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

Chapter 284 How to defeat Chen Jin? AI God: System busy, please try again later.

"11:2..."

The large electronic screen overhead flashed a glaring red light.

Wang Chuqin stood in front of the table, left hand gripping the racket, still in the position for the last shot.

In that instant, it was as if time and space stood still.

Thunder was silent, lightning flashed straight to the sky, and rain fell softly.

Wang Chuqin stood there dumbfounded, like a piece of wood, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

"I... lost again?"

The 0-4 scoreline felt like a sharp knife, piercing his heart and causing it to churn.

The world's number one ranked player and a core member of the Chinese national table tennis team was swept twice by a young player who had only recently joined the national team in just two months.

This was a blow to Wang Chuqin, second only to his loss to Moregard at the Paris Olympics.

Yesterday, he defeated Moregard, avenging his defeat at the Paris Olympics.

He thought he was in top form and would be able to avenge his previous defeat against Chen Jin.

This is an opportunity to prove to the world who is truly number one.

Unexpectedly, in their next encounter, he suffered another crushing defeat.

More importantly, in this match, Chen Jin used a test racket that was far inferior to even his spare racket.

This made Wang Chuqin even more doubtful of life: "Isn't it normal to lose if you change your racket?"

"Why is the script Chen Jin received different from mine?"

at the same time.

#Chen Jin shuts out Wang Chuqin#, quickly topping the trending search list and becoming a huge hit.

"4-0? Another shutout? He even dared to beat the crown prince, is Chen Jin trying to ruin the Chinese national table tennis team?"

"Watching Wang Chuqin's match yesterday, I thought he was back in form and would be able to have a match against Chen Jin today. But it turned out to be another game where Chen Jin crushed the weak."

"Pushing, backhand attack, reverse racket... I'm so excited to see these ancient techniques appear on the international stage in my lifetime. I almost peed my eyes."

"Didn't Chu Sheng say before that his strength was about the same as Chen Jin's? What's going on with 2:11? What's going on with 0:4? TZMs, come out and defend us."

"Chen Jin proved with ironclad facts that a bad player is a bad player, and it's not the racket's fault."

"I hereby declare that Chen Jin is the undisputed world number one!"

"Ma Long, Wang Chuqin, Liang Jingkun, and Lin Gaoyuan are the five tigers of the Chinese national table tennis team. Only Dong Ge hasn't played against Chen Jin yet. I really want to see Dong Ge and Chen Jin's match... @Wang Hao @Liu Guoliang, when are we finally going to let Dong Ge play a match?"

"So what if Big Head lost? Isn't it normal to win and lose in a competition? If you're so good, why don't you go and play?"

"It's just 0:4, right? I could do that too."

"Good luck, Tomokazu Harimoto, in the final!"

……

The trending topics section was buzzing with posts congratulating Chen Jin and mocking Wang Chuqin, creating an atmosphere as lively as if it were an early New Year celebration.

The fans watching the game at the stadium also cheered thunderously and applauded enthusiastically.

Chen Jin remained calm after defeating Wang Chuqin again, showing little excitement or joy.

He clenched his fist silently, his eyes growing increasingly resolute.

He stepped forward, extended his hand, and gently shook hands with Wang Chuqin, the touch lasting only a moment.

"Well played."

Wang Chuqin forced out a somewhat awkward smile. "Congratulations."

Facing the live broadcast camera, he didn't want to be seen as someone who didn't unite his teammates.

"Thank you."

Chen Jin smiled and nodded.

In the stands.

Seeing Chen Jin secure the victory, Wang Hao's lips curled up slightly, and he almost burst out laughing.

But he managed to restrain himself.

After all, it's an internal competition. As the head coach of the Chinese men's table tennis team, it would be inappropriate for him to show too much bias.

Looking at Liu Guoliang beside him, Wang Hao's face showed regret: "What a pity for Da Tou, his condition had clearly improved..."

"It's not a matter of state."

Liu Guoliang shook his head. "It's a matter of ability."

Hey bro, you said it yourself, it has nothing to do with me!
Wang Hao didn't respond.

"correct."

Liu Guoliang pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Has the coaching staff not yet studied and summarized Chen Jin's techniques?"

"not yet."

Wang Hao nodded, "I've been busy with competitions all over the place lately, so I don't have enough time."

"I plan to conduct a comprehensive analysis of Chen Jin's technology during my eastern tour."

Upon hearing this, Liu Guoliang hummed in response and then dropped the subject.

No one knows what he was thinking.

Liu Guoliang turned around and looked around.

There were quite a few people at the scene, holding up light sticks in support of Chen Jin, including Japanese fans.

"Chen Jin has a pretty good public image."

Liu Guoliang laughed and said, "Let's see if we can beat Zhang Ben in tomorrow's final."

Winning the civil war is nothing; the key is not to lose the foreign war.

Although Chen Jin had already defeated Zhang Benzhihe once, Zhang Benzhihe was playing at home this time, and his form was not comparable to that of the previous match.

