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

Chapter 95 [095] There is no should in table tennis
Inside the training hall.

The chaotic and intense sound of hitting the balls, crackling and continuous, was as deafening as the sound of firecrackers during the New Year.

“Ha, ha…”

Yuta Tanaka was breathing heavily and sweating profusely, but his hands and feet never stopped for a moment.

Step forward, lower your body's center of gravity, and swing slightly shorter.

Then, quickly retreat.

Move your right foot slightly forward, lower your elbows and wrists, and squat down.

Wait until the opponent's return ball is in the early stage of its descent, then use your body to drive your arms and swing the racket violently to generate force.

"Snapped!"

Backhand underspin.

Matsushima Terusora stood in the backhand position and gently blocked the ball back.

Yuta Tanaka quickly tore the ball with his backhand, forming a backhand attack with Terusora Matsushima.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The speed at which the two men fight each other becomes faster and faster, and their strength becomes stronger and stronger.

A tiny ping-pong ball endured a violent impact that it was not designed to withstand. It was tossed back and forth in the air, leaving only a white afterimage.

"Snapped!"

After fighting for twenty or thirty rounds, Yuta Tanaka suddenly exerted force with his wrist, shot the ball in a straight line, and ended the offensive and defensive battle.

At this time, he trained for more than half an hour in one breath.

I am so exhausted.

"Kuisora-kun, let me rest for a moment."

Tanaka Yuta licked his dry lips, put down his racket, and habitually paused, "Wipe the sweat off and drink some water."

talking.

Walk to the sidelines, wipe the sweat and drink water.

But his eyes kept wandering around the field.

The familiar figure was not seen in the huge training hall.

"Where's Chen Jin?"

Tanaka Yuta frowned, "Did you go to the bathroom?"

"Do not."

Matsushima Terusora picked up a pink towel, folded it into a small square, and wiped the sweat off his face like a dragonfly touching the water. "He must have gone to play in the game."

"Play a game?"

Tanaka Yuta was surprised, and a bit flustered appeared on his face, "Doesn't the match between him and me start at 6:20?"

He hurriedly turned his head to look at the clock hanging on the wall, and finally breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down.

"It's only half past four now. There are still nearly two hours until the game."

Tanaka Yuta's brows furrowed even more tightly. "Who is he playing against?"

"Yuta-kun, you really don't know your opponent well enough."

Matsushima Terusora glanced at him and said, "This time, the Chinese team not only signed up for singles, but also doubles."

"So, Chen Jin not only participated in the singles, but also signed up for the mixed doubles."

Tanaka Yuta was startled when he heard this: "Mixed doubles?"

"He, he... Chen Jin actually still has the energy and strength to participate in the mixed doubles?"

There was a hint of surprise in his words.

For an event of this level like the Lima station, the schedule is already tight.

Besides, the points and prize money for doubles are shockingly low.

Except for those players who know they are not strong enough, such as seeded players, who would look up to doubles matches.

Logically speaking, the Chinese team should strive hard to win the singles championship.

Now he has signed up for a doubles event with very low value, which can only mean one thing.

——They don’t have enough confidence in winning the singles title!
That's why I participate in doubles, so as to avoid returning home with no championship and being unable to report to the boss.

Doubles champion, also a champion!
But if we do this, wouldn’t we be showing weakness in front of the outsourcing?
"Even the Chinese team themselves feel that they have no hope of winning the championship and want to make a breakthrough in the doubles event."

Tanaka Yuta sneered, "I told you, the Chinese team's tiger has finally shown signs of fatigue. It's time for us to take advantage of his weakness and kill him."

"Kaisora-kun, try your best!"

“Perhaps, history will be created in your hands and mine.”

Looking at Yuta Tanaka imagining the future, Terusora Matsushima was speechless.

How old are you this year?
You are obviously a few years older than me, why is you more immature than me?
"Yuta-kun, I think you'd better focus on the next game."

Matsushima Terusora smiled bitterly.

"I will definitely win this game."

