Ping Pong Life

Chapter 274
The last goal of the first game ended with the failure of Wang Chao's attack, and the final score was fixed at 11:4.

He stepped off the table, stood in front of the baffle, took a few sips of water, took a bite of the banana Fan Xiaoxian handed over, took a bite, took a deep breath, touched his chest, and felt the heart in his chest Bang bang beating, much more violent than usual.

The consumption of this round of balls is worth the consumption of his entire game in the previous rounds, because he is facing too much mental pressure.

From the first ball he stepped into the court, his fluke mentality and optimism before the game were directly shattered, and then he adjusted to the mentality of a last stand, and then, he was hit by Sun Tianlong infinitely, cheering up again and again, again and again was photographed underground.

Wang Chao has never been so aggrieved in his life.

He really can't beat it.

Whenever he felt that he had found a chance, Sun Tianlong would show a new hole card and suppress him forcefully.

In the last ball of this game, he actually gave up on himself a bit, because there was no possibility of a comeback in the score of 10:4, so he chose to rush for a board hastily.

In fact, he knew that he couldn't pick that ball successfully, because Sun Tianlong's serve was too cautious, and it was really leak-free.

His head was buzzing, he just wanted to get down quickly to wake up and regain his senses.

"If you really can't beat it, don't hold on. We won't be ashamed to lose to Sun Tianlong." Fan Xiaoxian looked at him worriedly. She had never seen Wang Chao beaten like this before. The score was still second. The key is that his face was gray Defeated, with an ugly expression, even the despair in his eyes.

"As an on-site coach, you will be fined for talking like this." Wang Chao made a difficult joke, and then said: "It's okay, I can handle it."

Fan Xiaoxian was still very worried: "But it doesn't make sense for you to carry on, why don't you preserve your strength? Maybe we have an advantage in the formation behind us?"

Wang Chao smiled, not knowing how to explain for a while.

He actually still has a chance.

Because of the things displayed by the Dragon Team, whether it is a desperate fight in the stage, a variety of extremely fast retreats, or continuous bursts of full strength, the physical load is very heavy.

Especially the penultimate ball, two consecutive bursts of overdrawn physical strength, is a high load that even young players cannot bear.

He doesn't believe that the dragon team is really solid.

So what he needs now is not concern, but encouragement. He doesn't need others to analyze the situation and make sense, he just needs some support.

Fan Xiaoxian is a good team leader and a good nanny in life, but he is really not a good on-site coach.

Fortunately, at this moment Geng Shuai suddenly squeezed over and forced Fan Xiaoxian aside.

Fan Xiaoxian was staggered by his squeeze, turned her head to look, a little angry, was about to speak, but stopped because she saw Geng Shuai's expression was a bit ferocious at this time.

Brother Geng's appearance at this moment is actually a bit like when Pingjia beat Poseidon, when he forcibly tore off Wang Chao's clothes in front of countless audiences, scaring Wang Chao to the point of screaming.

At this moment, he grabbed Wang Chao's shoulders with both hands.

Wang Chao was a little nervous for no reason. He struggled a bit, but didn't break free. He felt something was wrong in his heart, so he hurriedly spoke, speaking quickly: "Brother Geng, don't mess around. I know you want to cheer me up. I'm in a good mood. Yes, there is really no need for this, I..."

He struggled again, but he still couldn't break free, and he panicked even more, but Geng Shuai's hand changed from holding his shoulder to grabbing the clothes on his shoulder, tightening it, and spinning it...

Wang Chao had goosebumps at this moment, how could he care about so much, a force burst out of his body, he let out a subconscious cry of panic, jumped back desperately, and then... Brother Geng let go.

Wang Chao lost his balance and took two steps back, but he still couldn't stabilize. He slapped and sat down on the ground. The movement was obvious, and was seen by a large number of audiences, causing roars of laughter.

Embarrassed and angry, Wang Chao blushed, got up abruptly, rushed over in two or three steps, and said angrily, "Brother Geng, you..."

Geng Shuai asked directly: "Are you still depressed?"

Wang Chao's half-sentence suddenly stuck in his throat, he blinked and stopped talking.

He was really desperate when he was beaten just now, and Fan Xiaoxian persuaded him to give up, he almost couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't even smile, but he was frightened by Brother Geng, not to mention, he was really depressed, on the contrary It's itchy teeth, and some want to beat someone.

"Beat Sun Tianlong, I will admit how you want to beat me." Geng Shuai chuckled: "If you can't win, then you can hold back."

