Ping Pong Life

Chapter 192 Perfection
Sure enough, Zhu Ding did not follow the usual path.

Facing this short backspin, he looked like he was swinging short, but the swing was too short, and there was no detailed movement of rubbing the backspin at all. He just placed the racket horizontally and pushed it forward lightly.

Most people didn't understand what Zhu Ding wanted to do.

But Wang Chao understood.

Zhu Ding wanted to make a tennis ball...

However, he failed. The ball went directly over the net, neither turning nor low.

4: 3.

The atmosphere inside and outside the arena suddenly became tense.

The 5-point game reached 4:3, and Wang Chao won both the game point and the match point of the game.

Theoretically speaking, perhaps only the last ball is needed, and the champion of the first T2 Invitational Tournament will be freshly baked.

Although Zhu Ding lost, he was also a fresh runner-up in the world. This result is far better than his performance in the Danish Open.

Wang Chao made another short backspin.

Zhu Ding lifted the ball gently again.

The emotions of the audience are very complicated at this time. They don't know whether to scold or cheer, or just watch with a blank expression.

They were just laymen and really couldn't understand Zhu Ding's intentions.

Wang Chao felt a little funny in his heart, because although wiping the net is a little easier to do than wiping the edge, in essence, it is also something that can only be met but never sought.

How much difference can there be between a probability of one in a million and a probability of one in two million?
So Wang Chao almost thought the game was over.

But the ball flew up and actually landed on the net.

Because Zhu Ding didn't use any force, the ball was very soft. After it hit the net, it didn't have any rotation or elasticity, and it just rolled down on the spot without even bouncing.

Wang Chao could only look at the ocean and sigh.

The score miraculously came to 4:4.

Even Zhu Ding himself was stunned.

He actually felt that the game should be over as well.

In the face of Wang Chao's short backspin, he couldn't think of any particularly interesting solution, so he deliberately sought to brush the edge, and then sought to wipe the net. In fact, he wanted to finish the fight quickly.

But today's luck was so good that it seemed like cheating. They actually brushed the edge and the net, and the score was 4:4 by a strange coincidence.

There is no golden ball rule in the T2 competition system, so whoever wins the next ball will win the game.

At this moment, Zhu Ding's heart, which had already been completely calm, began to throb uncontrollably.

He had a sudden whim, and had a very bold idea: how about winning a round?

Young Master Uncle should be looking at me in front of the TV screen, right?

Then win a game in front of him.

A month ago, didn't I dream of defeating his disciple?

Now, let's make another dream come true!
……

Wang Chao felt the murderous aura.

In a trance, Zhu Ding seemed to have become the same as he was in the table tennis game a month ago, showing a strong desire to win.

Wang Chao was not frightened, but he just found it strange. He found that he was the best tactician at guessing the other party's psychology, but when facing Zhu Ding, he couldn't understand the other party's brain circuit at all.

When it's time to win, there is no competition in the world, and when it's time to give up, the fighting spirit is like a rainbow.

Could it be that he is really insane?

After all, there is a saying in the previous life that a mental patient has a broad mind.

Zhu Ding stole a long ball.

He has heard many people say these days that in the face of Wang Chao, it is a taboo to steal his strengths, because he will definitely be predicted.

So he decided to steal a long.

The ball was served very well, spinning and fast, and it hit Wang Chao's backhand at a wide angle.

Wang Chao moved one step horizontally, and twisted and pulled with his backhand.

Although his twisting was not as good as Lin Zijun's, it was better than Zhu Ding's.

However, this steal was indeed beyond his expectation, otherwise, what he should have done was to step back and move his forehand sideways to take the lead.

Facing twisting and pulling, Zhu Ding chose to pull the hard steel with his forehand.

Wang Chao did not retreat from the table, and directly pulled the ball up the table.

Zhu Ding didn't retreat either, his left and right hands were not as smooth as Wang Chao's, so he simply gave up the confrontation and switched to a vigorous push again.

Wang Chao pulled two rebounds in a row, and the angle was getting wider and wider. Zhu Ding was about to fall, but at this time, Zhu Ding's return ball suddenly rubbed against the net, and unexpectedly changed direction out of thin air.

