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

Chapter 230 Chen Jin vs Zhang Benzhihe! Fighting from the start!

South France Arena.

Octopole field.

The gorgeous lights kept flashing, accompanied by exciting and inspiring background music.

The entrance to the stadium.

There is a large LED screen on each side.

A countdown appeared on the screen.

Under the leadership of the host.

The whole audience shouted in unison.

"three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

The words have not yet fallen.

A figure came out from the backstage, walked slowly, and waved to the audience.

All of a sudden.

The stadium was filled with fans, and they were boiling with excitement.

"Is this guy Chen Jin?"

Coach Zhang supported the table with both hands, staring at the screen of his mobile phone. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The boy is quite handsome."

Ever since that incident, apart from the recent Olympics, he has devoted himself to his career as a table tennis coach.

He basically doesn't pay much attention to commercial events like WTT.

Perhaps, I have occasionally seen the word "Chen Jin" on the Internet, but I didn't pay much attention to it.

What they didn’t know was that the Chinese table tennis team had produced such a young genius.

"Has the game started?"

A student took the opportunity to pick up the ball, came over and asked curiously.

"Whether the game starts or not has nothing to do with you."

Coach Zhang glared at him and said, "Your current task is to intensify your training. You can watch the replay of the game after class."

"Oh."

The students walked away angrily.

After supervising the two students to continue practicing, Coach Zhang shifted his gaze back to his mobile phone.

"what?"

"Isn't Chen Jin a straight blade? Why isn't his off-court coach Wang Hao?"

Coach Zhang was a little surprised, "Liu Zhiqiang? Does he know how to use a straight board?"

"What happy thing happened to Liu Zhiqiang that made him smile so happily?"

To him, who had no idea what was going on, everything before his eyes seemed a little unexpectedly strange.

"This Chen Jin does look young, only about fifteen or sixteen years old."

Coach Zhang frowned slightly, "How can he participate in the championship game at such a young age?"

"How strange!"

As strong as myself, or Wang Hao and Ma Taki, they just joined the national team at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

There is no chance to play in international competitions at all.

The only exception is Fan Zhendong.

However, he had seen Fan Zhendong's strength and talent.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, the national table tennis team has another Purple Star?

"I want to see what kind of strength you have. At such a young age, you can play in international competitions."

Coach Zhang’s curiosity grew stronger.

Pre-match sparring.

Seeing Chen Jin's forehand and backhand movements, Coach Zhang's eyes flashed with praise: "He has great power and rotation. He is much stronger than his peers. His basic skills are good."

But then again, which player can reach the semi-finals of the WTT Championship without basic skills?

The key is the execution of tactics and the ability to respond during the game.

In addition, mentality is also important.

In less than two minutes, the sparring was over.

After catching the ping-pong ball thrown by the referee, Chen Jin moved his arms and wrists.

Turning around, I saw that Tomokazu Harimoto had lowered his body, ready to receive the serve.

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

Chen Jin hooks the ball.

Clean and neat.

Right of center line, short ball down the side.

Generally speaking, when playing against each other for the first time and both players are not familiar with each other, the first few balls will not be too aggressive and will be mainly for testing.

Although I have seen Chen Jin’s matches before, I can only truly experience how intense it is by trying it myself.

Therefore, Zhang Benzhihe did not attack rashly, but played short cautiously.

Chen Jin predicted the landing point, stepped forward, and quickly inserted his right leg under the table.

Lower your shoulders and raise your elbows.

The wrists are bent inward.

Before the ball starts to fall, push the ground with your left leg and twist your waist to generate force.

Use your fingers and wrists to control the racket and rub it hard.

"laugh!"

The ping-pong ball flew over the net with a strong side spin, drawing a C-shaped arc in the air.

Fast and fierce, like a lion attacking a rabbit, he pounced fiercely on Zhang Benzhihe's center.

"Why are you fighting so fiercely right from the start?"

Zhang Benzhihe felt a chill in his chest.

His reaction was also extremely fast.

With extremely fast speed, he immediately turned sideways, swung his forehand, and tried to pull back.

however.

Haven't had time to make a move yet.

"昘——"

The moment the ping-pong ball landed on the table, it turned sharply to the right.

Forming a perfect reverse S arc.

"Bawang twist!"

Coach Zhang's pupils shook violently when he saw Chen Jin's goal.

The power, speed, rotation, landing point... are almost exactly the same as the "Ba Wang Twist", his signature skill at his peak.

In fact, because it is a straight blade, the side spin is more intentional.

As we all know, after entering the 40+ era, the rotation of table tennis balls is greatly weakened.

Even Coach Zhang himself may not be able to replicate the "Ba Wang Twist" now.

The young man in front of him started the game with a domineering twist, and even Coach Zhang couldn't help but exclaim: "Good shot!"

