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

Chapter 290 Chen Jin will surely usher in an era that belongs to him!
The lights were dazzling, like a cascading galaxy.

The light shone on the boy, making him radiant and full of vigor.

In a trance.

A familiar yet unfamiliar figure, traversing the river of time and space, came from Yokohama in 09 and appeared before Wang Hao.

The bright moon still shines over the great river, but how many people still remember that young man who once roamed the world with a sword?

The competition ended, and Chen Jin won the championship.

that moment.

Wang Hao was more excited than anyone else. He jumped up from the sofa, clenched his fists, turned around and roared at the audience.

A relieved smile, his face etched with wrinkles reminiscent of the Loess Plateau.

"Even with a faulty racket, he was still able to sweep aside Wang Chuqin and Zhang Ben to win the championship."

Wang Hao looked at Chen Jin, clapped his hands vigorously, and a smile of admiration appeared on his lips.

Since the WTT Fukuoka Finals, apart from the World Junior Championships, the Mixed Team World Cup, and the Chinese Table Tennis Super League, most of this year's major events have come to an end.

Next year will be the real highlight.

Especially in the first half of the year.

The Singapore Grand Slam, Asian Cup, World Cup, World Table Tennis Championships... a host of major tournaments.

Wang Hao has high hopes for Chen Jin's performance: "After many years, we finally see hope for the resurgence of the penhold grip!"

Xuperman's live stream.

Xu Xin took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes: "Ziban'er, that's really ruthless."

"To win the WTT Finals at the age of fifteen, that must be unprecedented in the history of Chinese table tennis, right?"

Even Fan Zhendong, who burst onto the scene and was hailed as "the descendant of the Purple Star," could not achieve this.

"If we only consider the Chinese national table tennis team, we should be right."

Cheng Jingqi nodded. "I remember when Zhang Ben won the ITTF World Tour Grand Finals in 18, he was a little younger than Chen Jin."

"I'm not sure about that."

Xu Xin said, "But Chen Jin has not lost a single game so far, and all of them have been crushing victories, which is something Zhang Ben could not match back then."

"Let alone Zhang Ben, it seems that even Little Fatty was slightly inferior back then."

"It all depends on Chen Jin's performance afterward, and whether he can maintain this momentum."

As he spoke, Xu Xin took a tactical sip of water and sighed again, "At this age, these achievements are truly remarkable."

Cheng Jingqi picked up his phone: "I saw someone online saying that Chen Jin looks so strong because both Long and Xiao Pang withdrew from the competition. When the tiger is away, the monkey becomes king."

"very sour."

Xu Xin sneered, "What do you mean by 'when the cat's away, the mice will play'? Don't you think Chen Jin is the tiger?"

In just three months since his debut, Chen Jin has already defeated all his opponents and become the undisputed king of the world table tennis arena.

Whether it's the Chinese national table tennis team or foreign teams, all the players paled in comparison.

From now on, the foreign association will make Chen Jin a key research subject and study his tactics and playing style.

"I'm putting my words here, and everyone is welcome to come back and do some research anytime to see if my prediction is correct."

Xu Xin's tone was not harsh, but it left no room for doubt: "Just like the Two Kings and One Horse, the Three Musketeers of yesteryear, Chen Jin will surely usher in an era that belongs to him!"

……

The whole world is exploding in the live broadcast room.

Having just finished watching the match between Chen Jin and Zhang Benzhihe, Fang Bo and Fang Yinchi looked at each other, speechless.

Half an hour passed.

Fang Bo then spoke, breaking the silence, his words and expression still revealing shock: "Another 4-0... I can only say, Chen Jin is too strong."

"too strong."

Fang Yinchi, acting as a straight man, said, "The last player with such a strong penhold grip was Wang Hao."

He had barely finished speaking when he suddenly realized something.

He quickly added a patch, "Brothers, I'm not saying Xu Xin isn't strong, but in terms of dominance, Xu Xin can't compare to Wang Hao."

The desire to survive is full.

But, it's too late.

The live chat was filled with questions: "Isn't Xu Xin's penhold grip strong?"

"There's no comparison."

Fang Bo chimed in, "It's not that I'm questioning my brother Hao, but I don't think he can compare to Chen Jin."

"During the era of the 'Two Kings and One Horse,' Wang Hao, Wang Liqin, and Ma Lin checked and balanced each other, and ultimately none of them were able to win a Grand Slam. Later, Zhang Jike emerged and personally ended the era of the 'Two Kings and One Horse.'"

"But now, with Dragon retiring and Fatty withdrawing from the competition, it's like the ancient times when heroes vied for supremacy."

"Chen Jin has emerged out of nowhere. With his current strength and performance, he may very well be able to create his own era and dynasty."

Speaking of which.

Fang Bo suddenly recalled that during the BJ Grand Slam, when Ma Long left the final, he had said to Ma Long, "I'll have fewer and fewer opportunities to watch you play in the future."

Ma Long laughed and said, "There's no chance anymore."

He is in his prime, yet he has to leave the arena where he has fought hard for more than 20 years.

It's hard to imagine what Mataki was feeling when he said those words.

Just as I was feeling sentimental.

At this moment.

A comment suddenly appeared in the live stream chat: "Brother Bo, when are you going to let Chen Jin come to the World Explosion Challenge?"

After retiring, Fang Bo, along with Fang Yinchi, Chen Hao, and others, founded the "Quan Shi Bao" brand to promote table tennis through adult instruction and online live streaming.

