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

Chapter 505 Chen Jin also has a bit of a match point overconfidence!

"Choo-hoo!"

"Zhu--"

Chen Jin and Zhang Jiahao clenched their fists, roared, and high-fived in celebration.

On the sidelines, Wu Shangyin held his arms tightly to his chest, his brows furrowed.

That face, which was usually stern and unsmiling, was now so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the large screen hanging above the venue.

In the third game, the score was 9-9.

Just three minutes ago.

On the same screen, the score was displayed as 9:5.

Lim Jong-hoon and Ahn Jae-hyun hold the lead.

At that time, Wu Shangyin thought that the two of them could win this crucial game in one fell swoop.

They brought the score to 1-2.

In this way, the momentum of the entire game will be completely different.

However, at the crucial moment.

Wang Hao stood up and called a pause.

Wang Hao remained calm and summoned Chen Jin and Zhang Jiahao to the sidelines.

The three of them huddled together, and Wang Hao spoke very quickly.

Chen Jin remained calm, nodding occasionally, his eyes sharp.

Zhang Jiahao, on the other hand, drank water in large gulps and vigorously wiped the sweat from his face with a towel.

Seeing this, Wu Shangyin knew very well that the other party would definitely change their tactics next.

"Once the timeout ends, Chen Jin and Zhang Jiahao will definitely put in a lot of effort in the first three rounds."

Wu Shangyin said with a serious expression, "Remember, you must keep Chen Jin under control and never let him make a move easily."

From his playing days to his coaching career, he has been an opponent of the Chinese team for decades.

They have an excellent grasp of the Chinese team's tactics and strategies.

Besides, with his experience, how could he not understand?

At such a crucial moment, the responsibility of fighting will undoubtedly be entrusted to the core player who is the strongest and most mentally stable.

Without a doubt, Chen Jin is the absolute core of the opposing team.

Chen Jin's first three strokes were so powerful that almost no one could stop him.

Controlling Chen Jin would be tantamount to breaking the Chinese team's sharpest spear.

But he was wrong.

He thought he had anticipated Wang Hao's tactical arrangements.

Unexpectedly, Wang Hao and Chen Jin had already anticipated his prediction.

The timeout is over, back on the court.

Chen Jin and Zhang Jiahao's tactics were exactly as Wu Shangyin had predicted.

Abandon the mid-to-long-range grappling at the start and strengthen the offensive in the first three shots.

But what Wu Shangyin didn't expect was...

The main attacker who delivered the fatal blow was not Chen Jin.

Instead, it was Zhang Jiahao!

Although Zhang Jiahao's strength is not particularly great, his understanding of spin and his awareness of landing points are absolutely no less than any top expert.

In a one-on-one situation, Zhang Jiahao's fighting spirit might be countered by the defense due to insufficient strength.

But this is doubles, where the two players take turns hitting the ball and need to move around to cover each other.

Zhang Jiahao's power, combined with his landing point and spin, was more than enough.

Chen Jin, however, willingly played a supporting role, using his exquisite control and flawless strategies to create attacking opportunities for Zhang Jiahao.

Zhang Jiahao unleashed four consecutive powerful forehand smashes, scoring four points in a row and leveling the score.

The entire audience erupted in cheers.

"Damn, is Zhang Jiahao this good today?"

"Zhang Jiahao's singles skills don't look that great, but he's incredibly strong in doubles!"

"Could it be that Chen Jin gave him some kind of powerful attack buff?"

……

Ahn Jae-hyun and Lim Jong-hoon exchanged a glance.

They both saw a hint of helplessness and bitterness in each other's eyes.

In the first two games, following the pre-match strategy, we focused on Zhang Jiahao's attacks and tried to finish the game within the first five shots.

The first game was quite effective, and they even took the lead by three game points.

But then, Chen Jin launched an unstoppable attack with his first three shots, scoring three points in a row.

The two then engaged in a close fight.

The match wasn't decided until 17:15.

Thanks to his high score in the first game, Zhang Jiahao got into a good rhythm.