Originally, Coach Zhang was a little skeptical about Chen Jin's skills.

But when I witnessed this goal with my own eyes, my thoughts suddenly flew back to the game ten years ago.

The young man who kicked the advertising board to pieces and tore his clothes with his hands is still as bright and dazzling as a frivolous teenager.

"In the era of big balls, with a straight blade and the ability to use the Overlord Twist... that's interesting."

Coach Zhang smiled.

In today’s professional table tennis world, everyone can do a backhand twist, but how many can reproduce the domineering twist of the past?
The mainstream backhand is either speed or power.

Instead, people ignore the greatest charm of table tennis - rotation.

Zhang Benzhihe obviously did not expect that the power, speed and side spin of Chen Jin's twist would reach such an incredible level.

The sideways and forehand posture is already outdated.

There is no way to restart it, so I have to try to pull back.

I could only watch the ping-pong ball fly out from my hand like lightning.

"Wow!"

The audience exclaimed in amazement.

Such a strange arc is rarely seen in today's sports arena.

Moreover, it takes into account both strength and speed.

Liu Zhiqiang, who was sitting outside the court, stood up in shock when he saw this goal.

It gave me goose bumps all over my body, all the way to my head, and my scalp felt numb.

"Bawang Twist?!"

I had known that Chen Jin would do this, but I didn't expect that Chen Jin would give Zhang Benzhi a warning right from the start.

1: 0.

As the person involved, facing the cheers like a landslide and tsunami around the stadium, Chen Jin had a blank expression and was indifferent, without any sign of fluctuation.

Be calm and composed without being surprised by praise or criticism.

He has absolutely none of the youthfulness of his peers.

However, his indifferent eyes revealed his contempt for his opponent.

Full of arrogance!

"good."

The camera gave Chen Jin's bright, sharp and fierce eyes, and Coach Zhang immediately fell in love with this young man whom he had never met.

Chen Jin's second serve.

Still a hook shot.

Middle, short ball down the side.

This time, Tomokazu Harimoto was no longer cautious, but took decisive action.

Step up quickly and do a backhand twist inside the table.

Attack Chen Jinzhong Road.

Chen Jin slightly adjusted his pace, grabbed the position, controlled the board shape, and with a snap, he almost tore apart Zhang Benzhihe's left half of the table.

"Well done!"

Backhand sniping has always been Zhang Benzhihe's forte, and he believes that he is not inferior to anyone.

Tomokazu Harimoto was not afraid at all. He stood in the backhand position and used the force to counterattack.

"Snapped!"

Go straight to the diagonal line.

According to Zhang Benzhihe's idea, he wanted to suppress Chen Jin's backhand position and compete with Chen Jin in the backhand close to the table.

Although he knew that Chen Jin's backhand was also very strong, he just didn't believe it.

However, Chen Jin didn't give him a chance.

He slid sideways and swung with his forehand.

All the strength in his body poured out at once, like a floodgate opening.

At the moment of hitting the ball, it suddenly burst out. "Bang!"

The sound of a ball hitting the boards.

Like a dragon's roar.

Like a tiger's roar.

Under the power and rotation of Chen Jin's sideways charge, a small ping-pong ball was like a white dragon breaking through the purgatory under the sea.

With the speed and power of thousands of thunders, it rushed in a straight line.

Between the lightning and the fire.

It has already torn apart Zhang Benzhihe's forehand.

Dash sideways!

straight line!

137Km/h!

This ball is so powerful that no one can stop it!
Tomokazu Harimoto stood on the left half of the table and originally planned to fight Chen Jin in the backhand.

I never expected that with only two balls at the beginning, Chen Jin would fight so fiercely.

Not only did he charge towards me sideways, but he also rushed in a straight line!

In that moment.

Almost instinctively, Tomokazu Harimoto jumped out and dived to his forehand, trying to save the ball.

It’s a pity that my position is too far away.

Moreover, Chen Jin's explosive straight line speed was so fast that it was like a flash of lightning.

Tomokazu Harimoto was powerless to turn the tide.

0: 2.

"You're going to kill me right away?"

Zhang Benzhihe walked up slowly, touched the table, wiped the sweat off his face, and thought quickly. He gritted his teeth secretly, "You are fierce, but I am even fiercer!"

He knew that the reason why Chen Jin was so decisive and ruthless at the beginning was that he wanted to give him a warning and suppress him in momentum.

If you don't fight back, you will hold the initiative in your own hands. Once you lose your momentum, you will have lost half the game.

In this situation, it’s all about momentum!
Think of this.

Two terrifying cold rays of light were reflected from the depths of Zhang Benzhihe's dark eyes.

Change sides to serve.

Forehand counter rotation.

Midline.

Chen Jin did not try to play it safe, but went straight to the plate and twisted his body.

