It was different from the almost one-sided criticism from the audience in the live broadcast room.
Inside the arena.
Coach Zhou and Mu Fei both widened their eyes and focused on the two people confronting each other on the field.
He didn't seem to be surprised by Su Zhe's grip at all.
"Are you sure you want to use the horizontal racket?”Zhang Yuan asked.
"I'm used to using the horizontal grip." Su Zhe nodded.
Su Zhe, who had mastered table tennis, didn't know how to hold his hand.
If he took out his penhold grip, it would be enough to defeat Zhang Yuan alone.
However, compared to the penhold grip, he preferred the horizontal grip, which was a wide opening and closing style with great lethality.
"Well, you should serve first.”
Zhang Yuan didn't want to bully the weak, so he threw the ball to Su Zhe.
Su Zhe was too lazy to be pretentious.
Grabbing the ping-pong ball with his left hand, he stood on the left side of the table and bowed slightly.
Then…
He tossed the ball with his left palm.
Pa.
A perfect backspin shot crossed the center of the net.
Zhang Yuan's strength had to be said, he was indeed shrewd.
The moment the ball was released, he had already determined the landing point.
His muscles reflexively picked the ball back.
The landing point was extremely tricky. It was Su Zhe's backhand blind spot.
The grip of the shake-hand grip meant that the flexibility of the wrist was inferior to the penhold grip.
As a result, pen-hold players could use their wrists to offset the rotation and control the direction, or even directly hit the ball.
Zhang Yuan knew this very well, so he wanted to catch Su Zhe off guard.
Just when he thought that he had won the ball and was about to celebrate with his signature fist.
In the next moment.
With a crisp sound, a white light rushed back quickly and ruthlessly.
Zhang Yuan opened his eyes wide and reached out to take it.
However, he discovered that the ball's trajectory was extremely strange and erratic.
Bang!
The racket hit the ball.
However, it flew high up and directly went out of the boundary.
"1:0!"
Coach Zhou's suppressed voice sounded from the side.
"This ball…"
" What's going on??"
Zhang Yuan stood there in a daze.
For a moment, he could not accept it.
Su Zhe saw his dumbstruck expression and smiled in his heart.
The pen-hold era was good.
With this backhand twist and pull, I can control you all to death!
Zhang Yuan picked up the ball and threw it to Su Zhe.
"I was too careless."
"I underestimated you."
He took a deep breath, gripped the racket tightly, and stood up.
He waited for Su Zhe's serve with a solemn expression.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Bang!
The two of them fought back and forth until the second round.
Su Zhe found another spot to fire a heavy cannon.
The ball was even faster than the first time!
Zhang Yuan could only watch helplessly as the white light that was shooting towards him was sent flying by his slap.
"Two to zero!" Coach Zhou was so excited that his voice cracked.
Impossible!
How could I not catch this kind of ball!!
Zhang Yuan looked at the racket in his hand in disbelief.
If it wasn't for the fact that the racket was intact, he would have suspected that there was something wrong with the racket.
He was beaten 2 - 0 at the start. He had never been so miserable even in the World League.
But today, he had collapsed in a small table tennis hall.
The assistant's expression changed.
She subconsciously wanted to turn off the live broadcast on her phone.
Then, he suddenly thought that interrupting the live broadcast at this moment would only have the opposite effect.
It made Zhang Yuan feel guilty. It was difficult for a world champion to fight a middle school student.
After hesitating for a moment, the assistant retracted her hand.
In the live broadcast room, the bullet comments had already exploded.
Is Big Brother Yuan in a bad state?
These two goals were lost too quickly.
That shouldn't be the case. Big Brother Yuan had already played two matches with the previous coach. Logically speaking, he should have warmed up and had a good sense of the ball…
The most important thing was that Big Brother Yuan had warmed up, and that kid had just woken up. He went up to the stage and started fighting…He could still concede two goals. It shouldn't be.
From these two balls, it could be seen that although the youth was young, his skill was really good. At the very least, he had the strength of the provincial team!
The backhand of the horizontal racket looked so handsome! It made me want to give up the straight path and go for the horizontal path.
Big Brother Yuan, quickly adjust your condition! If he really failed miserably, he would be finished!!
……
Shangjing.
At the Ping-Pong and Feather Center of the General Administration of Sports.
Liu Zhenliang, head coach of the national team and head of the Table Tennis Association, was watching the training of several athletes of the national team in the arena.
A short, tanned, slightly plump coach in his thirties suddenly ran up to him.
"Coach Liu, something happened!"
Zhenliang Liu was confused when he saw the anxious look on the chubby coach's face.
He told the other athletes to strengthen their training, then walked to the bench with the fat coach.
He drank a mouthful of water and asked unhurriedly,"What's wrong?"
"I, ah, I can't explain it in one or two sentences…Take a look at this first!”
The slightly plump coach opened the live broadcast on his phone and handed it to Liu Zhenliang.
"This is…Zhang Yuan?"
On the screen, Zhang Yuan was wearing a hat and a mask, so his appearance could not be seen clearly.
But from his familiar back and his habitual serve, Liu Zhenliang recognized him at a glance.
Seeing the score at the side, it showed 9:0
Liu Zhenliang smiled." How many times have I told you? A spar is a spar, but you have to give the other party one or two balls appropriately. It's so ugly to shave your head!!”
"Zhang Yuan, this kid, doesn't recognize his family when he plays!!”
"But he's in good shape. The World Table Tennis Championships will start soon, and he'll lead the team to get the gold medal back.”
Hearing Liu Zhenliang's words, the chubby coach widened his eyes.
"Coach Liu…What are you talking about?" he stuttered.”
"Hmm?" Liu Zhenliang looked up at the chubby coach strangely.
"That…Zhang Yuan, he, he was beaten 9 - 0!”
"…" Liu Zhenliang was slightly stunned." Are you kidding me?"”
He grabbed the phone and looked at it seriously.
After a while.
With a clang, the phone fell to the ground.
"The young man playing with Zhang Yuan is from the National Youth Team?”
"No."
"Which provincial team is the champion?"
"Not really."
" Then who is he??"
" I think it's just a coach from an ordinary stadium..." The slightly plump coach swallowed and whispered.
"..." Liu Zhenliang fell silent.
Soon, he picked up the phone again.
His eyes were fixed on the live broadcast screen. The second match had just begun.
"This young man…his fundamentals are frighteningly solid!”
"I've never seen such a fierce horizontal swing.”
Liu Zhenliang analyzed as he watched the match.
" The penhold grip's advantage lies in the handling of the ball in the ring…This young man has compressed the handling of the ball to the limit…"
"His backhand twist is fast, accurate, and ruthless. It puts a lot of pressure on Zhang Yuan…"
"Zhang Yuan is already deliberately avoiding hitting the ball back into the opponent's backhand area…but it's still useless.”
"The opponent mainly used anti-loop drive to suppress and adjust the pitch…and then changed the landing point…Just this move alone forced Zhang Yuan to run all over the stage and complain endlessly.”
"After playing two games, Zhang Yuan is at a disadvantage in terms of physical strength and efficiency.”
Zhang Yuan also lost the second match cleanly.
Liu Zhenliang's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but sigh." What a powerful young man!”
" Coach Liu, Zhang Yuan is a world champion. How could he lose to such an unknown teenager..." the plump coach mumbled.
" Zhang Yuan lost unjustly!!" Liu Zhenliang shook his head.
"He's never met such an opponent before, and he's even more unfamiliar with the shake-hand style." Although they had lost this match, it would make Zhang Yuan stronger very quickly!!”
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