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

Chapter 308: Winning the World Youth Championship!
"Break!"

The ping-pong ball streaked across the table with a sharp white light, like lightning, swift and fierce.

Before Xie Mingyang could react, the ball had already flown past him and slammed heavily onto the floor behind him.

End of first game.

2: 11.

"nice shot!"

Xie Mingyang couldn't help but blurt out.

As an opponent, it seems a bit abrupt.

At this moment, Chen Jin gently put down his racket, picked up a towel, and turned to walk towards the rest area on the sidelines.

Watching Chen Jin's retreating figure, Xie Mingyang showed no signs of discouragement or frustration despite the crushing defeat in the first game; instead, his eyes shone with an unusual light.

He started playing ball at the age of seven and achieved some success by the age of eight.

Starting at the age of nine, he played table tennis alone with his racket, frequenting various table tennis halls in Shanghai and even the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions, defeating many adult masters.

In fact, many of them are former national team players who have retired from professional teams.

At the age of eleven, he was discovered by Wang Liqin, who brought him to the Shanghai team.

Initially, he was not interested in any career path.

It wasn't until he was completely outmatched by Zhao Zihao that he realized the difference between professional and amateur.

For the next six months, he stayed with the Shanghai team for professional training.

At the age of twelve, he finally defeated Zhao Zihao without any handicap.

However, he was no longer satisfied with this and continued to hone his skills and tactics.

Even Xu Xin and Fan Zhendong once gave him guidance.

After three years of hard work, he finally won the championship at the National Youth Table Tennis Championships, making a name for himself.

At that time, Xie Mingyang believed that he was invincible, at least among his peers.

Until the U16 selection competition, they lost to Chen Jin.

Only then did he understand what it meant to have a world beyond the world.

After the selection competition, he reflected deeply on his mistakes and secretly resolved to make defeating Chen Jin his goal.

For the past three months, I have spent almost every day with Chen Jin, inseparable from him.

This not only shows his significant improvement in skills, but also serves as a testament to Chen Jin's rise to prominence.

The stronger Chen Jin became, the more he longed to fight him.

Finally, his opportunity arrived.

In this World Junior Championships, they fought their way to the finals and faced Chen Jin.

In reality, Xie Mingyang was well aware that he was no match for Chen Jin.

However, his requirement for this competition is simple: to win one more point from Chen Jin would be progress.

In his mind, Chen Jin was like a towering mountain.

To climb, you must take it one step at a time.

Courtside.

rest area.

Xie Mingyang stood with one hand on his hip and the other drinking water, gazing up at the dome of the stadium with his eyes slightly narrowed, constantly thinking about tactics.

In the first game, he had already tried various tactics and strategies.

From serving to receiving, from short balls to close-to-the-table fast attacks, from close-to-the-table fast attacks to mid-to-long-range rallies...

In terms of power, speed, spin, landing point, and rhythm, they were at a disadvantage.

"Chen Jin is still too well-rounded."

Xie Mingyang sighed inwardly, "No matter what tactics I use, with his strength and tactical reserves, he can handle it with ease."

Even so, he did not give up and continued to rack his brains for a way out.

……

Rongcheng.

Jinjiang Hotel.

It was already midnight.

Liu Guoliang stayed alone in his hotel room, also watching the World Youth Championships U19 Men's Singles Final.

"With Xie Mingyang's current strength, he is indeed no match for Chen Jin."

Liu Guoliang frowned.

Moreover, judging from the content of the first game, Chen Jin played ruthlessly and showed no mercy whatsoever.

Xie Mingyang gave it his all and thoroughly enjoyed the game.

"Chen Jin has not lost a single match since the selection process began."

"With such a record, he is like a dragon possessing a treasure. For any player, he is both feared and tempted."

After all, defeating Chen Jin would rapidly increase his fame in the world of table tennis.

The longer Chen Jin's winning streak continues, the more incalculable the value of this treasure becomes.

The greater the pressure, the greater the pressure.

It remains to be seen whether Chen Jin, given his age and mindset, will be able to withstand the pressure.

Moreover, it's better to benefit our own people than to let others take it.

Unfortunately, Chen Jin remained noncommittal, but Xie Mingyang did not appreciate the gesture.

"Xie Mingyang is indeed talented and has unlimited potential, just like Ma Long back then."

Liu Guoliang watched the live broadcast of the competition on TV, saying, "I just need more experience in major competitions and need to continue honing my skills."

According to his previous thinking, Chen Jin, currently ranked second in the world, would be qualified for next year's World Cup based on his ranking alone.

