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

Chapter 80 [080] Stop killing by killing
Local time, August 8, 25:10 am.

WTT Regular Challenge Lima Station.

Table number two.

Chen Jin, wearing a red jersey and carrying a backpack, had already arrived at the sidelines waiting accompanied by Li Qian.

"This time, my opponent is a Brazilian player named Enrique Noguchi, who is ranked 222nd in the world."

As a coach, Li Qian naturally did not eat for nothing. He learned some information about Chen Jin's opponent in advance. "Although in football, Brazil can press us to the ground and rub us at will, but this is table tennis, and we can only press them to rub them."

"So later, you should play with all your strength. Even if you beat the opponent 10:0, don't let go easily."

"After all, we don't know whether the opponent is a sheep or a wolf, so we must respect the opponent and give it our all."

The 10:0 handicap is indeed an unspoken rule in table tennis.

Under normal circumstances, if the contestant has a little knowledge of the ways of the world, he or she will return the points immediately.

But, it all depends on the opponent.

There was a precedent where the team was leading 10:0 but the opponent continued to catch up and almost reversed the situation.

To avoid this situation, when facing an unfamiliar opponent, try to score 11:0 if possible.

"clear."

Chen Jin nodded.

Although the level of the Lima station is not very high, it is still an international event after all.

The levels of the players in the qualifying rounds may vary, but when it comes to the main competition, almost all of them are masters who have emerged from the tough times.

It must be treated with more caution.

"In the first round, follow your own ideas and feel out the opponent's bottom line."

Li Qian said, "I believe in your ability to control the game, but you can play more steadily in the first game and get your feel for it first..."

Don't wait for him to finish speaking.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jin shook his head, as if he did not agree with Li Qian's statement.

"Coach Li, I don't think we can play it safe in the first game."

Chen Jin said in a deep voice.

"why?"

Li Qian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"It's very simple."

Chen Jin pointed to the five-star red flag embroidered on his chest and said, "This is table tennis, and I represent the Chinese team."

"Just like what Coach Li said, we can't beat anyone in football, but we can't beat anyone in table tennis."

"The opponent must be aware of this as well."

"I guess my opponent will fight me to the death from the beginning."

"If I had played it safe, I would have already lost in terms of momentum."

At this point, Chen Jin's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, "So, in the first game, I must play harder, to stop the opponent from killing, and completely kill the opponent's idea of ​​fighting for the ball."

There was a chilling murderous intent in his words and expressions.

Even Li Qian felt a chill from Chen Jin.

The fight hasn't even started yet, and this kid is already so murderous? !

Li Qian looked at Chen Jin and gasped.

However, if you think about it carefully, what Chen Jin said seems to make some sense.

After a moment of hesitation, Li Qian nodded and said, "Alright, just follow your own thinking and fight him first."

"If it doesn't work, we can make adjustments midway."

The level of the opponent can only be measured by a world ranking.

Although the ranking is not high, this thing cannot represent the true level of the players.

In competitive sports, in addition to physical strength, mentality, on-the-spot adaptability and adjustment ability all affect and even determine the direction of the entire game.

Moreover, in the elimination system, we cannot afford to be careless or slack off.

10 points.

At the referee's signal, both players entered the arena.

Judging from the opponent's figure and appearance, he should also be of Asian descent.

She was wearing a yellow jersey and a black headband with a bow tied at the back of her head.

Come to the referee.

Chen Jin adjusted his jersey and tucked it into his pants.

Then, he shook hands with his opponent.

They looked at each other's rackets: "Right-handed horizontal racket, double-sided rubber..."

Flip a coin to guess first.

The opponent got the serve.

Pre-match sparring.

It must be said that the players in the main draw have indeed become more solid in their basic skills. "The forehand pull was a bit too big and the power was not concentrated enough, but the loop was OK..."

"Backhand tear, wrist slightly inward, elbow slightly raised, probably from a lot of twisting and pulling practice..."

From his opponent's action framework, Chen Jin tried his best to extract the opponent's technical characteristics in his mind.

It was Chen Jin's turn to pull the ball.

This time, he decided to give his opponent a warning first.

Whether it's a forehand pull or a backhand shot, at least 80% of my strength is used.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

The deafening sound of the balls hitting the target, like thunder, resounded in the ears of the opponents.

In addition, Enrique felt the unprecedented impact of the opponent's pull on the ball, and he was secretly shocked: "So aggressive? He is indeed worthy of being a player of the Chinese team."

The sparring phase alone had already created an invisible and enormous amount of pressure on his mind.

"The coach is right. Facing the strong Chinese players, there is no other strategy except to give it a go."

Enrique gritted his teeth.

Although it seems to be just a simple sparring, the game of competition has quietly begun.

The sparring session is over.

Chen Jin walked to the side, picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from his hands.

Turning his eyes, he saw Zhang Jiahao and Xie Mingyang sitting together in the audience.

"Brother Jin, come on!"

Zhang Jiahao clapped vigorously and shouted loudly.

There were not many spectators at the scene, and his voice could be heard throughout the entire stadium.

After glancing at Zhang Jiahao, Xie Mingyang silently moved a seat to the side, putting some distance between himself and Zhang Jiahao.

Chen Jin smiled slightly, put down the towel and returned to the table.

Take a deep breath.

Bend your legs slightly and lower your body.

His eyes were like lightning, piercing through the empty air and shooting coldly at the other person.

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

Enrique stood at the left baseline of the table, held the ping-pong ball in his palm, straightened his arm, and gently placed it above the table.

There was a pause.

Toss the ball upward and draw the racket back.

"laugh!"

A long side-spin ball went straight to Chen Jin's backhand.

According to Enrique's idea.

At the beginning of the game, he hit a long ball unexpectedly, which hit Chen Jin so hard that his opponent could not exert any force and could only lightly touch the ball.

Now is your chance.

Enrique was even ready to move sideways, wanting to rush diagonally and directly penetrate Chen Jin's backhand.

however.

The imagination is full, but the reality is very skinny.

The opponent seemed to have predicted his playing style long ago, and the moment he served the ball, he quickly took a half step back.

Instantly create space for hitting the ball.

Chen Jin stood firmly, pushed his center of gravity forward, faced the incoming ball, and tore it with all his strength.

"Snapped!"

The power of this ball was so great that it seemed to be able to split rocks and pierce the clouds.

It was completely beyond Enrique's imagination.

Without waiting for Enrique to react.

Whoosh!
The ping-pong ball, with a slight sound of wind and thunder, flew past Enrique's backhand baseline like lightning.

Enrique originally wanted to turn sideways, but he didn't have time to defend with his back hand.

not to mention.

Chen Jin's explosive move, with its strength and speed, was something he couldn't defend against.

0: 1.

The fight was as quick as lightning and Chen Jin got off to a good start.

(End of this chapter)