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

Chapter 475 The jersey change buff really works?
When Wang Chuqin changed his jersey and reappeared at the stadium.

The cheers of the fans in the audience resounded once again.

"Wang Chuqin!"

Someone shouted hoarsely, "The king has returned!"

Instantly.

Many responded.

"Wang Chuqin—"

"come on!"

……

"Wang Chuqin—"

"The King Returns!"

……

"Wang Chuqin—"

"A comeback!"

……

"Wang Chuqin—"

"A comeback from 0-2 down to 4-2!"

……

The sound waves grew louder and louder, almost bursting through the roof of the venue.

A group of die-hard fans blushed, almost cried out for air, their eyes filled with almost devout anticipation.

They believed that Wang Chuqin, now with a buff, would be able to turn the tide like Maro in Rio and Fan Zhendong in Paris, achieving a miraculous comeback from a 0-2 deficit and becoming a legend.

The new jersey that Wang Chuqin is wearing is the signal that the counterattack has begun!

Wang Chuqin walked with his head held high and chest out under the lights, clearly feeling the scorching gazes and deafening shouts.

The new jersey is dry and comfortable, providing insulation from the cold and sticky feeling of being soaked in sweat.

It seemed that a trace of the previous dejection had also been taken away.

At this moment, he was reborn, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

"Whoo~"

Wang Chuqin took a deep breath, trying to make his eyes firm and his steps steady.

Now, he needs confidence.

He also needs to convince his fans that a miracle is just around the corner.

the other side.

Chen Jin merely glanced at his completely transformed opponent, his gaze as calm as an ancient well, without the slightest ripple.

He certainly knew about the legend of the "clothes-changing buff".

However, such metaphysics is always an embellishment to strength, not the fundamental factor that determines victory or defeat.

“Time!”

The referee's voice came through the microphone.

Suppress the slight noise at the scene.

Chen Jin calmly put down the half-eaten banana in his hand, stood up, picked up a towel, and walked towards the arena.

Their eyes met.

It was as if swords were clashing, and sparks flew.

"Third set, 0-0."

The referee gestured, "Wang serves."

On the right side of the table, Wang Chuqin had already taken his position, his fingers pinching the small white ball, feeling its slight coolness.

There was only one thought in my mind.

--attack!
From the very first ball, they used the most ferocious attack to tear apart Chen Jin's defense and regain control of the game!

Toss the ball and prepare to swing.

The body is poised like a drawn bow.

"laugh!"

Short backhand.

Side down.

Chen Jin stepped forward, leaned forward, and peered into the platform.

Seize the landing point, raise your elbow and lower your shoulder.

Twist it in the opposite direction!
What is unexpected is.

Wang Chuqin didn't pause at all after serving.

Like a cheetah, start quickly and turn sideways in advance.

He was betting that Chen Jin would return the ball to his backhand!

Sure enough, as expected.

Chen Jin's backhand flick was of extremely high quality, aimed directly at Wang Chuqin's backhand.

This shot was exactly what Wang Chuqin wanted!

Wang Chuqin was prepared and made ample space by stepping to the side.

Turn your waist and hips to meet the incoming ball.

His entire body's strength erupted instantly.

"Snapped!"

A powerful forehand smash down the line, as if a stone were shattered.

The ball was so fast that its trajectory was almost invisible, leaving only a white flash as it slammed into Chen Jin's forehand corner and bounced away.

1: 0.

That move was clean and decisive.

Absolutely domineering!

"Choo-hoo!"

Wang Chuqin clenched his fist and roared, the flames in his eyes burning even more fiercely.

"Wow--"

The fans at the scene cheered and raised their arms.

That serve and attack was such a morale booster!
This is the "king" they want to see!
Looking at Chen Jin again, he remained expressionless, completely unfazed, and utterly unaffected.

Wang Chuqin served second.

The forehand is short.

Do not forward.

Chen Jin stepped forward and swung his short sword.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chuqin, like a shark smelling blood, swiftly stepped forward.

His entire upper body was almost entirely encroached upon the stage.

Lower your shoulders and raise your elbows.

Gather strength in the waist and abdomen, then use the fingers and wrists to unleash a powerful, short burst of force, slapping down on the head.

"Snapped!"

A powerful backhand twist.

The ball flew like lightning, blasting through Chen Jin's middle lane.

0: 2.

Wang Chuqin looked menacing, raising his fist high.

It's as if he's declaring to the world that he's now terrifyingly strong!
"Pretty!"

"Big Head, keep hitting him like that, punch him through!"

"Did you see Wang Chuqin's eyes? He's gone berserk!"

Fans were ecstatic.

Chen Jin frowned and looked down at his racket.

It must be said that Wang Chuqin's fighting spirit and determination in this round truly surpassed that of the previous two rounds.