Even if we take a step back and assume the worst, with Chen Jin's ability, surely he could have made it to the Asian Cup semi-finals?

Xie Mingyang only has this one chance.

"Judging from the current situation, the method of obtaining a World Cup qualification through the World Youth Championship is not feasible."

Liu Guoliang pondered to himself, "Is there any other way?"

When he came to his senses, he realized that the second game was already over.

4: 11.

Xie Mingyang lost again.

Just as Liu Guoliang frowned.

Sudden.

The cell phone rang loudly.

Liu Guoliang glanced at the nickname and was startled.

He stood up abruptly, straightened his clothes, and carefully answered the phone.

After a while.

After hanging up the call, Liu Guoliang breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, applause and cheers came from the television.

Liu Guoliang turned his head to look.

Chen Jin then decisively won the third game with a score of 11-1.

The score is 3-0.

Xie Mingyang was already standing on the edge of a cliff.

"There's no suspense anymore."

Liu Guoliang looked relaxed.

Immediately, I turned off the TV and went to sleep.

……

"So cruel!"

Letting out a long breath, Xie Mingyang was still shaken. "I almost got my head shaved."

Originally, he was thrilled to have won four points in the second game by engaging in a suicidal close-to-the-table three-shot attack.

Unexpectedly, in the third round, Chen Jin fought even more fiercely than him.

Moreover, Chen Jin was in high spirits and showed no mercy, clearly aiming for an 11-0 victory.

In the audience seats.

Even Li Qian secretly broke out in a cold sweat: "They're all rivals, is it really necessary to be so ruthless?"

"Leave a way out for others, so you can meet again in the future."

Unfortunately, Chen Jin, far away on the field, couldn't hear his thoughts at all.

Zhang Jiahao, seeing Xie Mingyang trailing 0-9 and facing the risk of being swept despite his best efforts, couldn't help but shout excitedly.

"Brother Jin, 11 to 0!"

Zhang Jiahao gestured, "Eleven to zero!"

But things didn't go as planned.

His shout had the opposite effect.

Xie Mingyang overheard this, which fueled his ruthless murderous intent.

Xie Mingyang, with a do-or-die attitude, unleashed a powerful backhand strike, his sword flashing so fast and with such force that it pierced through Chen Jin's left side of the table.

At least they managed to save face a little.

"The fourth game might also be the last game."

Xie Mingyang clenched his fist, his eyes still bright. "The first three games proved that no tactics work against Chen Jin."

"So, for this game, there's no need to think about any tactics or strategies in advance."

"A desperate battle, with no way out but to fight!"

Think of this.

Xie Mingyang, full of fighting spirit, returned to the field.

There was not a trace of fear in his eyes as he looked up at Chen Jin.

The game continues.

Xie Mingyang served first.

"Break!"

The ping-pong ball, with its uncanny sidespin, resembled a venomous snake suddenly leaping from the grass, lunging towards Chen Jin's backhand baseline.

The ball grows taller by stealing a step!

Chen Jin kept a close eye on the ball, took a half step back, and easily neutralized it with a backhand flick.

Xie Mingyang slid to the side and swung his right hand.

"Snap!" A powerful shot burst through the middle lane.

Chen Jin twisted his waist, bent his body, and forcefully pulled back the right half of the table.

Xie Mingyang pushed off with his feet, lunged forward with a forehand, and charged straight ahead.

Chen Jin flicked the ball with his backhand, like a long sword slicing through the air, using the momentum to quickly send the ball to Xie Mingyang's backhand corner.

The angle is so wide that it spans the entire island of Taiwan.

I thought that this punch had already secured victory.

Unexpectedly.

Xie Mingyang took a cross step and lunged towards the left side of the table. At the same time, he quickly switched his grip to his left hand.

They actually managed to get the ball onto the table.

"what?"

Chen Jin was somewhat surprised.

Ran and egg.

Although Xie Mingyang managed to save the ball, the quality of his return was too poor.

"Snapped!"

Chen Jin showed no mercy.

A furious slam, as powerful as thunder.

The ping-pong ball slammed into Xie Mingyang's forehand side.

No matter how fast Xie Mingyang moved, he was still just a human being and powerless to change the course of events.

0: 1.

His face remained calm, as if still as a well. Xie Mingyang held the white ball and wiped away his sweat.

Then, the serve continued.

The forehand is short.

Side down.

Chen Jin is short.

Xie Mingyang returned a forehand small triangle shot.

Chen Jin took a large step forward, lowered his center of gravity, and leaned his body out to the right side of the table.

Wait until the ball falls.

Only then did he calmly flick his wrist, accelerate the friction, and execute a high-loop arc.