Although the second game was fiercely contested, especially the long-range rallies with both forehand and backhand shots, all four players unleashed their full power, making for a spectacular match.

In the end, Chen Jin and Zhang Jiahao proved to be superior, winning the second game 11-6.

In the third game, Ahn Jae-hyun and Lim Jong-hoon were on the brink of elimination. Despite holding a four-point lead, Chen Jin and Zhang Jiahao tied the score.

This has a profound impact on the mentality and morale of the two players.

9: 9.

The competition has entered its most brutal phase.

Every point can determine the outcome of the game and influence the champion of the entire competition.

Taking advantage of the moment while wiping away sweat.

Ahn Jae-hyun and Lim Jong-hoon huddled together and whispered to each other.

"This can't go on like this."

Ahn Jae-hyun's voice was slightly breathless, "The rhythm is a bit off."

"Ah."

Lin Zhongxun nodded, "I didn't expect them to hand over the initiative in the attack to Zhang Jiahao."

"We all underestimated Zhang Jiahao a bit."

Ahn Jae-hyun lowered his voice: "Let's give it our all. Our first three moves might not necessarily lose to them."

"Row!"

Lin Zhongxun looked at him, "You'll take the lead?"

"I come!"

Ahn Jae-hyun clenched his fist, his eyes showing determination. "Believe me, I can do it."

"it is good!"

Lin Zhongxun nodded emphatically, "Let's take a gamble."

At this moment, Wu Shangyin watched his disciples exchange ideas from the sidelines without giving any further instructions.

At this point, the tactics are already transparent.

It's more of a contest of mindset, willpower, and performance under pressure.

He could only trust Ahn Jae-hyun's impact.

What they need now is this kind of do-or-die courage and determination!
Both players returned to the arena.

9: 9.

It's South Korea's turn to serve.

Lin Zhongxun held a ping-pong ball, stood on the right side of the table, bowed slightly, and glanced at the opposite side of the table.

Chen Jin stood slightly forward, his eyes like those of a hawk, locking onto his every move.

Zhang Jiahao is on the right, his center of gravity low, like a fully drawn bow, ready to be released.

The two sides lined up in battle formation, like two armies facing each other.

In the stands.

Every audience member held their breath.

They were afraid that making even the slightest sound would affect this crucial duel.

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

The small white ball bounced gently on the table.

It was like the sounding of war drums before a battle.

"Whoo~"

Lin Zhongxun took a deep breath and tossed the ball high into the air.

Turn your waist to prepare for the shot.

laugh!
A short, non-spinning ball floats lightly towards the opponent's right side of the table.

Chen Jin stepped forward almost without hesitation.

Watch the ball carefully and lower your center of gravity.

His wrist jerked suddenly.

The movements are small and the force is exquisite.

With extremely fast speed, he quickly chopped Ahn Jae-hyun's backhand baseline long.

Ahn Jae-hyun's reaction was also extremely quick.

Seeing the ball heading straight for his backhand, Ahn Jae-hyun didn't hesitate, sliding to the side to create enough space to hit the ball.

At the same time, they hold hands to prepare for the shot.

Engage your abdominal muscles and extend your arms.

At the peak of the ball's trajectory, unleash a powerful forehand smash.

"Snapped!"

This shot embodied all his strength and determination.

Speed, power, and rotation have all reached their limits.

Like a wild horse breaking free, it tore through the air with a mournful howl, hurtling straight towards Zhang Jiahao's forehand corner.

Although Zhang Jiahao was prepared, he was already moving.

However, Ahn Jae-hyun's attack was of such high quality, with such fast ball speed and such a tricky angle.

The instant the ball touches the ground.

I felt a tremendous force surging towards me like a tidal wave.

When it hits the racket, the rubber deforms.

In fact, Zhang Jiahao hadn't even had a chance to take the initiative.

The ball went into the net.

10: 9.

Ahn Jae-hyun/Lim Jong-hoon reached game point.

"Boiled!"

Ahn Jae-hyun was filled with excitement, clenching his fists and roaring to release the pressure in his heart.

"Choo-hoo!"

Lin Zhongxun also roared in celebration.

