"Next up is the quarter-finals of the men's table tennis. Xu Yi of Class 7 and Jin Zhengping of Class 1, please get ready.”
The broadcast was showing the current competition.
Xu Yi walked into the competition venue again amidst the cheers of his classmates.
A male student walked over from the other side. He was not tall, just over 1.7 meters tall. His figure was slightly thin, and his eyes were sharp.
This person was Jin Zheng Ping.
This time, the match between the two of them attracted the attention of most of the audience.
One of them was the runner-up of the previous competition and had extraordinary strength.
One was the dark horse who had just eliminated the popular champion, Wang Teng.
When they collided, no one knew what would happen.
Everyone was looking forward to it.
After a minute of practice and the drawing of lots.
The match officially began.
Kim Jeong-Pyeong drew the starting ball.
He first sized up Xu Yi seriously before making a serve gesture.
With his right foot slightly forward, he turned his body slightly to the left and held his hand on the left side of his body.
Then, the ball was gently tossed up.
Clap the hand with the elbow joint as the center and exert force on the forearm.
Hit the ball!
呯!
The ping-pong ball began to spin at a high speed, and with a beautiful arc, it jumped over the net and rushed forward.
A backhand shot.
Xu Yi had seen through the other party's first two moves.
Hehe, it was indeed the same old trick.
Then, he would probably start to use the fast loop attack.
With this in mind, Xu Yi had the best way to deal with the enemy.
He did not attack aggressively. Instead, he judged where the ball would land.
He simply and accurately counterattacked the ball.
Kim Jeong-pyeong seemed to know that this would happen. He made a big movement with his right hand and hit the ball into a high-speed curve ball again. The ball was faster than the first board and had a higher rotation speed.
It landed on Xu Yi's backhand position.
If it were anyone else, it would probably be difficult to catch the ball at this time.
This was because the penhold grip and the backhand grip were very uncomfortable.
Moreover, the ball was spinning at such a high speed.
But…
He was now facing Xu Yi, a person whose shake-hand grip skills had reached the level of an international athlete.
Perhaps it was because Kim Jeong-Pyeong didn't often fight with his opponent, so he forgot.
For many people who used the shake-hand grip, the backhand was more handy.
呯!!
Xu Yi easily returned the ball.
Jin Zheng Ping realized something and frowned.
He didn't stop and pulled with his right hand.
He hit the third curveball and the ball came over.
It was still a high-speed ball.
However, this time…
Xu Yi's actions changed.
He lowered his body, his center of gravity, and the hand holding the racket was lower than the table.
The moment the curveball hit the table, it bounced up.
Xu Yi moved.
Pa!
He drew a strange arc with the racket and hit the table tennis ball hard.
The ping-pong ball flew toward the opponent's table at an extremely fast speed.
After finishing this attack, Xu Yi's lips curled into a smile.
His whole body relaxed, and the racket hung down near his legs. He did not continue to play.
"Eh? What was wrong with this little fellow? What did he mean by this?”
"Is he not going to fight?"
"Could it be that there was a problem with that attack?”
"If the other party hits the ball back, he won't have time to catch it.”
The audience was confused by Xu Yi's reaction.
Moreover, from their perspective, they could tell that Xu Yi's ball should have landed on Kim Jeong-Pyeong's forearm, which was a position where it was easy to return the ball.
What was Xu Yi doing?
Only the Great Demon King, who was not far away, had a look of understanding in his eyes as he spat out three words.
"Tsk…show off!"
Jin Zheng Ping also noticed Xu Yi's relaxed state, and he was a little unhappy.
Was he looking down on him and thinking that he couldn't return the ball?!
Damn it!
Just you wait.
Pa!
Kim Jeong-Pyeong's right hand hit the table tennis ball accurately and knocked it back.
Then, he looked at Xu Yi.
He was still unmoved.
The racket was placed by his leg, and he had no intention of lifting it.
He didn't seem to see the ping-pong ball flying over the net at high speed.
"Hmm? The ball is here, why is he…Eh!!!？The ball passed Xu Yi's area. Did Xu Yi win?？？？”
“？？？This Jin Zheng Ping actually made a mistake?"
"I don't understand. Is this a coincidence?”
"The ball is out of bounds, 1 - 0."
The referee announced the results of the match.
"Coach, there's something wrong with this ball. Why do I feel that Xu Yi's ball is not simple?”A student asked the coach beside him.
"Uh, it's indeed not simple... uh... this should be a type of attack that belongs to the horizontal racket.”Two drops of cold sweat trickled down the coach's forehead.
He had also felt that this ball was not simple after the incident, but he had yet to see the profoundness behind it.
Jin Zheng Ping frowned and took the ball from Xu Yi. There was a trace of doubt in his eyes.
How could it be out of bounds?
That shouldn't be the case.
He still had one more chance to serve.
No, he didn't believe it.
The first two boards were clearly not bad.
Again!
Kim Jeong-Pyeong threw the ball again and hit the ball.
It was another backhand rush shot.
Xu Yi repeated the same trick and easily returned the first ball, followed by the second.
When Jin Zheng Ping returned the third time.
Xu Yi's action repeated itself.
He lowered his body, his center of gravity, and the hand holding the racket was lower than the table.
Accompanied by a strange arc.
The ping pong ball was hit back.
Xu Yi relaxed once again and assumed a posture where he was no longer on guard.
Jin Zheng Ping glared at him.
Just you wait.
This time, I lowered my racket a few degrees.
He did not believe that this was not enough.
Pa!
A crisp sound rang out.
The ball was hit back by Kim Jeong-Pyeong.
Imagination was beautiful, but reality was cruel.
"The ball is out of bounds, 2 - 0."
The referee announced the result.
"Hiss!"
Many of the audience members cheered.
"This little guy's skills are amazing.”
"Oh my god, he's really confident in playing.”
"It's simply a crushing level."
"I heard that in table tennis, there is a type of player called the control type. He can not only control his own path, but also the path of the opponent's ball.”
"Why does this little guy play like he's young and mature?”
……
[Shocked: 12%]
Xu Yi shook his head when he saw the system notification.
It seemed like he had to add fuel to the fire.
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