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

Chapter 226 Defeat Liang Jingkun and advance to the semi-finals!

With the last ball, Liang Jingkun twisted and spun with his backhand, but the ball hit the net and went out of bounds.

Third game, 11:4.

The overall score is 3:0.

There was almost no suspense. Chen Jin was unstoppable and made great progress. He won this national table tennis civil war in an invincible manner and advanced to the semi-finals.

So far, in the Paris Olympic cycle, the five main players of the Chinese men's table tennis team, except Fan Zhendong and Lin Gaoyuan, have all been defeated by Chen Jin.

The young man's edge is unstoppable.

"Whoo~"

The ping-pong ball fell to the ground, the game ended, Liang Jingkun stood there and let out a long breath.

I have to admit that this high-spirited young man, although young, has strength that can only be described as "unbelievable".

Three games were played.

Chen Jin's forehand, backhand, power and rotation are not inferior to Liang Jingkun at all.

The fast attack in the middle and near table and the stalemate in the middle and far table are more violent than Liang Jingkun.

And his handling of the ball on the table and his pace are far superior to Liang Jingkun.

In this game, Liang Jingkun felt that the game was quite uncomfortable.

I wanted to run to the toilet immediately and vomit while holding the toilet bowl.

"With Chen Jin here, I can be an idle prince for a few more years."

Liang Jingkun laughed at himself in his heart.

Back when he first joined the national table tennis team, it was dominated by Zhang Jike, Ma Taki and Xu Xin.

Fan Zhendong, who is one year younger than him, joined the national table tennis team a few years earlier than him.

The violent panda has been famous for a long time.

After the Rio Olympics, Zhang Jike faded out of the arena.

Ma Long and Fan Zhendong have reached the peak of their respective careers.

Add to that the invincible "Golden Left Straight" Xu Xin in doubles.

During the Tokyo Olympic cycle, the three of them firmly hold their seats as the absolute main force of the national table tennis team.

Although his strength and record were better than Wang Chuqin's at that time, Liang Jingkun couldn't even get a P card for the Tokyo Olympics.

It was not until the Paris Olympics that Liang Jingkun finally got the P card.

However, Fan Zhendong and Wang Chuqin, who are younger than him, have already participated in men's singles.

Liang Jingkun knows that he is now old and even if he makes it to the Los Angeles Olympics, he may not have much chance to play.

After all, according to the plan of the national table tennis coaching team, Ma Taki is likely to withdraw.

But Fan Zhendong and Wang Chuqin are still there.

Plus Chen Jin.

The three of them form the absolute main force, with two veterans leading one newcomer, which is exactly in line with the national table tennis team's echelon tradition.

As for the P card, it is possible that it is Lin Shidong.

Although it is still early before the Los Angeles Olympics, the current situation has gradually become clear.

However, no one has been able to shake Liang Jingkun's position as the main player so far.

For example, in competitions like the WTT Championship and Grand Slam, he is still needed to charge into battle.

Veterans never die, they just wither.

Liang Jingkun was lost in thought, and when he turned his head, he saw Chen Jin walking towards him with a smile on his face.

He was completely different from the person just now.

"Well played."

Liang Jingkun forced a smile and reached out to pat Chen Jin's shoulder.

"Thank you."

Chen Jin nodded.

Then, he shook hands with the two referees.

"Chen Jin is terrifyingly strong."

In the audience, Liu Zhiqiang felt uncomfortable watching his disciple being beaten by Chen Jin without any chance to fight back.

However, one has to admit that Chen Jin's strength is beyond imagination.

He's just a 15 or 16 year old boy!

Even more exaggerated than Fan Zhendong back then!

"Coach Wang."

Liu Zhiqiang turned his head and looked at Wang Hao, his tone and expression were a little envious, "Congratulations, you have added another powerful general to your fold."

"How can you say he is my disciple?"