On the sidelines, Wu Shangyin jumped up and clapped enthusiastically.

"Depend on!"

Zhang Jiahao shook his hand in frustration, his face full of self-blame. "It's my fault, I wasn't watching."

Facing this ball, his start was slightly slower by one-hundredth of a second.

The results were completely different.

"fine."

Chen Jin walked over to him and patted him on the back.

Her voice remained calm, without the slightest hint of emotion. "It seems they've handed the ball in the battle to Ahn Jae-hyun."

"For the next ball, control him inside the table, don't give him any space to generate power."

Zhang Jiahao took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and nodded emphatically: "Understood."

"But what if Lin Zhongxun serves a topspin ball?"

He looked at Chen Jin, his eyes questioning. Chen Jin raised an eyebrow, his gaze sharp as a knife: "If he dares to do a topspin, I dare to kill him instantly."

His tone was calm, yet it exuded immense confidence.

And, a chilling killing intent.

The game continues.

Lin Chung-hsun is serving again.

"Chen Jin!"

"come on--"

……

"Zhang Jiahao!"

"come on--"

……

"Team China!"

"come on--"

……

As Lin Zhongxun prepared to serve, the entire stadium fell silent once again.

All eyes, without prior agreement, focused on the small white ball.

Lin Zhongxun was also under immense pressure.

He glanced down at Ahn Jae-hyun's gesture and understood.

Toss the ball and prepare to swing.

"laugh!"

A short ball with strong sidespin was aimed straight at Chen Jin's forehand corner.

The rotation is strong, and the arc is low.

however.

Just as Lin Zhongxun released the ball.

Chen Jin made a move.

It wasn't a prediction, it was more like a certainty.

He stepped forward diagonally with his right foot and darted into the arena like a cheetah.

Lower your center of gravity, relax your shoulders and raise your elbows.

The wrist is tucked inward to store power in an extremely awkward and cramped space.

Seize the opportunity as the ball begins its descent, generate power from the ground, and rotate your body with your waist.

Use your fingers and wrists to generate power with a short burst of force.

"Snapped!"

A powerful reverse twist!

The ping-pong ball, with its strong sidespin, streaked through the air like a white lightning bolt, tracing a strange arc above the table before hurtling towards the opponent's forehand side in the middle.

This twisting motion is fast, has strong rotation, and lands at a tricky point.

And that unwavering determination to go forward and face death!
Ahn Jae-hyun accurately predicted the landing point and arrived in position ahead of time.

Facing the incoming ball, he swung his racket out as if wielding a Guan Dao (a type of Chinese dagger).

Another powerful forehand smash.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jin's twist caused an extremely strong lateral rotation.

The white ball bounced off the platform and, as if drifting, suddenly turned in mid-air.

Although Ahn Jae-hyun calculated the landing point accurately, he failed to keep track of the arc.

He fell to the ground and lurched forward, only to hit nothing but air.

"Whoosh!"

The ball swept past him.

10: 10.

The score is tied.

"Wow——!"

The entire audience erupted in deafening gasps and applause!
"My God, a forehand corner shot, Chen Jin actually dared to flick that ball?!"

"Look at that twisting arc! It's fast, powerful, and the worst part is, it even makes a curve!"

"That was a penalty kick, that was incredibly decisive, what a clutch player!"

"Chen Jin also has a bit of a match point overconfidence!"

……

Chen Jin remained expressionless, merely giving his racket a slight squeeze.

It was as if that earth-shattering blow just now was nothing more than a casual gesture.

"Choo-hoo!"

"Zhu--"

Zhang Jiahao roared in excitement.

Ahn Jae-hyun and Lim Jong-hoon exchanged a glance and gave each other a wry smile.

Switch sides and serve.

Chen Jin hooked a heavy underspin.

Ahn Jae-hyun took a short step forward, but his footwork was not in place, and he underestimated the intensity of the spin.

"laugh!"

Eat and then go online.

10: 11.

Chen Jin/Zhang Jiahao took the lead.

They secured their first game point in the third set.

It is also the turning point of the match.

