"Smart!"
"Beautiful!"
Liu Zhenliang and Kong Yuhui sighed at the same time when they saw the ball fly out.
Seeing the trajectory of the ball, they immediately understood why Su Zhe was holding the racket like this.
Compared to the penhold grip, the wrist of the player holding the shake-hand grip was much stiffer.
The way Su Zhe held the racket at this moment solved the problem of the player's wrist being inflexible.
With this grip, the angle of the racket swing could reach nearly 150 degrees.
The greater the angle of the racket swing, the greater the change in the rotation of the serve.
The threat of the serve increased.
In the end, there were naturally more opportunities to serve and attack.
As professional coaches of the national table tennis team, they certainly knew the importance of good serve.
In particular, a high-quality serve could not only effectively suppress the opponent's attack, but also create conditions for his own attack!
Among the people present, other than the shuttlecock players who had come to watch the show, everyone else saw Su Zhe's serve.
It looked like the ball was shot to the right, but the trajectory of the ping-pong ball flew to the left corner.
This meant that the ball's rotation and speed had reached a terrifying level.
"It's very difficult to catch!"
Everyone immediately made a judgment.
However, they were just watching.
Xu Xin, who was in the game, had the most intuitive feeling about this ball.
This was because Su Zhe's serve was with his body facing the table.
With his left foot in front and his right foot behind, he hit the ball on the right side of his chest.
His left hand acted as a cover.
Xu Xin's vision was blocked, and his judgment was also affected.
It indirectly increased the difficulty of catching the ball.
But an old general was an old general.
He was experienced in battle and did not panic at all.
Within the limits, he would find a chance.
With a right step, he swung his arm and hit the ball back quickly and low.
Su Zhe smiled.
Xu Xin's shot was completely within his expectations.
In fact, Su Zhe had already prepared two sets of serve and attack plans when he was serving.
If Xu Xin returned the ball in a straight line, then he would step forward and pounce on the Forehand position.
If Xu Xin returned a cross shot, he would step back and take the credit.
Pa!
The forehand smash that had left a shadow on Zhu Dingshuo and Xue Kai appeared again.
It was Xu Xin's left blind spot.
The backhand ability of a penhold racket was not that strong.
Such a fierce smash and tricky angle…
Unless Xu Xin's hands were two meters long.
Otherwise, even if the gods came, they would not be able to save him.
“1:0！”
Ma Kuan's voice sounded.
Everyone took a deep breath along with Xu Xin.
It was as if they were experiencing the same pressure.
In the left corner of the training hall near the door.
No one noticed that there was a thin young man wearing a cap and a black mask. He was holding a phone and facing the table from afar.
She didn't even know when he came in.
On the Internet, on a certain platform.
Some netizens were surprised to find that Zhang Yuan's live broadcast room had lit up.
Ever since he went offline the day before yesterday, Zhang Yuan had not made any movements for two days.
Regarding the trending topic, there had been no reply.
It was as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.
Therefore, he had no choice.
The moment he started broadcasting, all the netizens went crazy.
They instantly flooded into Zhang Yuan's live broadcast room.
This was…
As soon as he entered, he saw a table tennis table in the middle of the screen. Two figures were playing with rackets in their hands.
That genius youth!
Why did he appear in Zhang Yuan's live broadcast room again!!
Could it be that Zhang Yuan had arranged another battle with him to prove himself?!
Everyone recognized Su Zhe at a glance and sent bullet comments.
Look carefully, that's not Zhang Yuan!
He seemed to be shorter than Zhang Yuan…Who was that? He looked familiar from the side…
I say, the few people in front, do your eyes look like they're venting?？The title of the live broadcast room clearly stated that he still had to ask when he came in…
What was the title? Let me see…Xu Xin of the national team vs Su Zhe?？
F * ck! So it was Xu Xin! It seemed like he hadn't played in a big game for a long time, right? I thought he retired…
Another world champion! Was this young man going to sweep away the world champions?!
The score was 7:0. It was simply abnormal!!
Zhang Yuan was defeated. As expected, even Xu Xin couldn't take it anymore…
F * ck…reality was even more ridiculous than a television drama!!
Fortunately, this young man was from the Dragon Country. If he was from a foreign country, just thinking about it would make him despair.
Don't keep calling him this young man and that young man. He had a name, Su Zhe!
It was already 9:0!
F * ck! I just sent a bullet comment, and I lost two more balls?？
【……】
Table tennis center, National Team Two Training Center.
"Ding! Shock from Fan Dong, Emotional Value 30!”
"Ding! Shock from Xue Kai, Emotional Value 55!”
"Ding! Worship from Xue Kai, 99 Emotional Value!”
"Ding! Shock from Liu Zhenliang, Emotional Value 99!”
"Ding! Shock from Kong Yuhui, Emotional Value 99!”
“……”
From the first ball, Su Zhe had been harvesting the Emotional Value on the field.
The system notifications kept ringing in his mind.
Su Zhe had no choice but to mute it.
Instantly, the system quieted down.
After that, he devoted himself to the game.
It was also because of this that he did not realize that when he and Xu Xin were fighting halfway.
The Emotional Value harvested by the system suddenly increased exponentially.
"Ding! Shock from the netizens, 236743 Emotional Value!”
"Ding! Shock from the netizens, 173843 Emotional Value!”
"Ding! Shock from the netizens, 412547 Emotional Value!”
“……”
A series of notifications floated across the system interface.
He originally only had around 2,000,000 Emotional Points left, but now, it was increasing at a terrifying speed.
……
Bang!
When the last ball hit the net, it was lost.
The score was fixed at 11:0.
Xu Xin shook his head with a bitter smile and stopped playing.
Although he was still a little unwilling and wanted to continue fighting.
However, they had agreed that each person would have one match.
According to the best of three system, wouldn't Su Zhe have to fight at least eight rounds?!
Not to mention rookies, even veterans like them couldn't keep up with the stamina consumption.
After this match, Xu Xin was completely convinced by Su Zhe.
Whether it was the attack from the far and near side of the table, the smash, the pull, the assault inside the table, the high ball…
It was still a backhand fast dial, faster, faster pull, twist pull…
Su Zhe could switch between them seamlessly and use them freely.
It was clearly an offensive technique that everyone had learned before, but when he used the horizontal grip, the power was shocking.
Just like Zhang Yuan, under Su Zhe's full power, it was difficult for him to break through Su Zhe's first three boards.
The difference in strength was not something that could be made up for by actively running.
Xu Xin changed several ways of cutting the ball, but he still could not gain any advantage.
" Even if he started practicing basketball in his mother's womb, his strength is still too terrifying to be accepted at this age…"
Xu Xin shook his head.
However, he could only explain to himself that a genius was a genius and could not be measured by ordinary people.
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