However, the landing point of his ball was extremely exquisite, directly approaching Zhang Benzhihe's chasing position.

Zhang Benzhihe started moving as if riding the wind and slid quickly to create space for hitting the ball.

Sideways forehand, explosive diagonal rush.

"Snapped!"

The ping-pong ball was like a ferocious tiger, with bared fangs and claws, and it flew towards Chen Jin's forehand baseline with a ferocious look.

The same sideways burst.

Although it was not a straight line, the quality of this ball was definitely not low.

Ordinary people can't stop it at all.

At least, that's what Tomokazu Harimoto thinks.

next second.

"Snapped!"

Chen Jin took advantage of the situation and led quickly.

"Nani?!"

Zhang Benzhihe was caught off guard and his face changed drastically.

Want to return to defense.

however.

Rushing sideways is like shooting an arrow from a bow, and it is a solitary fight.

If you take the risk, you will succeed.

Once you are defended by the opponent, you can only lose points unless you are possessed by the GOAT.

Zhang Benzhihe's goal clearly belongs to the latter.

0: 3.

"Whoo~"

Losing three points in a row at the beginning of the game, as a veteran who has been in the table tennis world for more than ten years, although it was a bit of a blow to the morale, Zhang Benzhihe's mentality remained stable.

There was not much fluctuation.

If it were any other player, his mentality would probably have collapsed long ago.

"No."

"We need to limit Chen Jin's ability to take action."

"Once he gets the first move, my situation will be too passive."

Taking advantage of the gap in serving, Tomokazu Harimoto kept thinking of countermeasures in his mind.

Take a deep breath.

Tomokazu Harimoto immediately changed his serving strategy.

It was a short forehand.

As expected, Chen Jin is not Lin Yun-ju, and his skills are first-rate, so there is no need to twist the whole stage.

Step forward and swing briefly.

As light as the wind and clear as the clouds, and easy to handle.

His hand control is so delicate that not only does he return the ball close to the net, but it also has a very strong backspin.

If you are not careful, the opponent will be eaten and thrown into the net.

Tomokazu Harimoto originally wanted to swing back.

The moment he touched the ball, his face changed: "Getting better!"

It was too late to turn and rub back.

But, luckily, the return ball hit the net.

Moreover, it wiped a dead net.

"so close."

Tomokazu Harimoto looked relaxed and let out a long breath.

Although it was a lucky shot, at least we got back a point.

"Sorry."

Tomokazu Harimoto raised his hand to express his apology.

Chen Jin remained unmoved by this.

3: 1.

Reaching out to catch the ping-pong ball thrown by the referee, Chen Jin calmly touched the table.

Then, return to the left half of the stage.

He blew some air into his palm and turned to glance at Tomokazu Harimoto.

Then he leaned over to serve.

Hook.

The forehand is short.

Tomokazu Harimoto quickly smashed a straight line and blocked Chen Jin's backhand baseline.

Taking a half step back with his left leg to make room, Chen Jin lowered his shoulders and raised his elbows to meet the incoming ball, then threw it backhanded.

"Snapped!"

This ball was not very powerful and not very fast.

But the rotation is strong.

Tomokazu Harimoto did not dare to slack off at all. He moved his body center of gravity forward, pressed down the taking-off point of the incoming ball, and blocked it with his backhand.

Chen Jin exerted his main force and quickly tore the diagonal line.

Tomokazu Harimoto stepped back half a step and used the force to counterattack.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

The backhand confrontation that Zhang Benzhihe had always dreamed of finally happened between the two of them.

The batting speed is getting faster and faster.

On the small table, only a white afterimage remained, flying back and forth in the air at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

The two men stood firmly near the stage, their feet seemed to have taken root, and neither was willing to step back.

Because both of them know very well that in a backhand fight, what they are competing for is speed.

Once we retreat, we will lose the initiative and fall into a passive position.

"I just don't believe that my backhand with a horizontal racket can't beat your straight racket!"

Tomokazu Harimoto gritted his teeth and endured.

With such a fast ball speed, it is easy to make mistakes if the ball changes its direction rashly.

The only option is to fight hard and backhand.

As long as you can score one more goal than the opponent, you win.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

The two men fought back and forth at an extremely fast speed for more than a dozen rounds.

For a moment, the situation became a stalemate.

Just when the stalemate was at hand.

Sudden.

Chen Jin moved his wrist slightly.

The batting line suddenly changed.

"Snapped!"

Use the force to tear the straight line!

This ball was as powerful as thunder, pouring down from the sky.

It was completely beyond Zhang Benzhihe's imagination.

"Fuck!"

Tomokazu Harimoto couldn't help but blurt out the words in a clear and loud voice.

He would never have thought that under such circumstances, Chen Jin would dare to change his direction.

It requires both strength and courage!
And the confidence and courage to hit the target with one shot!
(End of this chapter)