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

Chapter 73 [073] What era is this? There are still people playing with straight-blade pads?
The Lima Regular Challenge is the first international event of the Los Angeles Olympic cycle.

Although the level of the event is relatively low, the prize money and points are not too high, but every little bit counts.

Such a game is like chicken ribs for the main players.

But for players ranked in the middle, it is the best opportunity to gain points.

Therefore, it also attracted players such as Francesca and Darko Jockey Club who are not inferior to the main players of the national table tennis team.

It is also an opportunity for young players from various countries to train through competition.

In fact, many of the contestants had just finished participating in the Paris Olympics and rushed to this new battlefield without stopping.

For example, Matsushima Terusora from the Neon Team.

At the Paris Olympics, he was a substitute for the Neon team.

Although it has not yet appeared, there is hope for the future.

Different from the tryouts.

All matches in Lima, including qualifying rounds, are elimination matches.

Except for the final, all other matches are best of five.

There are a total of twenty-one contestants participating in the qualifying round.

It is divided into eight zones, with four people in each zone in the first round.

As a result, many people received a bye and advanced directly to the second round.

However, Chen Jin, Zhang Jiahao and Xie Mingyang did not qualify for a bye as they registered at the last minute.

Xie Mingyang was placed in Zone 4/8, and his first-round opponent was a local Peruvian player named Fabrizio RAMOS.

Zhang Jiahao is in the 2/8 group and his opponent is Vadim YARASHENKA from Belarus.

As for Chen Jin, he was placed in Group 8/8 and his opponent in the first round was an Indian guy named DANI Mudit.

Eight people finally advanced from the qualifying round and entered the main competition starting tomorrow.

There are two tables in the competition venue.

Chen Jin was at table number one, playing against Asan Ge.

Zhang Jiahao was at table number two next door, starting the game at the same time as Chen Jin.

As the head coach of the men's team, Li Qian was unable to handle all the tasks at once. After making a choice, he finally decided to be Zhang Jiahao's off-court coach.

Only Chen Jin was left fighting alone.

Chen Jin has long been accustomed to this and has no complaints at all.

Warming up on the sidelines.

Chen Jin looked at Ah San Ge and said, "The real person is quite different from the photo."

But the brother San in front of him had a beard and wore glasses, and he looked mature and experienced.

At this time, Asan's coach was arranging tactics for Asan.

It's all gibberish, but I can't understand it anyway.

Chen Jin made a few swinging movements with his bare hands and waited to make his debut.

Even for Chen Jin, it was his first time participating in such an international competition, and he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

soon.

At the referee's instruction.

Both parties enter.

"DANI Mudit, India."

"Chen Jin, China."

The two men shook hands, introduced themselves, and smiled at each other friendly.

In the past two days, Chen Jin also went online to check Asan Ge's game information, wanting to understand the opponent's playing style in advance.

Unfortunately, after searching for a long time, I came back empty-handed.

Asan Ge's ranking is too low, just over 200, and he doesn't attract any attention in the table tennis world at all.

however.

Looking at the world table tennis world, how many Ma Long, Zhang Jike, Xu Xin and Fan Zhendong are there?
There are more players like Asan Ge who are unknown but passionate.

Since it was the first time that Chen Jin faced off against Asan Ge, even though it was only a qualifying round, he did not dare to be careless at all.

"When we practice sparring later, take a look at Brother San's movement framework first."

Chen Jin pondered in his heart.

After shaking hands.

The two sides looked at each other's rackets again.

"Right-handed horizontal racket, double-sided rubber..."

Based on his opponent's racket and rubber, Chen Jin had a preliminary judgment in his mind.

immediately.

Flip a coin to guess first.

Brother San got the serve.

After taking the ping-pong ball thrown by the referee, Chen Jin let out a breath, and then started practicing forehand with Asan Ge.

Qualifying round, no caddies.

Because there is only one ball, you have to run and pick it up after playing.

Unless it is broken, it cannot be replaced.

After a few balls close to the table, Asan Ge stepped back and lowered his waist to hit the ball.

"Ok?"

Watching the opponent's pulling action, Chen Jin suddenly understood, "It seems that San Ge doesn't know how to whip the ball."