Yuta Tanaka seemed to be well prepared and full of confidence.

"how you said that?"

Matsushima Terusora frowned.

“After the mixed doubles match, Chen Jin only has over an hour left.”

Tanaka Yuta made a very clear analysis, "If he uses this time to rest and recover his strength, then he won't be able to train and develop his touch."

"But if he uses the time to train and develop his touch, then his physical strength will not be able to recover completely..." No matter what, this situation is obviously more beneficial to me!

Think of this.

A smile of confidence emerged on Tanaka Yuta's face: "Yoshi, it seems that Chen Jin wants to give me a victory for nothing, so I will not refuse it."

"What if Chen Jin is training while resting?"

Matsushima Terukuro

"Kaisora-kun, do you think this is possible?"

Tanaka Yuta rolled his eyes. "Besides, the rhythm of doubles is completely different from that of singles. It is still a question whether Chen Jin can adjust in such a short time."

Matsushima Terusora opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

However, he was interrupted by Tanaka Yuta impatiently: "Kusora-kun, instead of worrying about me, you should worry about yourself."

"Is he your opponent in tomorrow's quarterfinals?"

As he spoke, he nodded at Xie Mingyang who was training doubles with Zhang Jiahao not far away.

"good."

Matsushima Terusora nodded.

"I heard that this Chinese teenager won the runner-up in the Chinese team trials and is second only to Chen Jin in terms of skills."

Tanaka Yuta smiled and said, "Kaisora-kun, don't lose tomorrow."

"There is no "should" in table tennis. Winning or losing is normal. Even Ma Long has times when he loses, right?"

Matsushima Terusora glanced at Xie Mingyang and said, "I just hope that he won't let me down in tomorrow's game."

at the same time.

Although they were far away, Xie Mingyang seemed to be able to keenly feel the gazes of Matsushima Terusora and Tanaka Yuta.

He turned his head and glanced, frowning slightly.

"what happened?"

Zhang Jiahao wiped the sweat from his forehead and was a little out of breath.

"Someone is spying on us."

Xie Mingyang's eyes are as sharp as an eagle.

"Who?"

Zhang Jiahao instantly became alert and looked around.

"there."

Xie Mingyang remained calm, "Matsushima Terusora, Tanaka Yuta."

"Depend on!"

Zhang Jiahao couldn't help but clench his fists and snorted twice, "The Japanese have sneaky eyes and are not good people at first glance. It's fine that they spied on Brother Jin's game, but now they come to spy on our practice."

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something.

"pipi~"

Zhang Jiahao snapped his fingers and hooked his index finger at Xie Mingyang, "You haven't forgotten the bet we made before, right?"

"I haven't forgotten."

Xie Mingyang nodded.

"If you lose to the Japs tomorrow, you'll be a puppy."

Zhang Jiahao chuckled and said, "You must bark like a puppy in front of everyone."

"Ah."

Xie Mingyang said calmly, "How does a puppy bark?"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"Tsk, so good."

"you--"

After being teased by Xie Mingyang, Zhang Jiahao suddenly became furious and wanted to kick Xie Mingyang.

"The Japanese are watching us, so be careful about your appearance."

Xie Mingyang said calmly.

After glaring at Xie Mingyang fiercely, Zhang Jiahao finally suppressed his impulse.

"I always feel that this bet between us seems a little unfair."

"Why is it unfair?"

"I did encounter the Japs, but what about you?"

"Can you blame me?"

Zhang Jiahao raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "If you want to blame someone, just blame Yukiya Ueda for not living up to his expectations and falling in the top 32."

"Otherwise, I would have met him a long time ago."

Zhang Jiahao seemed to suddenly realize something and pointed at Xie Mingyang, "Hey, hey, hey, are you planning to back out when you say that?"

"rest assured."

Xie Mingyang raised his chin slightly, "I, Xie Mingyang, always keep my word and will never break it."

He turned to look at Matsushima Terusora, his eyes flashing like lightning: "I will definitely win Matsushima Terusora, even Jesus can't stop me, I said it!"

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