Wiping the tennis ball is really too casual, Wang Chao was taken aback, and hurried to save it, and put the ball back to a short ball without any risk, which can be regarded as a flawless response.

But by this time, Zhu Ding was desperate.

Even if the net is wiped out, and Lian Tian is helping him, then he must seize the opportunity.

He would not fight this ball normally, because the success rate is less than 20.00%.

But now he didn't hesitate to hit inside the stage, his wrist flipped again, his arm rushed forward, and the distance was a bit long.

This ball is actually suspected of holding the ball, which is between a violation and a non-violation.

But the referee didn't blow it this time.

Wang Chao fell into a passive state again and was forced to step back. He pulled the ball with a forehand and pulled out a high loop.

This is the real opportunity.

Without hesitation, Zhu Ding rushed sideways.

Explosive rushing has nothing to do with technique, it just depends on strength, Zhu Ding's strength is undoubtedly great, Wang Chao was forced to take another step back, purely blocking, and pushed the ball over.

Zhu Ding was unforgiving, took a step forward, and quickly tore a large angle with his backhand.

People often say that a player has the offensive initiative in a game, but the initiative actually depends on hard power. If your hard power is stronger than your opponent, even a little bit of initiative can eventually turn into a victory, but if you are hard If the strength is inferior to that of the opponent, the slightest bit of initiative will be gradually wiped out by the opponent in the process of defense.

Because of this, Zhu Ding has seldom really got the initiative in today's game until now.

But at this moment, his advantage is greater than the sky. It is really difficult for Wang Chao to overturn this level of initiative.

Zhu Ding started to shoot left and right, the diagonal line became a straight line, and the straight line changed into a diagonal line again, chasing and hitting fiercely.

Wang Chao was exhausted and tried his best to save the ball. Fortunately, he had a delicate touch and was forced to chase back several dead balls in a row.

Everyone could see that Wang Chao was trying his best to resist. He really wanted to seal Zhu Ding, and he didn't want to lose a game.

It was only now that the ball was played, and it finally felt like swords were on the verge of breaking out, sparks were flying, and the bayonet was red.

Zhu Ding smoked a full seven boards.

It is still rare to see a stalemate hit seven boards, but it is really rare to see a purely unilateral attack that can hit the full seven boards without killing.

But Wang Chao's footsteps have been scattered, his breathing has been short, and it seems that he has reached his limit.

Zhu Ding is still alive and well, showing his physical advantages to the fullest.

He made another kick, shooting Wang Chao's backhand from a wide angle.

Wang Chao held the racket with his backhand, and he threw himself out, waving his arms in mid-air, and sent the ball back.

Zhu Ding took two crossed steps, standing firmly, and then made another kick, shooting Wang Chao's forehand from a wide angle.

Wang Chao is left-handed, and his forehand position is actually a backhand. At this time, he is still running hard, but although his body has run, his arm has not.

It was too late for him to move his arm to the right side of his body.

Under everyone's gaze, Wang Chao's body turned a little bit to the left as if by inertia, and he put his right hand to his chest, then stopped and watched the ball fly by.

5:4, Zhu Ding won the round.

The total number of rounds became 3:1, and Zhu Ding recovered one round.

Those Cherry Blossom Country audiences who were desperately cursing the match-fixing broke out in warm applause.

In the end, the ball was so beautiful. It was a feast for the eyes.

Standing in front of the stage, Zhu Ding felt a "pop" somewhere in his chest, and it burst.

He smiled brightly and looked like a happy little Erbi.

He felt finally completely detached.

I have no regrets.

Life is complete.

This life is worth it.

He raised his arms and ran around the field, just like Geng Shuai who was rekindled on the table tennis court back then.

It's just that he used to be so aloof, so he didn't receive the expected cheers when he ran at this moment, but made many people's eyes drop out of shock.

But Zhu Ding didn't care, he just celebrated for himself, and didn't need extra outsiders to echo.

He ran three laps, then lay on the ground, rolled several times in a row, got up, although his face was a little dirty, he couldn't stop smiling, his mouth was split open, revealing eight full white teeth.