However, with a two-game lead, I wasn't worried at all.

"I'd like to see just how strong your all-out attack can be."

It was Chen Jin's turn to play.

Hook your hand.

Left half of the stage.

Side down.

At this moment, Wang Chuqin was brimming with confidence, reacted swiftly, and acted decisively.

He took a big step and jumped to the forehand position.

Sink your shoulders and raise your elbows, then twist and pull with your backhand.

"laugh!"

The attack was aimed at Chen Jin's middle lane once again.

This time, Chen Jin was on guard.

He quickly adjusted his footing, and with a snap, tore it back.

As Wang Chuqin got into the swing of things, his movements and changes in pace reached their peak.

With lightning speed, he slid to the side and unleashed another powerful forehand smash.

"Snapped!"

The ping-pong ball, accompanied by a whooshing sound, slammed into Chen Jin's forehand corner, just barely grazing the edge.

This goal was beyond saving.

0: 3.

Wang Chuqin scored three consecutive points.

The aggressive tactics were extremely effective at the start.

This caught Chen Jin completely off guard.

"We still need to grab the first three rebounds."

Wang Chuqin's gaze became even more resolute.

In the next few balls, Wang Chuqin completely took control of the game.

He completely abandoned complex control and calculation, simplifying tactics to the extreme.

Serve, attack!
When receiving a serve, twist the ball if you can, or drive it if you can!
Every ball was played with full force, at an extreme angle, and with tremendous power.

This Seven Injury Fist style of fighting is clearly effective at this moment.

Chen Jin attempted to curb Wang Chuqin's fierce attacks by controlling the landing points within the table.

Unfortunately, Wang Chuqin was determined not to give him any chance to control the game or create a stalemate.

The score quickly reached 6-2.

Wang Chuqin has gained a four-point lead.

The venue erupted in cheers.

"See that? Changing jerseys really works! Big Head is going on a rampage!"

"Wang Chuqin will win!"

"They came back from 0-2 down to 4-2! They came back from 0-2 down to 4-2!"

……

Unbeknownst to the fans who were making wildly inaccurate predictions, the turning point of the competition was quietly approaching.

After a passive start and a relentless onslaught from his opponent, Chen Jin, with a calm mind like a supercomputer, has already analyzed and adapted to Wang Chuqin's new tactics.

6: 2.

Wang Chuqin serves.

Short forehand. No spin.

Chen Jin adjusted the board position and exerted a sharp, short-range force with his wrist.

"laugh!"

A fast and heavy chop shot was delivered to Wang Chuqin's baseline, slightly off-hand.

The high position made it a bit awkward for Wang Chuqin, making it difficult for him to turn sideways and exert force.

He could only manage a high-looping topspin shot in an attempt to transition.

However, Chen Jin would never do as he wished.

Slide to the side and swing your forehand in a wide arc.

"Snapped!"

An unparalleled power poured forth.

The sound was like thunder, and the force penetrated the bottom plate.

It has explosive power.

The small white ball, like a bolt of lightning, sliced ​​through the air and blasted through Wang Chuqin's defenses before he could even reconstruct them.

6: 3.

"Whoo~"

Wang Chuqin took a deep breath, his expression solemn.

Continue serving.

Middle road.

A fast, long, arched ball.

Chen Jin used the opponent's force against them, shifting his weight forward and tearing the diagonal line in the opposite direction.

Wang Chuqin wanted to use a forehand counter-loop.

However, due to his impatience, he failed to keep track of the time.

Another missed shot on the forehand.

4: 6.

Wang Chuqin was so angry that he stomped his feet on the spot.

Points were lost continuously.

Wang Chuqin's newly established lead was instantly halved.

"Don't rush, stay calm!"

Wang Chuqin realized that Chen Jin's adaptability and counterattacks came too quickly, and he couldn't afford to make the same unnecessary mistakes on any of the subsequent balls.

Take a deep breath.

I tried to calm my racing heart.

Then, he bent down.

Get ready to receive the serve.

Chen Jin hooked a short, non-spinning shot down the middle.

Wang Chuqin stepped forward and swung his short sword.

Chen Jin swings back.

Wang Chuqin twisted it with his hand behind his back.

Chen Jin Tie Fang.

Wang Chuqin pushed off with his feet and resolutely turned to the side.

"Snapped!"

A full-force strike, followed by a powerful surge after falling to the ground.

The ball flew like a cannonball, hurtling towards Chen Jin's forehand corner.

Chen Jin leaped forward, took a cross step, and like a swallow skimming the water three times, pulled back with a forehand diagonal shot.

The results are self-evident.

5: 6.

"Wow!"

There was an uproar.

Chen Jin's fans cheered wildly.