If Zhang Ben suddenly has a breakout performance and Chen Jin loses the championship, he will become the culprit.

Moreover, Chen Jin advanced to the finals by defeating Wang Chuqin.

If TZM loses to Zhang Ben, he'll definitely go after Chen Jin relentlessly.

"clear."

Wang Hao gazed at Chen Jin from afar and said, "I will stand with Chen Jin through thick and thin in tomorrow's match."

—If we win, we celebrate together; if we lose, I'll take the blame!

Courtside.

rest area.

Chen Jin drank water, wiped his sweat, and straightened his jersey and hair.

Then, at the host's invitation, he returned to the center of the field for a live interview.

"First of all, congratulations to Chen Jin for defeating your opponent and advancing to the finals."

A beautiful assistant, providing online translation, asked, "Since your opponent in this semi-final is Wang Chuqin, who is ranked number one in the world, I would like to ask how you prepared for the match?"

This question seems conventional, but it actually involves a certain routine.

Chen Jin thought for a moment, just about to answer.

Haven't spoken yet.

Sudden.

A sharp female voice shattered the silence: "Wang Chuqin, you're the best!"

All of a sudden.

Just like a dog barking at the village entrance, which immediately triggers barking from all the dogs in the village.

Wang Chuqin's fans shouted in unison, "Wang Chuqin, you're the best!"

"Wang Chuqin, you're the best!"

A hundred or so people, hysterical, filled the entire arena like a vast army.

This interrupted Chen Jin's interview.

Many people frowned and looked back.

However, the shouts of "Wang Chuqin, you're the best!" echoed throughout the audience and never stopped.

Chen Jin raised his head, a smile on his face, and calmly looked towards the stands, showing no sign of anger.

At this moment.

Suddenly someone shouted, "Chen Jin, keep going!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

"Chen Jin, keep it up!"

Several more people shouted loudly.

"Chen Jin, keep it up!"

"Chen Jin, keep it up!"

……

More and more voices are joining in.

At first, it wasn't very neat.

But later on, it became not only neat and orderly, but also majestic and powerful.

Like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, the entire stadium of fans spontaneously shouted in unison: "Chen Jin, go for it!"

This immediately drowned out the voices of Wang Chuqin's fans.

Once everyone quieted down a bit.

Chen Jin took a half step back and bowed: "Thank you to all the fans for cheering on Wang Chuqin and me."

"Because I had played against Wang Chuqin once before, I knew him quite well, so I didn't need to prepare anything special. I just needed to do my best during the match."

Before anyone could interpret it.

The host continued, "We all know that the shakehand grip is the mainstream in the world of table tennis now, and there are very few penhold players. People think that the penhold grip is outdated. So why did you choose the penhold grip?"

"Perhaps it was fate in a past life."

Chen Jin smiled and said, "Moreover, I don't think penhold grip is outdated. It's just that compared to shakehand grip, it requires more talent and effort, and it's harder to achieve results, so fewer people choose it."

"Tomorrow's final opponent is Tomokazu Harimoto."

The host then asked, "What are your thoughts?"

"Every time I compete, I aim for the championship, and I believe Zhang Ben does too."

Chen Jin said, "I hope tomorrow's match will be even more exciting."

Inside the training hall, Zhang Benzhihe, panting heavily, wiped away sweat and glanced at the live broadcast screen not far away: "Is the match between Chen Jin and Wang Chuqin over?"

"The fight is over."

Kunifumi Tase crossed his arms, nodded, and looked somewhat solemn.

Who made it to the finals?

Zhang Benzhihe's heart tightened. "Wang Chuqin? Or Chen Jin?"

In fact, for him, either of these two people would be difficult to deal with, regardless of who made it to the finals.

"Chen Jin".

Kunifumi Tasei said in a deep voice.

"It's really him."

Zhang Benzhihe let out a long sigh, "Wang Chuqin lost again?"

"Wang Chuqin not only lost, but he was utterly defeated."

Kunifumi Tadase frowned. "Although Chen Jin is young, his strength is even more terrifying than that of Mataki at his peak."

Tomokazu Harimoto could not refute this point.

He had fought Chen Jin before, so he was very clear about Chen Jin's strength.

Even if I were to unleash my full power, I'm afraid I still wouldn't be a match for Chen Jin.

"Could it be... that I really can't beat him?"

A hint of worry flashed across Tomokazu Harimoto's brow.

"uncertain."

Kunishi Tasei said, "Don't forget, we now have Omikami."

Although he doesn't think highly of Da Yu Shen, he might give it a try against a player like Chen Jin.

By utilizing the Great God, we can find Chen Jin's weakness and use the best tactics to fight him.

What if we beat Chen Jin?
"Yes, Omikami."

Zhang Benzhihe immediately perked up.

To some extent, the Great God helped him defeat Liang Jingkun and Lin Shidong.

It's not impossible for him to help himself defeat Chen Jin.

Think of this.

Zhang Benzhihe was about to speak.

