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

Chapter 328 Yan Sheng defeats Wang Chuqin! Wins the Chinese Table Tennis Super League Championship!

"Wang Chuqin—"

"come on!"

……

"come on--"

"Wang Chuqin!"

……

The huge Shanghai stadium was brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

The fans at the scene shouted in unison, wave after wave, like a tidal wave, which shook people's hearts.

It looked as if the ceiling was about to be lifted off.

Yan Sheng's jersey was already soaked with sweat and clung tightly to his vest.

Each breath was heavy, as if squeezed out of his lungs.

The hand holding the racket trembled slightly.

Under the lamplight, Yan Sheng was momentarily disoriented, his body swayed, and he almost lost his balance.

"Hold on!"

The voice of Chen Longcan came from behind him, like a wake-up call, pulling him back from his reverie.

Take a deep breath.

Yan Sheng forced himself to calm down.

Sweat, the size of soybeans, slid down his cheeks and gathered into drops on his chin.

It finally hit the ground with a soft ticking sound.

Yan Sheng held the ping-pong ball in his hand, raised his elbow, and wiped the sweat from his temples.

He opened his mouth slightly and looked at Wang Chuqin.

At this moment, Wang Chuqin squatted down like a crab, ready to receive the serve.

The once bustling stadium suddenly became much quieter.

"Whoo~"

Yan Sheng blew a breath at the ping-pong ball before bending down and tossing it high into the air.

The instant the ball landed in front of me.

Yan Sheng slightly moved his wrist.

Use your body weight to press down on the curve.

"Back serve?"

Wang Chuqin's pupils suddenly contracted.

With his keen eyes, no matter how subtle Yan Sheng's serving motions were, how could they escape his sharp gaze?

"Yan Sheng uses pimpled rubber on his forehand and inverted rubber on his backhand..."

Wang Chuqin's mind raced. "He serves with his backhand, which means he's using inverted rubber..."

Although the serving technique is the same, the spin of the ball served with short pips and inverted rubber is different.

If you're not careful, you'll fall for it.

This gives the opponent a chance to launch a preemptive attack.

It's just a fleeting moment.

Wang Chuqin had already determined the spin: "Inverted rubber backspin!"

Step forward and gently swing your arms.

however.

The moment the ball is touched.

Wang Chuqin immediately sensed something was wrong, and his expression suddenly changed drastically.

"Oops!"

Wang Chuqin secretly realized something was wrong, "It's not turning."

"How could it not turn?"

"His serve with inverted rubber on the back is definitely a side-to-side serve, no doubt about it."

"But why does it stop turning?"

The details of Yan Sheng's serve flashed through Wang Chuqin's mind like a slow-motion replay in a movie.

But Wang Chuqin still couldn't figure it out.

Before he could react.

the other side.

Seeing that Wang Chuqin had indeed eaten his serve, Yan Sheng was overjoyed and exclaimed in his heart, "Holy crap, Chen Jinzhen is amazing!"

My mind hasn't changed.

Yan Sheng's eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent. He knew that this was a rare opportunity and he had to strike hard.

Immediately, he channeled his strength into his right arm.

He slammed the board down in anger.

"Snapped!"

With the addition of pimpled rubber, this shot was fast, powerful, accurate, and floaty.

Like a cannonball, it blasted towards Wang Chuqin's central chasing position.

Wang Chuqin hurriedly turned around, trying to save the ball.

Unfortunately, the short pips rubber on the racket dips downwards, making it difficult to apply power.
If we want to fight back, we must take the initiative.

But Wang Chuqin's positioning and the ball's landing point blocked his body.
Trying to take the initiative is easier said than done.

The ball went into the net.

"10:9."

The referee raised his hand, indicating that Yan Sheng had scored.

"Choo-hoo!"

After scoring the crucial goal, Yan Sheng couldn't help but clench his fist and roar in celebration.

At the same time, he looked back towards the field.

Chen Jin, Chen Longcan, and Lin Yunru had already stood up and were clapping enthusiastically.

"nice shot!"

Chen Longcan shouted, "Stay calm, don't panic!"

The emotional value is off the charts.

Just now, when the score was 9-9, Chen Longcan asked Yan Sheng for a timeout.

During the timeout, Chen Jin arranged tactics for him.

"Next is your serve, and it's your chance."

Chen Jin said in a deep voice, "We cannot be conservative; we must win by surprise."

It must be admitted that there is a certain gap in strength between Yan Sheng and Wang Chuqin.

The reason they were able to fight for forty minutes, even when they were down 1-2, was that they were able to tie the score and reach the deciding game, where the score was tied at 9-9.

Besides Wang Chuqin's arrogance and underestimation of his opponent, it was also because Yan Sheng implemented his tactics and gritted his teeth to resist.

Now, both of them are standing on the edge of a cliff.

It is not only a contest of hard power, but also a clash of tactics, physical fitness and mentality.

Whoever takes the match point first will gain the psychological advantage.

The problem is that Yan Sheng had already used all his skills in the first four games.

