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

Chapter 270 Chen Jin’s playing style becomes more and more aggressive!

1: 0.

With the first ball of the game, Chen Jin slightly messed with Lin Gaoyuan's mentality.

The key point is that the force-generating technique of this "General Drawing the Sword" move was taught by Lin Gaoyuan himself during a training exchange not long ago.

I never expected that Chen Jin would master it so quickly.

Moreover, during the game, it was used mercilessly on Lin Gaoyuan.

"Fuck, did this kid open the Mangekyō Sharingan?"

Lin Gaoyuan was still furious, "I only taught him once, and he used it in the game so quickly."

What made him even more depressed was.

Chen Jin's backhand talent is terrifying.

Once he uses this move called "General Draws the Sword", his strength and speed are even far superior to his.

"no!"

Lin Gaoyuan was a little unwilling, "When I have a chance later, I must pull one out for him as well."

You know, the general's sword-drawing was his famous backhand skill.

I must seek an explanation for my unique skills and get back my reputation!
Breathe evenly and adjust your mindset.

Lin Gaoyuan held the racket in his hand, leaned forward and waited, his eyes fixed on Chen Jin's serve.

Hook.

Running ball sideways.

The speed was extremely fast and the arc was arched, like a tiger descending from the mountain, heading straight for Lin Gaoyuan's backhand position.

"Steal my long backhand ball?"

Lin Gaoyuan frowned inwardly, "No, this seems to be different from Chen Jin's previous serving tactics."

In preparation for this battle, he had watched all of Chen Jin's past matches.

Chen Jin's serve is mainly steady, especially at the beginning of the game, and he rarely serves long balls.

Unexpectedly, in this match, Chen Jin started to steal the ball with the second serve.

The stolen ball is still a long straight ball.

Fortunately, Lin Gaoyuan watched closely and was not blocked by the long running ball.

But Chen Jin's long ball was sharp and arched, so Lin Gaoyuan didn't dare to swing it with force for fear of losing control and hitting the ball out of bounds.

Therefore, use the force to tear the diagonal line.

However, he unexpectedly fell into Chen Jin's trap.

Chen Jin's forehand had been waiting for a long time.

But Chen Jin was seen moving his right leg back, his body slightly sideways, turning his waist to lead the racket, and stepping firmly on the ground.

The moment the ball flies in front of you.

He kicked hard with his right foot.

Power rises from the ground.

A powerful force instantly ran through the right half of the body and finally gathered on the racket.

"Snapped!"

Impact and friction coexist, and power and rotation coexist.

Perfect synergy in one blow!

The originally light and small ping-pong ball, like a supersonic cannonball, bombarded towards Lin Gaoyuan's forehand.

"Fuck!"

Lin Gaoyuan reacted instinctively, took a cross step, and flew to his left half of the table.

His speed is already fast enough.

It's a pity that the speed of Chen Jin's explosive charge can only be described as "terrifying".

Even if he could grab the ball and it landed, he couldn't withstand the power of the ball.

0: 2.

Chen Jin took the lead and scored two points in a row.

These two points were both high-quality forehand and backhand shots, leaving Lin Gaoyuan with no chance of success.

Lin Gaoyuan curled his lips and reached out to catch the ping-pong ball thrown by the scorer.

"Chen Jin's shot quality is too high, so we must limit his shot."

Immediately, he served a short forehand ball.

Chen Jin jumped out, grabbed the landing point, and shot it diagonally with a backhand at an extremely fast speed.

"Snapped!"

A twisting shot went straight through Lin Gaoyuan's backhand.

0: 3.

Lin Gaoyuan shook his head, touched the table, and wiped the sweat off his face: "There is nothing wrong with the tactics. I made a mistake in serving. I shouldn't have let him go to the side and let him use the force."

"The second serve, it has to change."

The forehand is short.

Side down.

As expected, Chen Jin was no longer as aggressive in receiving the serve this time. He controlled the serve precisely and hit it short.

"The way we handled it just now was too passive. This time we must take the initiative, get the upper hand first, and control the rhythm in our own hands!"

The mind has not changed.