Their level of professionalism is unmatched by any other small-time cast.

In the past year, the World Explosion has launched a challenge tournament, welcoming amateur and professional players to come and challenge, which has attracted a lot of attention.

"Stop messing around, bro."

Fang Bo was startled and gave a bitter laugh, "This isn't about letting Chen Jin challenge Quan Shi Bao, it's about letting Chen Jin massacre Quan Shi Bao."

"Even if I were to return to the strength and form I had at the 2015 Suzhou World Table Tennis Championships, I still wouldn't be able to beat Chen Jin."

The 15 Suzhou World Table Tennis Championships was Ma Long's crowning achievement.

This was also a highlight of Fang Bo's career.

I still remember that classic side-step burst down the straight line, which remains impressive to this day.

"To be honest, with Chen Jin's strength, if he came to our World Championship, it would be a best-of-five series. If we played seriously, I estimate I could only win three points in total."

Fang Yinchi said in a serious tone. It should be noted that Fang Yinchi is no ordinary person; he was once the top player in the national table tennis team's second team.

"I guess they went easy on you because they were considering my feelings."

Fang Bo added.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

"Nothing wrong."

Fang Yinchi laughed and said, "In this era of 40+ plastic balls, for a penhold grip player to achieve such results, his talent is undeniable."

"The key is that he can integrate the technical characteristics of traditional penhold grip and penhold backhand, and use them freely in the game according to the opponent and the tactics. This is what makes Chen Jin so terrifying."

Fang Bo looked at the screen and laughed, "The coaching team really struck gold this time. Look at Hao Ge, he's smiling so much his face is full of wrinkles."

The camera shows the rest area.

Chen Jinzheng took off his soaked jersey, revealing his physique.

His abdominal muscles were clearly defined and looked particularly strong under the light.

The back muscles appear and disappear with the movement.

"I go!"

Fang Yinchi stared in disbelief. "Chen Jin looks thin, but once he takes off his clothes, he's all muscle. No wonder he's achieved such results."

"And his thigh muscles, when he pulls the ball, are like blocks of iron, don't exaggerate."

His words were full of envy.

Those who truly understand football know that power originates from the ground, a timeless truth.

Therefore, lower limb strength is especially crucial.

"I've only seen muscles like that on two other people in the national team."

Fang Bo also looked on with envy, clicking his tongue in praise, "One is the Dragon Team, and the other is Hunger."

"Xu Xin?"

"Come on, haven't you guys seen the photos of 'no shirtless gymnastics'?"

"Xu Xin's belly is at least three months along."

Talking and laughing.

Chen Jin had already changed his clothes and put on his coat.

Standing behind him, Wang Hao gently straightened Chen Jin's collar, smoothing out the wrinkles.

"Go!"

Wang Hao smiled indulgently, "Step onto the champion's podium that belongs to you."

Then, I watched as Chen Jin, led by staff, went backstage.

Award ceremony.

As a Trisolaran, Liu Guoliang held a high position and great power, and with a smile, he personally presented Chen Jin with the trophy.

Chen Jin bowed slightly and shook hands with Liu Guoliang.

Doha.

Liu Guoliang smiled and said in a low voice.

Without needing to say more, Chen Jin understood instantly.

The 2025 Doha World Table Tennis Championships are just six months away.

That's the most prestigious top-level tournament in the world of table tennis, bar none!

The ultimate goal for all professional table tennis players!
No matter how many WTT championships you win, you will not gain recognition until you win the World Table Tennis Championships, which symbolizes the highest honor in table tennis.

To date, Chen Jin has won all the WTT regular season, championship, grand slam, and final titles.

However, he remained calm and composed throughout.

The mere mention of "Doha" stirred up quite a wave of emotions within me.

After the awards were presented.

The champion and runner-up took a selfie together.

"By the way, when are you going back to China?"

Taking this opportunity, Tomokazu Harimoto asked, "Tomorrow I'll treat you to yakiniku at an izakaya to show you some hospitality."

"It's not clear yet."

Chen Jin smiled.

"I'll wait for you backstage. I'll add you on WeChat later."

"OK."

After speaking, Tomokazu Harimoto, holding the runner-up trophy, turned and left the arena amidst applause from the audience.

Chen Jin was left alone on the podium, enjoying his championship moment.

Seeing Zhang Ben leave, Toyama Sakura looked on with a hint of regret and melancholy, and carrying her support sign, she was about to leave the audience.

Look down.

Takashi Toyama sat at a distance, took out his phone, and seemed to be up to no good.

Sakura Toyama glanced at him discreetly and then noticed that Takashi Toyama was Googling information about "Japanese straight-screen phones" on his phone.

"what?"

Sakura Toyama suddenly patted Takashi Toyama on the shoulder and chuckled, "Little brother, what are you secretly investigating?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Takashi Toyama was startled and quickly covered his phone tightly.

"I'll bring you again for the next competition?"

"Toyama Sakura smiled."

"Table tennis matches are so boring, who would want to watch them again? It's a waste of time."

Putting his phone in his pocket, Takashi Toyama pretended to yawn, stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and said listlessly, "Let's go, I'm going back to watch my baseball game."

Halfway there, he couldn't help but turn back to look at Chen Jin.

A strange light flashed deep within his dark pupils, then disappeared.

Takashi Toyama pulled up the hood of his hoodie to cover his head, revealing the word "Fighting" on the back.

(End of this chapter)