At this time, the referee blows the whistle, and the players of both sides return to the field.

Wang Chao observed Sun Tianlong's expression for the first time.

Obviously, Sun Tianlong has also made some adjustments. His originally frowning brows were loosened, and now he looks calm and calm.

Wang Chao couldn't bear to look at Qin Huachang from a distance, but happened to meet Qin Huachang's eyes, and then Qin Huachang gave him a hard look, and made a grinning expression.

Wang Chao only felt that there were small question marks on the top of his forehead.

What happened to Lao Qin?
Do you really have a problem with me?

He has already instructed Sun Tianlong to beat me up so badly, why does it seem that not only did he not relieve his hatred, but he also has more opinions on me?

Wang Chao shook his head vigorously, cleared his random thoughts, and prepared to catch the ball.

In fact, by this time, he and Sun Tianlong already knew each other well.

After all, there were too many rounds and too many changes in the first round, and the two of them had already used everything they needed.

Fighting short, Wang Chao can't fight.

Wang Chao can't win if he rushes to attack.

In a stalemate, Wang Chao couldn't pull it.

Wang Chao couldn't match his explosive power.

Wang Chao can't compare to Wang Chao's endgame experience.

His only reliance is technology, and he can rely on technology to suppress Sun Tianlong's opposite, making it impossible for Sun Tianlong to perform many ultimate moves.

That's exactly what Wang Chao did.

Sun Tianlong made a short backspin, and Wang Chao directly turned his backhand at a large angle. No matter how Sun Tianlong hits, he will firmly suppress Sun Tianlong's backhand at a large angle. Even if the quality of the ball is lower and the spin is weaker, he will He didn't care, he just wanted to hold this point down.

Because he was sure that at this point, at this distance, at this height, no matter what technique Sun Tianlong used, he would not be able to kill himself.

Anyone who can't beat him to death will become a technical game, and today's game is only in the technical game, and he has not really suffered a loss.

The first two balls were tied 1:1, and the ball that Wang Chao won happened to be a side ball while suppressing the backhand.

And the ball he lost was when the ball was slightly high when he pressed the backhand. Sun Tianlong predicted in advance and forced a displacement.

Then Wang Chao served, two balls passed, still one win and one loss, the score became 2:2.

This time it was Sun Tianlong who chose to attack directly. He hit two short backspin balls, one successful and one suicide.

Coming to Sun Tianlong’s serving round again, this time, he gave up the short backspin serve and chose to directly aim at Wang Chao’s backhand and serve at a large angle. control.

But this kind of ball also gave Wang Chao the opportunity to serve and attack directly.

Wang Chao successfully predicted, turned sideways ahead of time, and charged directly. Theoretically speaking, this kind of ball belongs to Wang Chao's initiative 100%, but when the dragon's forehand was released, it burst out with terrible power.

He easily resolved Wang Chao's explosive charge, and directly mobilized Wang Chao's position by changing the line, forcing Wang Chao to be unable to accurately control the landing point, and took the opportunity to launch a counterattack, one forehand forward arc followed by another forehand Leaving a big angle, followed by a short hanging, Wang Chao was hanged easily.

So when he sent the ball again, Wang Chao didn't dare to rush sideways. He chose to step back and hit the long ball, and hit the ball to the backhand of the Dragon team at a wide angle.

However, the ball wasn't far enough to reach the bottom line, so the Dragon team went around the half-table and forced a shot to score again.

The score became 4:2.

This is the Dragon Team. Even if Wang Chao tries his best to suppress the backhand, as long as the quality is a little bit lower, he can find a flaw that almost only exists in theory.

If Hu Ke's style of play is directly unreasonable, then the dragon team is definitely the limit of reasonable style of play.

Wang Chao's technical stability is good enough, but he still has negligence. This kind of negligence cannot be called a mistake, but a normal fluctuation, but the Dragon team can even catch the loopholes under this normal fluctuation.

He doesn't have the talent of eagle eyes, but his eyes are already better than any pair of eagle eyes in the world.

Wang Chao played extremely hard. He had to think and calculate almost every ball. He dared not make the slightest mistake when he touched the ball. It was like walking a tightrope.

Of course, the Dragons will also make mistakes, and Wang Chao's offense will also score.

So the score is still rising alternately, but the dragon team's rise is a little faster after all.

Another 8 minutes passed, the second game ended, the final score was 11:6, and Sun Tianlong won again.

Players from both sides returned to the sidelines, began to drink water, wipe off their sweat, eat bananas, and whispered to their coaches.