Having exhausted all their tricks, where can they possibly find another way to win?
Yan Sheng looked at Chen Jin with a puzzled expression.

Not only him, but Chen Longcan and Lin Yunru also looked at Chen Jin with curiosity.

"Brother Sheng, do you trust me?"

Chen Jin stared directly at Yan Sheng.

"Of course I do."

Yan Sheng nodded.

Although Chen Jin was younger than him, for some reason, he always felt that Chen Jin exuded a more mature aura than him, which made him feel inexplicably at ease.

Moreover, Chen Jin is especially reliable on the field.

“I trained with you, Brother Sheng, for two and a half years since I joined the provincial team.”

Chen Jin said slowly, "You could say that in this world, no one understands your technology better than me."

"good."

Yan Sheng admitted it.

If Chen Jin didn't understand himself, how could he have consistently dominated him in every match?

"I've always thought your backhand serve is exceptional."

Hearing Chen Jin continue...

Backhand serve?

Yan Sheng was stunned. Could this be what Chen Jin meant by winning by surprise?

"But……"

Yan Sheng hesitated and said, "I already used it once in the second game, but it didn't seem to work."

"It's precisely because it didn't work the first time that it's bound to work this time."

Chen Jin smiled slightly.

"what?"

Yan Sheng became more and more confused as he listened.

"Of course, just serving from the back isn't enough."

Chen Jin lowered his voice to avoid being overheard by his opponent next door, "We also need to coordinate with the board-switching."

"Coordinating with the flipping?"

Yan Sheng raised an eyebrow.

"In the deciding game, with the score tied at nine to nine, Wang Chuqin was under even greater pressure and psychological burden."

Chen Jin curled his lips into a smile, as if everything was under his control. "Under tension and pressure, attention may seem to be more focused, but in reality, it is difficult to notice some subtle changes."

As expected, Wang Chuqin only noticed Yan Sheng's backhand serve, but overlooked Yan Sheng's reverse serve.

"The serve that I used to treat as a joke in training has actually come in handy at crucial moments."

Yan Sheng was overjoyed.

However, he knew very well that without Chen Jin's encouragement, he would never have dared to take such a risk on the field.

The look in his eyes as he gazed at Chen Jin was filled with gratitude and admiration.

In the decisive game, Yan Sheng took the lead and secured the match point.

Wang Chuqin was under even greater pressure.

"I absolutely cannot lose, I cannot lose..."

Wang Chuqin pinched his right thumb hard against his palm, almost drawing blood. "Concentrate! Keep your eyes on the ball!"

Just then.

Both coaches and players stood up to cheer on their respective teammates.

The fans at the scene cheered thunderously.

It was almost one-sided.

Fortunately, Yan Sheng was completely absorbed in the competition at that moment.

They are deaf to everything outside of themselves.

Those few seconds felt like an eternity, like being undercover in prison for over a decade.

Wang Chuqin paced back and forth on the court, touched the table, and wiped his racket.

After some hesitation, he finally returned to the pool table, bending over and crouching like a crab.

The scene fell silent instantly, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

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

The ball bounced a few times on the table, then Yan Sheng grabbed it and tossed it high into the air.

The racket angle is set the instant the racket contacts the ball.

"Break!"

A fast, long ball, followed by a surprise backhand attack.

Stealing growth!

This shot was extremely fast, with a sharp arc, heading straight for Wang Chuqin's right side of the table.

However, Wang Chuqin seemed to have already guessed: "He really wanted to steal my long ball!"

Anticipate the ball's trajectory and turn sideways in advance.

Wang Chuqin fell to the ground and then sprinted forward.

Like a tiger unleashed from its cage.

Like a monstrous dragon breaking through an abyss.

The ping-pong ball, carrying a powerful force, hurtled towards Yan Sheng like a speeding dump truck.

This goal was incredibly powerful.

In the stands, fans were already screaming: "Wow, what a cool fall and explosive charge!"

But before he could finish speaking...

Stopped abruptly.

It felt as if a sharp knife had slit his throat.

Faced with Wang Chuqin's unstoppable side-falling charge, Yan Sheng didn't even move his feet.

Standing still, like a piece of wood, relying solely on conditioned reflexes to push and block.

"Snapped!"

The shock made Yan Sheng's tiger's mouth go numb.

Just when everyone thought Wang Chuqin had broken through Yan Sheng's defense with one strike.

A miracle suddenly occurred.

Yan Sheng actually used a straight-grip push to forcefully stop Wang Chuqin from falling to the ground and charging forward!

His body spun like a spiral on the ground, and Wang Chuqin glanced back.

Unexpectedly, his explosive charge was blocked by Yan Sheng.

Startled, Wang Chuqin tried to dive to save the ball, but it was too late.

He could only watch helplessly as the ping-pong ball flew past him, powerless to do anything about it.

"Buzz!"

Wang Chuqin's mind went blank, and his face was deathly pale.

"11:9."

The referee announced emotionlessly, "The match is over, 3-2, Yan Sheng wins."

The audience was as quiet as a chicken.

Many people were still in shock and completely bewildered, exchanging bewildered glances.