It's the championship point!
Ahn Jae-hyun looked annoyed and glanced down at his racket.

"It's alright."

Lin Zhongxun comforted him, "There's still a chance."

"Stay calm and serve properly."

The serve returned to Ahn Jae-hyun.

10:11, trailing by one point.

This is a point we absolutely cannot afford to lose!
"Whoo~"

Ahn Jae-hyun took a deep breath; his palms were sweaty.

"Hehehe~"

Jump around a few times to relieve inner tension and stress.

His gaze shifted to Zhang Jiahao's position.

They seem to be positioned a bit forward, as if they're preparing for a short ball.

A thought flashed through his mind—to grow taller by stealing!
Serve a fast, long, arching ball to surprise Zhang Jiahao's backhand baseline and catch him off guard!
"It's a bet!"

Ahn Jae-hyun has made up his mind.

Toss the ball up and lean your body forward.

The wrist jerks forward sharply at the moment of contact with the ball.

"昘——"

The ball flew swiftly and long, like an arrow released from a bow, heading straight for Zhang Jiahao's backhand corner.

That was an extremely bold shot!

Stealing a long ball on such a crucial point is either a sure way to score or a gift to the opponent.

Zhang Jiahao's nerves were on edge at this moment.

Just as Ahn Jae-hyun made his move, he sensed a long ball coming from his opponent's posture and backswing.

"Brother Jin was absolutely right!"

My mind hasn't changed.

The engine has already started moving.

Slide and turn sideways.

The body completes the backswing and builds up power while moving.

His eyes were fixed on the trajectory of the incoming ball.

"Snapped!"

A powerful side-step forward sprint down a diagonal line.

The ball hurtled like a cannonball, hurtling towards the opponent's right side of the table.

It is powerful and fast.

It looked like they were about to score and kill the game.

However, Lin Zhongxun did not give up.

The moment Zhang Jiahao sprinted to the side, he had already anticipated the ball's trajectory.

With an extreme crossover step and a diving save, the racket barely reaches the ball even when it's almost out of position.

Unable to generate counter-attack power, they can only defend against a single shot.

The trajectory is very high, but the ball speed is very slow.

"Chance!"

Chen Jin was already waiting in the middle of the table, slightly to his forehand.

Lower your center of gravity and prepare to shoot with your forehand.

Aim carefully at the incoming ball and unleash a powerful sprint.

"Snapped!"

The ping-pong ball flew with terrifying power and speed toward the opponent's left side of the table.

Seeing the ball coming, Ahn Jae-hyun knew something was wrong and desperately jumped backward.

Step back from the table to reduce the force, then hit a high ball with your backhand.

"kill--!!!"

Zhang Jiahao leaped up and smashed the ball violently.

We want to end this point completely!
Unfortunately, his strength was ultimately too weak.

Lin Chung-hsun was in the mid-to-long range when he saw the ball coming. He squatted down and lowered his arms.

Face the ball and counter-attack down the line.

They headed straight for Chen Jin's left sideline.

That backhand lock came too fast and too suddenly.

Even Chen Jin didn't anticipate this and moved into position in advance to defend against the forehand.

When he realized something was wrong, he hurriedly returned to defend.

However, by the time he managed to get going, it was too late.

A hair's breadth, a flash.

Chen Jin suddenly lowered his shoulder and pulled back his elbow, relying on the explosive power of his wrist and forearm to meet the incoming ball and push it forward with force.

The return shot was extremely fast, carrying a strange, heavy force, heading straight for the center of the opponent's table.

Ahn Jae-hyun had just run back from the mid-range to the center of the table, preparing to face Chen Jin's next powerful attack.

Seeing the ball flying towards me, my first instinct was to use my forehand to counter-loop.

However, the moment he touched the ball...

"Xiba!"

Ahn Jae-hyun secretly realized something was wrong.

The ball's spin was completely different from his prediction!
It's not an upward rotation, but a downward rotation.

Before he could change his tactics.

"laugh!"

The ball slipped on the racket and fell downwards without any resistance.

It hit the net and landed.

(End of this chapter)