Such a scene is like a short break after two boxers fight in the boxing ring. Everyone is determined to fight to the end. The more intense the breathing, the firmer the eyes.

Fan Xiaoxian was a little frightened by this scene, she didn't dare to say anything about giving up, she stretched out her hand to touch Wang Chao's arm, and found that the skin under the sweat was cold.

Geng Shuai came over, asked Wang Chao to sit down, and moved his shoulders and neck from behind, but his technique was rough, compared to He Jingping's, it was like heaven and earth, and his hand strength was too strong. After pinching a few times, Wang Chao I squeezed and snorted, it hurt a little.

On the other side, Sun Tianlong seemed much calmer, just stood there, lowered his head and wiped his sweat while listening to Qin Huachang and Tang Jiuzhou talking, nodding slightly or shaking his head from time to time.

The camera of the director also fell on the players of both sides outside the field. Everyone thought that Sun Tianlong was discussing tactics with the coach. They didn't know that Qin Huachang was actually trying to persuade Sun Tianlong at this time.

"Stop hitting, let's stop here."

"This kid has become popular, you can't hold it back, just give up."

"Tell me about it yourself, is it a miscalculation? Is it much more difficult than you imagined?"

"If you continue to fight like this, your body will not be able to bear it."

"Do you still want to play in the Swedish Open in a month's time?"

"Continuous big strides, continuous bursts, all kinds of forced detours, Sun Tianlong, Sun Tianlong, how dare you? Do you want to die?"

"You don't need to be like this. Wang Chao is different from your situation. This kid is too mature. He doesn't need you to suppress him. He will adjust himself."

"I beg you, teacher, please? Now, I will retire directly due to injury. I guarantee that no one will blame you."

"The first two rounds have been played well enough, and I can give everyone an explanation."

Qin Huachang's worries started with the No.13 ball in the first game.

Prior to this, although Sun Tianlong was also violently provoking the stage, Qin Huachang believed that the price of this level was expected. If it was only a slight injury caused by excessive force on the arms and legs, it was actually easy to recover come over.

But when Wang Chao began to show his super capacity and successfully suppressed Sun Tianlong's backhand with unimaginably abundant skills, Qin Huachang couldn't sit still at all.

This is definitely an unexpected change.

Qin Huachang knew that Sun Tianlong could break the game. After all, he knew Sun Tianlong's technical composition too well.

If Sun Tianlong was ten years younger, he could beat Wang Chao's shit out.

But now every tough battle he has has a price.

To break Wang Chao's game, he must run in a wide range, need continuous and thorough explosions, need all kinds of extreme saves, and need to fight to the death.

The price is too terrible.

In the past few years, how many times Huaping was forced into a desperate situation, and all other players were eliminated, and only Sun Tianlong was left to support independently. He entered the finals of the World Series with injuries again and again, and the situation was exactly the same as today.

At that time, Sun Tianlong's choice was to take a block shot before the game.

In the past few years, he has had many injections, and each injection will cause permanent damage to his body. Therefore, Sun Tianlong, who is only 31 years old this year, is far inferior to Weng Chunting of the same age and far inferior to his older brother in terms of physical health. The three-year-old Bayer has even more and more intensive injuries than the 42-year-old Ochumelov.

But in foreign wars, for the glory of Huaping, he has no choice. When everyone else has lost the chain, he will fight for his life.

But today's game, why bother?
Qin Huachang glanced at the place where Wang Chao was from a distance.

He saw that Wang Chao was closing his eyes, and was pinched by Geng Shuai.

He knew that Wang Chao should have doubts in his heart, and he should also have some criticisms about himself and Sun Tianlong.

After all, the invincible combination of myself and Sun Tianlong came here specially to target Wang Chao, bullying others no matter what.

So he was even more upset.

What is there to say?

I would have my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminates the ditch.

I suppressed you for your own good, but not only did you not appreciate me, you were probably scolding me desperately in your heart.

At this time, the referee's whistle sounded, and Sun Tianlong raised his head again, and smiled at Qin Huachang who had been chattering, looking very calm: "Teacher, don't think too much, I have a measure."

Qin Huachang really wanted to say, "You have a sense of proportion", but seeing the faint tiredness on Sun Tianlong's face, and looking at a certain place on the side of his right leg that his right hand was habitually covering, he couldn't bear to say it out.

He couldn't figure it out, he was obviously a cunning villain like a fox, why did he teach a real hero?
(End of this chapter)