Unexpectedly, Kunifumi Tase's cell phone rang.

"Minister Miyazaki?"

Kunifumi Tasei quickly answered the call.

After a brief conversation, he hung up the phone and turned to Tomokazu Harimoto, saying, "Minister Miyazaki wants us to attend a meeting?"

"including me?"

"Correct."

It is clear that this meeting was convened in preparation for tomorrow's final.

After all, playing at home, the entire Japanese team, from top to bottom, wanted to keep the championship.

I packed my things and headed straight to the conference room.

Yoshihito Miyazaki, Seiya Kishikawa, Benyu Zhang, and Min Dong had been waiting for a long time.

After sitting down.

Yoshihito Miyazaki didn't mince words and went straight to the point, asking Tomokazu Harimoto, "Tomokazu-kun, are you confident you can defeat Chen Jin in tomorrow's final?"

His eyes were full of expectation.

"The chances of winning are slim."

Tomokazu Harimoto thought for a moment and said, "But for the honor of the Japanese team, I will do my best!"

"very good."

Yoshihito Miyazaki smiled and said, "What I want is your fighting spirit, Tomokazu-kun."

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhihe."

Kishikawa Seiya fiddled with the laptop in front of him. "With your skills, as long as you use the right tactics, I believe you can definitely defeat Chen Jin and win the championship and honor for the Neon team."

"Then I'll have to ask Coach Kishikawa for help with your 'Great God'."

Zhang Benzhihe said.

He knew very well that the purpose of this meeting was to discuss tactics for defeating Chen Jin in tomorrow's final.

The Great God, who had repeatedly performed extraordinary feats, was naturally the focus of the meeting.

"Easy to say."

Kishikawa Seiya laughed and said, "The Great God was born for this purpose."

As he spoke, a clicking sound could be heard as his ten fingers danced across the keyboard.

A passage of text was quickly displayed on the projector.

How can Tomokazu Harimoto defeat Chen Jin?

Prior to this, Kishikawa Seiya had already input Chen Jin's match videos into the AI ​​system.

The system automatically analyzed Chen Jin's technical data. Now, by simply entering commands, a simulated battle between Chen Jin and Zhang Benzhihe has been completed, and a way to defeat Chen Jin can be found.

Omikami: "Thinking..."

"System busy, please try again later."

……

"?"

Kishikawa Seiya frowned. "Wasn't this bug fixed after the last meeting? How come it's happening again?"

Use the mouse to click the refresh button.

Omikami: "Thinking..."

"System busy, please try again later."

……

refresh.

"Thinking..."

"System busy, please try again later."

……

This was repeated more than ten times, but the system's response was always "busy".

"Another bug has appeared."

A few beads of sweat appeared on Kishikawa Seiya's forehead.

"Uh……"

Zhang Benzhihe said, "Could it be that the system thinks I can't defeat Chen Jin, so it keeps doing this, pretending to be a bug?"

"impossible."

Kishikawa Seiya said decisively, "Tomokazu-kun, don't be delusional. 'Omikami' will definitely be able to help you find a tactical way to defeat Chen Jin."

Next.

I tried several more times.

However, the system did not respond.

"The first-generation product was like this: due to limited funds, it was riddled with bugs."

Kishikawa Seiya sighed.

His words were full of obvious implications.

He glanced at her from the corner of his eye from time to time.

"Coach Kishikawa."

Zhang Benzhihe pondered for a moment and said, "How about we change the question?"

"I'd like to see Chen Jin's technical data."

If Da Yu Shen can analyze the match videos and meticulously piece together Chen Jin's technical data, then...

With the coaching staff's level of expertise, they can still devise corresponding tactics based on Chen Jin's technical characteristics, avoiding his strengths and attacking his weaknesses, without the need for AI assistance.

"OK."

Kishikawa Seiya made a gesture and re-entered the keywords.

soon.

The system reacted immediately.

A long string of text appeared.

This includes the formula book containing Chen Jin's various technical data.

Power: 10
Rotation: 10
Speed: 10
Steps: 10
Landing point: 10
Change of direction: 10
Stalemate: 10
Tactics: 10
……

The data is so intense it sends chills down your spine and leaves you speechless.

Half an hour passed.

Yoshihito Miyazaki broke the silence: "Seiya-kun, is this data out of 100?"

"Do not."

Kishikawa Seiya smiled wryly, "It's a ten-point system."

"A ten-point system?"

Yoshihito Miyazaki leaned back, exhaling a long breath, looking as if he had suddenly aged ten years. "This is terrifying."

"Is there really no way to defeat Chen Jin?"

Kishikawa Seiya wiped his sweat: "I'll try again."

Think a little.

Re-enter the command - How can I defeat Chen Jin?
Shortly after.

The system flashed a few times, and then the text appeared.

[Suggested Solution]

I. Refer to "Huo Yuanjia";
Second, we pray that Chen Jin is injured or unwell and will voluntarily withdraw from the competition.
III. The system is busy, please try again later.

(End of this chapter)