Whipping requires perfect coordination of the legs, waist, abdomen and arms. More importantly, at the moment of hitting the ball, the fingers and wrists suddenly grab the ball, hitting the ball with the whole body's strength at the hitting point, and the inch force bursts out.

Like cracking a whip.

Only by exerting force in this way can the rotation and power be maximized.

But the Indian guy in front of me almost relies on his forearms to generate power when he hits the ball with his forehand.

My fingers and wrists are hardly used.

"The pulling power is average, and the control of the landing point is also unstable..."

Chen Jin's nervousness suddenly lessened by a lot.

of course.

Practicing pulling the ball only reflects basic skills and cannot fully represent the level of competition.

Four or five balls were hit away in succession, forcing Chen Jin to run to pick up the balls several times.

If you don’t know, you might think it was Ah San’s tactic, deliberately trying to consume Chen Jin’s physical strength.

Asan Ge was also very tactful. He returned to the table and turned the offense into defense.

Chen Jin retreated from the stage, lowered his waist and raised his hips, using whipping force.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

Every shot that hit the baseboard was like a firecracker, especially deafening.

"What a violent pull."

Feeling the strong vibration from the racket, San Ge couldn't help but gasp.

Under Chen Jin's explosive charge, the small ping-pong ball hit Asan Ge's racket hard like a violently charging elephant.

After defending for three rounds, Asan Ge could no longer suppress the opponent.

The ball flew out of bounds.

It’s Chen Jin picking up the ball again.

Brother San frowned, pushed up his glasses, and looked down at the racket.

Judging from his expression, he seemed to think there was something wrong with his racket.

"This young Chinese player looks only 15 or 16 years old. How come he has such great strength?"

Brother San was secretly surprised.

How could he know that when Chen Jin pulled the ball just now, he even deliberately restrained his strength and only used 60% to 70% of his usual strength.

If Chen Jinfa used all his strength, he probably wouldn't be able to defend even a single ball.

at the same time.

auditorium.

Tanaka Yuta saw Chen Jin's grip from a distance and was stunned for a moment: "Straight racket?"

"What era is this? There are still people playing with straight boards?"

In today's table tennis world, horizontal board has long become the mainstream all over the world.

What about the Chinese straight and Japanese straight? These old-fashioned and backward playing methods have long been swept into the dustbin of history and can only be remembered by people.

Even though the horizontal hitting technique was introduced later, it was only a flash in the pan.

In Yuta Tanaka's eyes, a straight-blade is synonymous with "backward playing style."

"Yuta-kun, don't forget that Felix Lebrun and Qiu Dang are also straight-laced."

Matsushima Terusora said in a deep voice.

Moreover, Felix won the singles bronze medal in the just-concluded Paris Olympics and is ranked in the top ten in the world.

"That's a European straight blade, not a Chinese team straight blade."

Tanaka Yuta smiled nonchalantly and said, "Besides, how many straight blades are there in the top ten in the world? Doesn't this prove the point?"

"Since this young man from the Chinese team was able to win the China Youth Trial Championship with a straight blade, he must have something extraordinary."

Matsushima Terusora folded his arms across his chest, his eyes slightly downcast, staring at Chen Jin on the field.

But Chen Jin's forehand pull movement framework and force-generating techniques were far superior to those of Ah San.

"Yuta-kun, we must not take this lightly."

Matsushima Terusora looked serious.

"Kaisora-kun, haven't you figured it out through the Paris Olympics?"

Tanaka Yuta raised his lips and said, "The world's number one fell in the round of 32. The ferocious tiger of the Chinese team is already showing signs of fatigue."

"As long as we catch up and attack fiercely, sooner or later we will be able to kill this tiger and become the new king of table tennis."

Tanaka Yuta became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had seen a bright future. "Kaisora-kun, history may be created in our hands. Aren't you excited?"

"We'll talk about it when we can do it."

Matsuda Terusora said calmly.

"Do not."

Tanaka Yuta was full of ambition, with madness in his eyes. "The future of the Neon team will start when we defeat this newcomer from the Chinese team."

There were few spectators around, and the two spoke in Neon language without restraint, thinking that no one could understand them.

Little did they know that not far behind them sat a stern-faced young man.

The young man had no expression on his face and stared coldly at the backs of the two men.

Deep in the dark pupils, a sharp light flashed, like the brilliance of a sword.

(End of this chapter)