Wang Chuqin's fans were completely stunned.

From 6-2 to 6-5, the situation changed dramatically in just three goals.

Wang Chuqin's seemingly unsolvable fall and explosive charge was actually countered by Chen Jin in such an almost artistic way.

This kind of ball has a greater impact on morale than we imagine.

Wang Chuqin stood up, already drenched in sweat.

He could clearly feel that the indomitable momentum he had just displayed was rapidly fading away.

Instead, there was a familiar yet suffocating sense of oppression.

It was that boy from across the table!
"no!"

"This can't go on!"

Warning bells rang in Wang Chuqin's mind.

There are no off-field battles in civil war; all adjustments must be made by oneself.

He immediately raised his hand to signal a pause.

Wang Chuqin's face was somewhat gloomy. He put down his racket, picked up a towel, and slowly walked towards the rest area on the sidelines.

I sat on the sofa, drinking water and thinking.

I took deep breaths, my mind racing as I reviewed the events.

"Chen Jin's first three shots are also strong. If I relax even slightly, he will counterattack."

"The problem is that combat style demands a lot of physical strength and energy. Once that energy is gone, it's dangerous..."

"No, to beat Chen Jin, we still have to rely on a fierce gunfight!"

In those brief few dozen seconds, Wang Chuqin's thoughts were in complete disarray.

Ultimately, his desire to win and his path dependence led him to firmly commit to the attacking tactics.

He didn't believe that Chen Jin could defend against such a high-quality, explosive attack every time.

As long as the success rate is high enough, you can still win!
The pause ends.

Both players returned to the arena.

The game continues.

Facing Chen Jin's serve, Wang Chuqin still used a topspin flick, followed by a powerful side smash on the next shot.

However, Chen Jin seemed to see through his thoughts.

By positioning himself slightly back and shifting his weight off the stage, he barely managed to defend against Wang Chuqin's deadly move.

6: 6.

Chen Jin scored four consecutive points to tie the score.

Wang Chuqin's pause just now not only failed to stop the downward trend, but seemed to have given Chen Jin a clearer way to deal with it.

At that moment, Wang Chuqin felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, chilling him to the bone.

Their trump card for catching up is gradually losing its effectiveness.

Confidence began to crumble like a sandcastle.

The rest of the match fell completely under Chen Jin's control.

7: 6.

Chen Jin took the lead.

Followed by.

In a long rally, Wang Chuqin's forehand counter-attack went out of bounds while moving, making it 8-6.

Chen Jin scored directly, making it 9-6.

Wang Chuqin twisted and pulled the ball down the net, 10:6.

Chen Jin was the first to reach game point.

They came back from 2-6 down to 10-6 in one go.

Chen Jin showed everyone what absolute strength and terrifying dominance truly are!
Inside the venue.

The clamor of Wang Chuqin's fans had long since subsided, leaving only the deafening cheers of Chen Jin's supporters.

"Go for it, Brother Jin!"

Zhang Jiahao couldn't help but shout loudly.

This is a long time.

In contrast, during Wang Chuqin's second half, a sense of despair spread like a plague.

"Whoo~"

Wang Chuqin let out a long breath.

His face turned slightly pale.

"laugh!"

Hook serve.

Chen Jin stepped forward and twisted the handle.

However, since the rotation is unpredictable, we have to take precautions.

This gave Wang Chuqin the opportunity to retaliate.

"Snapped!"

Wang Chuqin unleashed a quick backhand rip down the line, catching Chen Jin off guard.

7: 10.

Wang Chuqin won back a set point.

"It's only three points, there's still a chance, we can't give up easily!"

Think of this.

Wang Chuqin gritted his teeth.

The serve came again, another hook shot.

But this time, Chen Jin did not hesitate.

He started with a powerful twist.

"Snapped!"

The small ping-pong ball suddenly transformed into a ferocious tiger, roaring as it chased Wang Chuqin down the middle.

Wang Chuqin staggered and retreated in a sorry state.

However, it was too late.

Before he could swing his racket, the white ball struck him in the chest with a snap.

11: 7.

Chen Jin narrowly escaped defeat and won the third game.

The score is 3-0.

"Ah~"

"What a pity, this round."

Seeing Wang Chuqin walk back to the sidelines with a frustrated look on his face, the fans at the scene all felt sorry for their beloved Wang Chuqin.

In this game, Wang Chuqin had given it his all.

They even triggered a "clothes-changing buff," gaining a significant lead at one point.

In the end, Chen Jin ruthlessly reversed the situation.

"Wang Chuqin, it's alright!"

A shrill, piercing female voice rang out from a corner of the back row of the stands, "We believe in you coming back from a 3-0 deficit to win 4-3!"

(End of this chapter)