Predicting the landing point of Chen Jin's short swing, Lin Gaoyuan started early. He caught the ball at the beginning of its descent, lowered his shoulders and elbows, and twisted it diagonally with his backhand.

Chen Jin moved as fast as the wind and had already returned to defend the left half of the table.

Stand firmly on your feet and move your center of gravity forward.

Throw it back with your backhand and tear it apart quickly.

Lin Gaoyuan twisted his waist, immediately switched to forehand, retreated back to the middle.

He knew very well that no matter whether it was forehand or backhand, as long as Chen Jin stood firmly on his feet and exerted his strength comfortably, he would have no room to fight back.

Just like Wang Hao back then.

Therefore, the landing point must be changed as quickly as possible to disrupt Chen Jin's batting rhythm.

There is nothing wrong with the idea and tactics.

However, he still underestimated Chen Jin's strength.

Chen Jin is not Wang Hao.

His forehand and backhand conversion speed is so fast that even Felix can't match it.

How could a simple change of line defeat him?

Chen Jin made a smooth transition and easily resolved Lin Gaoyuan's attack with a forehand quick move.

Lin Gaoyuan was forced to return to defend the right half of the table, and he swung his backhand and quickly tore the ball in a straight line.

With extremely fast swing of waist and hips, Chen Jin once again smoothly switched to backhand, using the opponent's force to play.

With a snap, the bullet hit the slash.

The ball was so fast that it seemed like a bolt of lightning streaking through the night sky, hitting Lin Gaoyuan's forehand corner.

Lin Gaoyuan, who was on the right half of the stage, could only sigh in despair no matter how fast he walked.

4: 0.

Looking at the helpless Lin Gaoyuan on the court, Liu Zhiqiang nodded and said, "In the first three shots, serving and attacking, continuous switching of forehand and backhand... compared with Chen Jin, Lin Gaoyuan is a bit behind."

Lin Gaoyuan's forehand power was always a little lacking, and was easily counterattacked by Chen Jin.

On the other hand, Chen Jin burst out with a forehand shot, killing gods and Buddhas.

"Yes."

Wang Hao smiled slightly, "Based on my understanding of Chen Jin, his playing style becomes more and more aggressive as he plays. As long as he is ahead in the score, almost no one can reverse the situation."

"Based on Lin Gaoyuan's strength and mentality, it is impossible to do it."

At this point, he paused and immediately added, "Unless Chen Jin releases the sea."

however.

With Chen Jin's style, he will give his all in every game without showing any mercy.

"It all depends on how hard Lin Gaoyuan can fight."

Liu Zhiqiang said, "After this game is over, it will be the grudge match between Wang Chuqin and Moregard."

"Ah."

Wang Hao nodded.

"Wang Chuqin chose Liu Heng as his off-court coach?"

"Ah."

“No matter who wins between Wang Chuqin and Moregard, the opponent in the semi-finals will most likely be Chen Jin.”

Liu Zhiqiang turned to look at Wang Hao, "Coach Wang, who do you hope will win?"

"Nonsense, of course it's Wang Chuqin."

Wang Hao glanced at him.

"If Wang Chuqin advances to the semi-finals, then Chen Jin will be under a lot of pressure in the next game."

Liu Zhiqiang looked around.

But I saw that the back row was full of audiences, all of them were girls.

Everyone was holding a Wang Chuqin cheering sign in their hands.

When TZM goes to war, not a blade of grass will grow.

Even abroad, they can still make Wang Chuqin's home court their idol.

And these fans holding Wang Chuqin's support signs are cheering for Lin Gaoyuan in unison.

As for the reason, it is self-evident.

In the Macau Championship, Chen Jinling defeated Wang Chuqin and became famous in one battle.

Afterwards, he won consecutive championships in an invincible manner, and in just two or three months, he had ranked third in the world.

Judging from Chen Jin's rocket-like ranking speed, it is obvious that it has caused a huge impact and threat to Wang Chuqin, the world's number one.

Is this the situation that TZMs want to see?

“It’s normal to feel stressed.”

Wang Hao looked at Chen Jin from afar, a trace of worry flashed across his brows, "Chen Jin has been going too smoothly and too fast. I hope someone can slow him down."

(End of this chapter)