Ping Pong Life

Chapter 17 Evil Dao
"Wang Zhi, let Zhao Ge try it." Zhao Fuqiang said right away, "After all, Wang Chao is the one who beat Tian Zhengguang, so we have to pick the best."

Li Zhenguo secretly scolded the old fox for his pervasiveness, but he never suffered any disadvantages: "I think Li Mu is better, after all, Li Mu's performance in the last assessment was better than that of Zhao Ge."

"Zhao Ge plays with more passion!"

"Li Mu plays more steadily!"

"I guarantee that Zhao Ge will win if he goes up."

"Tch, it sounds like Li Mu will lose if he wins."

Wang Bin was a little speechless. He gave the two men a warning look and made a decision: "Zhao Ge will go first, and if he loses, then Li Mu, who is ranked higher."

Zhao Fuqiang immediately smiled, while Li Zhenguo looked at the head coach resentfully, but said nothing.

In his opinion, Wang Chao is already exhausted, even if he can win against Long Tao, how can there be any situation that he can't beat?
Therefore, the head coach is blatantly partial!

Zhao Ge quickly entered the arena. He was a young man with a cut head, his eyes were full of energy, he stood in front of the stage and jumped up and down from time to time, as if he had nowhere to vent his energy.

Wang Chao got up slowly, walked to the side of the stage, took the racket, and set up a steady posture, saying: "How to play?"

"Two out of three rounds, or I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up physically."

Zhao Ge said while throwing the ball to Wang Chao: "I don't take advantage of you, you come first."

Wang Chao was not polite, he served the ball directly and fought with Zhao Ge.

In the first five goals, Wang Chao lost four, two of which were killed by Zhao Ge's early attack, one was killed by Zhao Ge's large-angle transfer from both sides, and the other was Zhao Ge's luck.

The only one who won was still relying on the serve to steal long, and hit Zhao Ge with a sneak attack.

After five balls were played, Zhao Ge led 4:1.

Everyone felt that the overall situation was settled, because they could see that Wang Chao really couldn't run.

Just because he couldn't run, Wang Chao couldn't move quickly to save the ball when Zhao Ge forced his attack.

And when Zhao Ge successfully mobilized a large angle, Wang Chao also couldn't keep up.

It looked like Wang Chao was standing still in front of the table.

But what future can there be in standing up and playing?
But then things started to get weird.

Wang Chao's serve seemed unremarkable, but Zhao Ge took a backspin and the score became 4:2.

Changing his serve, Zhao Ge sent a high-spinning high toss. Wang Chao straightened his racket and threw the ball to the middle area of ​​Zhao Ge. Zhao Ge didn't expect it at all. In place, the overhand attack failed, and the score became 4:3.

Zhao Ge continued to serve. This time, he served a long forehand, which was extremely fast. Wang Chao had no strength to retreat, so he could only twist his wrist and take the racket to block the ball. Although the ball passed, it was a little too high. Board dribble.

Before Zhao Ge had two balls, he scored in such a simple way.

But this time, Wang Chao's footsteps moved slightly, and the range was very small, but he adjusted it just in place and blocked the ball again.

Zhao Ge draws again.

Wang Chao fine-tuned his footsteps again, but he was in place again. He still focused on his wrist movements, adjusted the angle of the racket, and blocked the ball.

Zhao Ge's playing style is very passionate. When encountering such a situation, naturally one board is heavier than the other. The ball landed on the racket and made a "bang bang" sound. In a blink of an eye, seven boards were drawn, but Wang Super blocked them all.

At this moment, Wang Bin let out a soft "Huh".

He could see that Wang Chao had completely given up attacking.

Because of exhaustion, Wang Chao is now purely defensive.

Generally speaking, even in defense, you will try to exert some subtle wrist movements to spin the ball back to make the opponent make a mistake, but Wang Chao doesn't even spin now. The time is in the right place, and then the right angle is adjusted so that the ball bounces back at the right angle after contact.

It's actually hard to do that.

The ping pong ball is too small, and the force exerted by the opponent on the ball is too subtle, and it is difficult to fully understand it under normal circumstances. Therefore, the correct way for players to respond should be to exert more force on the ball themselves. Hit the ball back according to the trajectory you redesigned.