This result was clearly unexpected by many.

The moment the ball hits the ground.

Yan Sheng suddenly shouted.

Snapped!
The racket slipped and fell to the ground.

Feeling as if all the strength had been drained from his body, Yan Sheng knelt on the ground, covering his face with his hands.

I won!
I defeated Wang Chuqin, the world's number one!

"what--"

Yan Sheng roared to the sky.

The pressure that had been building up inside was finally released with that roar.

This match was won with great difficulty.

It almost exhausted his physical and mental strength.

A mere forty-odd minutes was more tiring than four training sessions a day.

Fortunately, they ultimately won the game.

Apart from Chen Jin and a few fans, the rest of the audience seemed to still be reeling from Wang Chuqin's unexpected defeat.

Many people did not expect that Wang Chuqin, the world's number one, would lose to an unknown player, the number one player from the S province team, in such an important match.

There was a moment of silence.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Wang Chuqin, it's alright."

"Wang Chuqin, you're the best!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

In an instant, three thousand fans shouted in unison.

It seemed that Wang Chuqin was the real winner.

Despite this, Yan Sheng remained unconcerned, completely absorbed in the excitement and exhilaration of winning the game.

After he finally calmed down and came to his senses, he looked down.

"what?"

Yan Sheng was slightly taken aback. "Why are there two rackets on the ground?"

One of the rackets was clearly his own.

So, what about the other one?

Yan Sheng quickly realized what was happening.

Looking up, he saw Wang Chuqin walking towards him with a gloomy expression.

Yan Sheng picked up the two rackets and handed one of them to Wang Chuqin.

Wang Chuqin accepted the document expressionlessly, seemingly ignoring Yan Sheng's outstretched hand, and walked straight toward the referee.

"?"

Yan Sheng frowned slightly.

However, in high spirits after winning, he didn't dwell on it.

After shaking hands with the referee and the opposing coach, Yan Sheng returned to his own camp.

"Played well."

Chen Longcan, Chen Jin, and Lin Yunru were all all smiles.

In fact, including them, they did not think Yan Sheng could defeat Wang Chuqin.

After all, Wang Chuqin's strength is undeniable.

Unexpectedly, Yan Sheng performed admirably, winning this crucial point for the S Province team.

2: 0.

S Province team is in the lead.

Just one more point and they can lift the Dragon Cup of the Chinese Table Tennis Super League and win a million-dollar prize.

"lucky."

Yan Sheng grinned.

"Go check the trending topics right now."

Lin Yunru laughed and said, "You're definitely trending on social media now."

"Trending topics are great, but remember to turn off private messages."

Chen Jin joked.

Human joys are not shared.

In contrast, the atmosphere was particularly somber for the Weiqiao team.

Last night, they gathered together to discuss their strategy and tactics, considering many possibilities.

Despite all the calculations, the one thing they overlooked was that Wang Chuqin would actually lose to Yan Sheng.

All the pre-match plans were completely disrupted by Wang Chuqin's loss.

Yin Xiao was devastated.

However, he cannot reveal his inner breakdown and dissatisfaction on the surface.

"If you lose, you lose."

Yin Xiao comforted her, "It's alright."

Anyway, young people don't lack the courage to start over.

Although Wang Chuqin is no longer young.

Wang Chuqin didn't speak, but instead lowered his head and silently wiped his racket.

0: 2.

This result was completely beyond the scope of Weiqiao team's predictions.

According to their lineup, the next match will be Huang Youzheng versus Chen Jin.

Chen Jin's strength is evident to all.

Since his debut, he has never lost a match.

Both Wang Chuqin and Liang Jingkun, two world-class table tennis players, have been defeated by Chen Jin.

In the first stage, Huang Youzheng was already thoroughly defeated by Chen Jin.

Looking back, I still feel lingering fear.

I thought that this time in the finals, I wouldn't have to bear the pressure of losing the entire competition like last time.

Originally, this match was supposed to be an unimportant three-player game, but now it has turned into a life-or-death battle.

After all the twists and turns, they still couldn't escape the cruel tricks of fate.

"Why am I always the one who's hurt?"

Huang Youzheng was on the verge of tears.

Yin Xiao also expressed his helplessness: "Play relaxed, enjoy the game, and don't blame me if you lose."

Enjoy the game?

It's clearly a game of being abused, and I'm not a masochist, so how can I enjoy it?

Huang Youzheng silently complained to himself.

"Correct."

Liang Jingkun added, "What if a miracle happens?"

Just like Yan Sheng's upset victory over Wang Chuqin.

"Is there really a miracle?"

Huang Youzheng muttered to himself.

the answer is negative.

Chen Jin is not Wang Chuqin and has no knowledge of refrigeration.

11: 3.

11: 5.

11: 2.

Chen Jin swept Huang Youzheng 3-0 with overwhelming force.

As the last ball landed.

Chen Jin raised his right hand and extended his index finger, silently announcing to the world: "2024 Table Tennis Super League Champion, S Province Team!"

S Province team's first ever Table Tennis Super League championship!
(End of this chapter)