Wang Hao smiled and said, "Chen Jin belongs to our national table tennis team, our men's team."

"really?"

Liu Zhiqiang chuckled and said, "Then let Chen Jin join my team and I will be his head coach." Upon hearing this.

Li Qian was standing next to him, and although he didn't say anything, he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Coach Liu, your wishful thinking is so good that the abacus beads are about to jump onto my face!
However, Li Qian understood Liu Zhiqiang's feelings very well.

With Liang Jingkun, a god who can come back from 2-0 down to 3-0 down, Liu Zhiqiang's heart will have problems sooner or later.

On the other hand, Chen Jin is reassuring.

Every game is won cleanly and neatly, and the coach doesn’t need to worry about tactical arrangements.

Which coach wouldn’t be jealous of such players?
"Uh……"

Wang Hao immediately coughed twice, "Chen Jin's current head coach is Coach Li."

Don't mention it!
I know that my temple is small and cannot accommodate a great god like Chen Jin!
Li Qian smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Coach Li?"

Liu Zhiqiang smiled and said, "How about we switch?"

"I will use Liang Jingkun and Yuan Licen in exchange for Chen Jin."

"Don't worry, you won't suffer any loss."

Coach Zhiqiang, ask yourself, is this what you call not suffering a loss?

It’s a big loss, okay!

Li Qian smiled and said nothing.

After all, as Chen Jin's head coach, he was just a figurehead.

What's more, after the double selection, the head coach and the players are deeply bound together.

Unless there are other arrangements from above, it cannot be easily changed.

"Coach Liu, forget about Chen Jin."

Wang Hao smiled and said, "I will arrange a few more good seedlings for you when the time comes."

"I know."

Liu Zhiqiang shrugged slightly, "Chen Jin hits with a straight blade."

"Who in this world knows how to hit the ball with a straight blade better than you?"

There is no doubt that Wang Hao will personally train Chen Jin.

In the era of 40+ big balls, straight blades are declining.

Looking at the entire world table tennis world, except for a few people such as Felix, Qiu Dang and Xue Fei, the world is almost entirely dominated by horizontal board players.

Now, with the emergence of a straight-blade genius like Chen Jin, how could Wang Hao miss it?
He wanted to put all his thoughts on Chen Jin, train him, and help him reach the top of the world table tennis as a straight-blade player.

At least a Grand Slam.

In this way, my career and coaching career will be truly without regrets.

Liu Zhiqiang crossed his arms and watched Chen Jin from afar. He said in a deep voice, "I see the potential of a Grand Slam in Chen Jin."

"With a little more effort, maybe it will be another super grand slam."

Wang Hao smiled slightly.

What a coincidence, I thought so too!

The look of anticipation in his eyes as he looked at Chen Jin became more and more intense.

training hall.

After watching the match between Chen Jin and Liang Jingkun, Zhang Benzhihe sat on the ground and remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, he finally managed to utter: "Too strong."

"Chen Jin's strength may be even stronger than I thought."

Although he had never fought with Chen Jin, he was very clear about Liang Jingkun's strength.

In this game, Liang Jingkun was pressed to the ground by Chen Jin almost the entire time.

Strength, rotation, tactics, rhythm, all are under the control of Chen Jin.

Zhang Benzhihe seemed to see the shadow of Ma Taki in Chen Jin.

"Onii-chan."

Zhang Benmeihe seemed to see the worry in her brother's heart, "Are you afraid that you are no match for Chen Jin?"

"How is this possible?"

Zhang Benzhihe smiled and said, "My dream since I was a child is to beat the Chinese team."

"No matter who the opponent is, I will not be afraid."

That’s all.

Jump up.

He brushed off the dust on his body with his backhand.

"Meiwako, just watch."

Zhang Benzhihe raised his head, and a sharp light flashed in the depths of his eyes, like the brilliance of a sword, "I will definitely make it to the top four and defeat Chen Jin!"

(End of this chapter)