This kind of fighting style had caused a bunch of people to vomit.
However, Su Mo did not expect that Mizuno Teru would actually come up with such a ball.
However, it was obvious that he had not reached the standard yet.
If one were to say that there were ten levels of standards!
Then there were only two levels.
Each level was very far apart.
As such, it was obvious that it was not a threat to Su Mo.
In Su Mo's mind, the image of him being beaten up by a bunch of old guys using this kind of ball shot appeared.
Hey.
Do you want to play?
Then I'll play with you!
Su Mo's grip on the ball suddenly loosened and the racket slid down.
It almost became a slap with his fingers!
The smile on his face grew wider.
You look really handsome when you serve this kind of ball, but you'll definitely look very embarrassed when you catch the ball everywhere later.
Ping!
The ball went over the net!
A seemingly ordinary serve!
He looked at Mizuno Teru's expectant gaze.
Su Mo's eyes gleamed like an eagle's eyes. His confident face revealed a smile.
In an instant, he waved his racket upwards.
At this moment, it was as if the air had frozen.
Every inch of his muscles seemed to be activated.
"This goal will definitely score!"
"This is a self-created skill that I'm proud of! Scrape the line spin!"
Mizuno Teru was confident as his eyes shone with a wolf's light.
"Slivadokana? Is that really the case?"
Su Mo deliberately replied in Japanese, afraid that the other party would not understand.
He forced a smile.
A counterattack!
The ping-pong ball began to spin on the racket! He flew over the net at a moderate speed and landed on the table.
"I was fooled!"
Mizuno's eyes lit up, and he immediately bent over and waved his hand.
He planned to use a pick to send the ball to the sidelines.
He then quietly admired Su Mo's pathetic state.
"I guess your next ball will be my short middle line!”
Su Mo seemed to be at ease, as if he was giving orders.
His two fingers were in his eye sockets, and his consciousness was that he had already seen through everything about him.
This was an extremely provocative action.
Su Mo would respond accordingly to his opponent.
Since they were Japanese, they couldn't let the other party feel comfortable.
"Damn it! This action!"
" You're so arrogant!!" Mizuno Teru was furious.
Naturally, he could not do as Su Mo wished.
He decided to play a long ball!
However, the moment he touched it.
The touch of the racket caused Mizuno Teru's expression to change slightly.
"The ball feels wrong!"
However, at this moment, he had already made the upward stance, and there was no time to change his move!
Mizuno Teru could only watch helplessly as the ball flew away! It flew straight towards Su Mo's short platform!
He hit a ball that was not threatening at all!
Moreover, it was like a prophecy.
It was still the short and middle line that Su Mo mentioned!
"The middle line of the short platform!"
"The middle line of the short platform!"
" The middle line of the short platform!!!"
These words lingered in Mizuno's mind like a nightmare.
His mentality was already slightly broken.
It felt like Su Mo was giving him an order and he had to obey. This feeling was too stifling!
Su Mo's attitude was top-notch!
At this moment, Su Mo.
He had been waiting for a long time.
"You're so obedient!" Su Mo.
The racket shot out like lightning, like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water.
The ping-pong ball flew directly to Mizuno's left.
Its landing point was almost at the border!
Mizuno Teru's originally confident three-pronged attack had encountered such a sudden change.
He didn't even have time to think.
He instinctively caught the throw-in ball.
The player was on the right and the ball was on the left.
The difficulty of catching the ball increased infinitely.
Mizuno Teru couldn't even maintain his basic posture. He threw himself onto the table in a sorry state and picked the ball up!
But even if he went on stage, it would be useless.
Right now, he was like a harmless little lamb in front of Su Mo.
He could only let Su Mo slaughter him!
With a playful smile on his face, Su Mo stood there without moving, casually moving the ball to the right like a primary school student.
There was no curve, no spin, nothing.
However, for the current Mizuno Teru, catching this ball was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
Before he could catch his breath, he immediately pounced to the right.
The ball had already fallen from the stage and was less than half a meter away from touching the ground.
In a moment of desperation, Mizuno Teru stretched out his arm and barely caught the ball!
And all of this was Su Mo's doing.
It was only interesting to not be in a hurry to win, but to tease the other party until their mentality collapsed!
After this scene appeared, the live broadcast room exploded!
The army of bullet comments came over excitedly like a tide.
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