use the strength of your fingers and wrist to accelerate friction.

The use of wrist is crucial.

"Aruna looks like a horizontal player, but his forehand style is more like a traditional straight player."

Chen Jin thought, "Just like the power push of a single-sided straight blade, Aruna's backhand also has a bounce, so we still have to be careful."

the other side.

Aruna had already realized that Chen Jin's backhand was so strong that it far surpassed him in both power and rotation.

"In this match, if I fight him with backhand, I will definitely lose."

Aruna is very clear about his strengths and weaknesses. "I have to find a way to use my forehand more."

This means that it's time to test your footwork speed and sideways attack ability.

But the question is, as a thirty-year-old man, can I compete with the pace and speed of this young man in front of me who is full of vigor and vitality?

Besides, the boy's backhand ability is enough to suppress himself.

Just as Aruna was thinking.

"Time!"

Referee reminder.

The two-minute sparring time is over.

"Wow~"

Aruna let out two strange cries, jogged around the court for half a circle, and returned to the table.

Then, he bent down.

His expression is serious and his eyes are sharp.

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

Glancing at Aruna's position, Chen Jin blew on the ping-pong ball.

Hook serve.

Side down.

The forehand is short.

Aruna steps up quickly and tries to go short.

"laugh--"

Eat and turn the net.

1: 0.

Eat the serve at the start.

In response, Aruna did not show any sign of discouragement on his face.

It is normal to not be used to the opponent's serve during the first match.

Moreover, the game had just started and the players were not yet warmed up.

Some mistakes are inevitable.

How could Aruna, who has rich experience in the competition, not understand this truth?
Take a deep breath.

Aruna became more and more focused.

Second serve.

Still a hook shot.

This time, Aruna's control of his hands was much more delicate than the previous serve.

However, his handling of the balls on the table was a bit rough.

Short control is definitely not his forte.

Although he didn't eat the serve, he rubbed it halfway out of the table.

Chen Jin slid sideways, lowered his arms, lowered his center of gravity, and slowly and steadily pulled out a high loop with a twist.

Strong spin, low arc, shallow landing point.

It's difficult to get started.

however.

Aruna's fighting style is all about using great force to create miracles.

He aimed at the landing point, swung his arm, swung the racket, and with a whoosh, he kicked the ball straight out.

The momentum is strong and sinking.

It's like Cheng Yaojin's three axes.

"Snapped!"

The sound of the ball hitting the ground was deafening.

The momentum is amazing.

However, Dali did not perform a miracle.

The rotation of Chen Jin's high loop was so strong that it could not be offset by Aruna's strength.

Hit the ball directly out of bounds.

0: 2.

"It's a pity that there is a chance."

A trace of annoyance appeared on Aruna's face.

Meanwhile, Aruna felt a little awkward.

But he couldn't tell what was wrong.

(End of this chapter)