The referee's hand was in his pocket, and he went in and out repeatedly, as if some kind of indecent gesture, but in fact he just wanted to take out the yellow card that had been squeezed a little hot.

Finally he held back.

Standing in front of the stage, Wang Chao watched Zhu Ding gallop all over the field with a smile on his face.

And in the small room in the imperial capital, Zhu Zeshi let out a long breath, then closed his eyes, rubbed them with his hands continuously, and did not open them for a long time.

He actually had the urge to cry, but he didn't want to show it.

He Jingping's tears had already flowed down silently.

Only Qin Huachang kept staring at the screen without saying a word, until the director played back the shot of the last ball just now three times before he suddenly shouted: "Beep! (a plant)"

Everyone looked at him in unison.

"Wang Chao released the water, Wang Chao released the water just now!" Qin Huachang was so excited: "Look, watch his last movement carefully. Did you see it? He turned his body to the left. Do you know what he wants to do? He wants to go behind the scenes hit the ball!"

Wang Lu, who was always the quietest, interjected at this moment: "It's not enough. His right hand was placed in the middle immediately, and I think he can still hit the ball with another hand."

Hitting the ball from behind or changing hands is an extremely rare and famous scene in table tennis, but it is no coincidence that when Wang Chao played against Zhu Ding for the first time in the table tennis, he used both techniques .

This also proves that he really will.

Probably because this ball is too classic, so during the short break between rounds, this ball was played back and forth more than ten times.

And the big guys have gradually unified their concepts in these more than ten repeated playbacks.

indeed.

Wang Chao released the water.

Maybe Wang Chao didn't intend to release the water at first, because Wang Chao knew that Zhu Ding was very sensitive and hated others making him.

So going all out to defeat Zhu Ding is the respect for Zhu Ding.

But at the last moment of this ball, Wang Chao finally released the water.

He has two ways to recover this deadly ball. Although it is very difficult, Wang Chao has already proved in the past games that he does have such a delicate touch.

He is [-]% sure.

But at that moment, Wang Chao suddenly thought that Zhu Ding really wanted to win a game.

And at this time, I released the water without anyone noticing.

So his half-turned body stopped, and his right hand in the middle also stopped.

He gave Zhu Ding a game, which was regarded as Zhu Zeshi's return for giving him a flat.

"He is too sensible." Qin Huachang sighed.

"Too mature." Wang Lu sighed.

"It's so gentle." He Jingping sighed.

"He is a good boy." Cai Guodong finally expressed his feelings: "Let him play a few more games next year."

So Zhu Zeshi smiled with satisfaction: "The head coach is wise."

Another 5 minutes later, the final of the first T2 Diamond Invitational Tournament Sakura Country officially ended. Wang Chao defeated Zhu Ding with a total score of 4:1 and won the championship of this station.

This is also the first world championship in his career, but the gold content is not high.

In the last round of the game, Wang Chao played very fiercely. In the end, Zhu Ding was blocked 5-0, but he still shaved his head.

He proved with practical actions that the failure in the fourth game was just an accident, and his true strength was far beyond what Zhu Ding could match.

But Zhu Ding didn't care anymore.

He stood on the runner-up podium, looking happier than the winner.

During the last interview, the reporter asked him what he wanted to say to the fans. He grabbed the microphone, fell silent for a while, looked at the camera, and smiled and said something that made all the audience baffled.

He said: "Little uncle, have you seen it? I'm back. Can I still play with you in the future?"

On the other side of the imperial capital, the tears that He Jingping had just wiped away flowed down again.

He feels sorry.

Because Zhu Ding at this time must have thought that he would say "yes", but in fact, he had just made an oath, and he would say "no".

I have limited abilities, limited energy, and limited time. Taking care of Luo Jiu and Wang Chao will exhaust all my energy. There is really no way to recruit another disciple.

So, you see, no matter seven years ago or seven years later, whether it is broken or established, loved or hated, if you miss it, you will miss it after all.

This is the real life.

　I plan to add updates for three consecutive days, more than [-] words per day, which is a small goal set for myself, please supervise.

　　
　
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