This ball seemed to fly out from under the table.

The curve is low and flat.

"laugh!"

A scraping sound was heard.

Xie Mingyang raised an eyebrow, knowing that the ball had amazing spin and dared not be careless.

Anticipate the landing point, use your body weight to press down on the board, and barely manage to cover it.

However, he still underestimated the ball's spin.

Ultimately, they couldn't hold it down.

The ball hit the edge of the paddle and flew out of bounds.

2: 0.

Switch sides and serve.

In this match, Chen Jin used only hook shots.

Although both are hook serves and seem to have the same motion, the variety of spins and the subtlety of the techniques often make them more difficult to defend against.

The forehand is short.

Do not forward.

Xie Mingyang quickly stepped forward, seized the landing point, lowered his shoulder and raised his elbow, and twisted the ball with his backhand.

Chen Jinzheng quickly dribbles.

Xie Mingyang turned and pulled back.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

A series of crisp and intense sounds of hitting the ball echoed throughout the stadium.

On either side of the table, two figures were seen running back and forth, weaving left and right.

Forehand topspin, backhand rip.

It only lasted ten seconds.

The two had already exchanged high-quality shots at mid-to-long range for more than a dozen rounds.

From the stands, a chorus of "Wow!" could be heard.

"How could Xie Mingyang actually manage to go toe-to-toe with Chen Jin for so many shots from mid-to-long range?"

Li Qian clicked his tongue in admiration, "It seems this kid has really improved recently."

"cut!"

Zhang Jiahao curled his lip and said disdainfully, "What's so great about this? It's just that Brother Jin went easy on me. I could do it too."

"What the hell!"

Huang Youzheng's eyes widened. "The two of them have already rallied for more than thirty strokes? Are they trying to break the record for the longest rally?"

"not necessarily!"

Li Qian shook his head. "Chen Jin's stance is gradually moving forward, while Xie Mingyang is still retreating from the stage. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for long."

Unsurprisingly.

Chen Jin shifted from mid-to-long range to mid-to-close range, unleashing a powerful attack that surged like the Yellow River overflowing its banks, becoming increasingly ferocious.

On the other hand, Xie Mingyang was forced to retreat from the stage and fall into a passive position under Chen Jin's continuous attacks.

Just when the two sides were locked in a stalemate...

Chen Jin stood still near the platform, then suddenly twisted his wrist, using the momentum to quickly shoot diagonally.

Xie Mingyang rushed forward and saved the ball.

Unfortunately, the landing arc was one meter high.

Seeing Chen Jin raise his racket high, he was about to smash a high ball down with a smash.

Startled, Xie Mingyang hurriedly retreated.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jin changed tactics midway, deflecting the force and absorbing the shortness of the attack.

"grass!"

Xie Mingyang lunged forward desperately.

After all, I was a step slow.

He could only watch helplessly as the ping-pong ball fell right in front of him.

3: 0.

Xie Mingyang looked up at Chen Jin, a hint of resentment in his eyes: "We agreed to a head-on confrontation, but you actually took advantage of my weakness?"

Chen Jin seemed not to see it, his face expressionless, as he reached out and touched the table to wipe away his sweat.

Next game.

Xie Mingyang continued to fight with all his might, battling fiercely.

However, Chen Jin's consistent fighting style has always been to stop killing with killing and to control violence with violence.

They did not soften their stance or show mercy just because the opponent had changed.

0: 4.

0: 5.

5: 1.

6: 1.

2: 6.

2: 7.

……

Xie Mingyang serves a forehand serve from the bottom corner.

Chen Jin stepped forward and hoisted the ball high, its arc rising high into the air.

Snapped!
He was violently attacked and torn apart by Xie Mingyang.

The score came to 7:3.

After that, Chen Jin never gave Xie Mingyang another chance to score.

Although Xie Mingyang tried his best to resist and take the lead, he was no match for Chen Jin's fierce attack.

With the final shot, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, it pierced Xie Mingyang's forehand corner.

The score was 11-3.

The score is 4-0.

Unsurprisingly, Chen Jin won the U19 Men's Singles title at the World Junior Championships.

"Whoo~"

Xie Mingyang let out a long breath.

Sudden.

He smiled.

I've known him for so long, and I've never seen him smile so easily.

Moreover, this was after losing the game.

at the same time.

The moment he won, Chen Jin also shed his fierce aura and immediately relaxed.

Looking up, he exchanged a smile with Xie Mingyang.

"Congratulations."

Xie Mingyang voluntarily extended his palm, completely convinced of Xie's sincerity.

"come on."

Chen Jin said in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)