Therefore, Wang Chao's current style of play is not the right way, but the evil way.

Not only is it extremely difficult to fight like this, but also the turnover rate is extremely high. Most importantly, what future does pure defense have?
In playing table tennis, it must be that the defensive side is more likely to make mistakes than the offensive side.

Wang Bin felt sorry, but he couldn't say anything, because he had to admit that Wang Chao didn't have the strength to do too many things when he was physically exhausted. He could only guard like this until he was pierced by the opponent.

Wang Bin waited for Wang Chao to be pierced and lose points.

But Wang Chao has been able to bear it all the time, and he has already carried four boards while he was thinking. Zhao Ge has already drawn the No.11 board.

"twelve!"

"Thirteen!"

"fourteen!"

"Fifteen...wow!"

"This buddy is awesome! He even tied it!"

Everyone was boiling, because under Zhao Ge's increasingly powerful offensive, it was Wang Chao who finally won.

He just stood on the edge of the table in such an unremarkable manner, without taking a step back, just fine-tuning his posture, and borrowing strength from Zhao Ge's ball, he looked like a flat boat in a stormy sea, crumbling, but in the end, it was the waves themselves It was broken, but the boat was safe and sound.

Wang Bin said "Huh" again.

He didn't quite understand how Wang Chao did it. Did he predict where the ball would land every time he caught the ball?

Otherwise, how could he keep up with Zhao Ge's rhythm?

But this kind of thing...how could anyone do it!
He shook his head and laughed at himself, thinking that he was scaring himself.

It's just a coincidence.

He is still sure that Zhao Ge will win, but he still appreciates Wang Chao's perseverance and mentality.

"It's a good seedling."

"It's just a pity... I couldn't cultivate it from an early age."

"Now that I'm old and my physical fitness is too poor, I missed the golden period..."

The players are also complaining in various ways.

"What's Zhao Ge doing? You've been drawing on a spot, won't you make a move?"

"That's right, they stand there without even moving, they are all blocked."

"Knowing that the buddy can't run, he still doesn't know how to be flexible."

"It's a pity to change the straight line even slightly."

"He's just like that, he's been beating violently and has no brains."

The noise around did not affect Wang Chao, but it made Zhao Ge a little uncomfortable. He made a mute gesture to the surroundings, and then continued the game.

The ensuing battle situation became more and more strange.

In Wang Chao's serve round, he served two balls and scored two points inexplicably. Zhao Ge took a backspin and a topspin, looking like he lost his mind.

The score directly overtook and became 6:4.

When it was Zhao Ge's turn to serve, Zhao Ge directly stole the ball again, and then looked for an opportunity to attack directly.

Then it became the same situation as before.

Zhao Ge started to attack crazily, Wang Chao was still the most basic block, and for no reason he blocked another four boards, then Zhao Ge got angry, and he turned sideways, stepped back, squatted, twisted, turned his waist, and his whole body twitched. Force, came a desperate burst.

Zhao Fuqiang, who was on the sidelines, nodded repeatedly and was very satisfied with this forceful movement, because the posture was really quite standard, and the strength was fully exerted.

Unfortunately, it was still blocked.

And because the power of the ball was too great, Wang Chao used his strength to hit the ball, resulting in the same speed of returning the ball. Zhao Ge couldn't catch it by himself, and Wang Chao hit the ball back beautifully.

7: 4.

"I'm sorry, is Zhao Ge a fool?"

"Let's keep an eye on one point."

"Does he know nothing about changing lines?"

"Where's Coach Zhao? Quickly call a timeout. Your nephew is out of his mind. Remind him quickly."

"Hahahaha, I'm calling you m. This is not a formal game. How dare you call it a timeout? Wang Chao went to the meeting alone."

The players were anxious and angry, wishing they could go up and help Zhao Ge play, but the four coaches on the sidelines became quiet instead.

Of course Zhao Fuqiang would not call a timeout.

He is a coach after all, he can see that Zhao Ge's brain is not a problem.

It's not that Zhao Ge doesn't want to change the line, but he can't change the line at all.

(End of this chapter)