Ping Pong Life

Chapter 51

Force does not believe in ghosts and gods.

Like Luo Zhihong, he only believes that sports must be reasonable, scientific and reasonable.

He firmly believed that Wang Chao's left hand was definitely not as solid as his forehand, and it just caught him off guard.

Wang Chao serves.

He threw the ball high, and then it was not a high throw with a backspin, but a rare chop.

Not only is the rotation of the cut ball not easy to judge accurately, but also the ball must be curved in the horizontal direction, which also caused a lot of interference to the opponent's catch.

But Wang Chao didn't have so many thoughts in the attacking style. He simply wanted to get the offensive right faster.

It is still a little difficult to deal with this kind of ball by force. Although the ball is returned, it is not short enough or low enough, so Wang Chao directly kicks the board.

Pull a forehand arc first.

Twist the backhand loop again.

Another forehand.

Another backhand.

He stood half a step away from the table, with his legs spread apart and his body slightly arched. He looked like a cannon. He pulled the ball from the left and twisted it from the right. He bowed left and right and fired wildly. Swinging above the table, the movement is smooth, the posture is skillful, the wrist is flexible, and everyone around the court is stunned.

Wang Chao seemed to be a completely different person, even his playing style changed.

When he used the straight forehand, he played very hard and cautiously. He needed to work hard to calculate every ball, find the landing point, find the flaw, try to make fake moves, try to cheat, and try to pull every ball to the highest quality. , as if not doing so would not be enough to form a balance of power against force.

But when he became left-handed, he didn't even move his footsteps. He played too casually, as if he had completely given up those calculations, those placements, and those deceptions. He just simply attacked. , attack, and attack again, you can hit wherever you want, and you can do whatever you want, and the force is already exhausted.

what is this?
"This is the most advanced and popular double-sided loop ball game in the table tennis world today. There are no dead ends and the whole table is aggressive..." a coach roared out.

Jiang Long only felt his heart beating wildly, no matter how slow he was, he began to realize that something was wrong by this time.

When Wang Chao unsealed his left hand, which he had never used, the attack was even stronger than his right hand?

But in the purely physical objective world of table tennis, why is there such a fantasy thing as a "seal"?

"It's done, it's done..." Liu Heng clutched his chest, feeling a little short of breath: "Yesterday I said that he was too soft in attacking, but his horizontal attack with his left hand...isn't soft at all..."

"It's not only not soft, it's even harder than me!" Jiang Shan said.

Liu Heng glanced at him contemptuously, but said nothing.

A little brat, his body hasn't grown yet, to be honest, he's harder than Jiangshan's ball, so he has nothing to be proud of...

Force was running wild, saving ball after ball.

In the first round, he relied on this completely passive stalemate defense, and finally exhausted Wang Chao.

Once, although he could not gain power, he could score.

But this time is different. Wang Chao's power is obviously much stronger than in the first game, and his speed is much faster, especially the spin attached to the ball is ever-changing. At the last moment, all of the balls are driven with extremely small wrist movements, which are used to change the details of the ball's rotation and landing point.

Once again he pierced through the defenses of force.

2: 0.

Wuli retrieved the ball, stood in front of the stage, and dropped the ball on the table again and again, feeling the sweat slowly winding down from his forehead.

For the first time, he felt helpless.

He didn't know what to serve.

"When you don't know what to serve, then serve short backspin and see the opponent's reaction first..." He remembered what Luo Zhihong once said to him: "Sometimes, in the game, when you panic In a match, the opponent is actually more panicked than you, and maybe he will collapse if you hold on a little longer."

The ball flew over the net in a spin and landed very close to the net.

"This ball is absolutely impossible to attack, I'm sure..." Wu Li exhaled forcefully, took a step forward, and was ready to meet a short swing ball.

Then he saw Wang Chao inserting his racket into the bottom of the ball and making an ugly move.

Not unfamiliar, because I saw it last time.

This is a roundabout.

Don't forget, turning around is just a means of dealing with short balls in the table.

Don't forget, theoretically speaking, abduction is more suitable for horizontal board players, because the island country player who invented this technique in his previous life originally used horizontal boards.

The ball changed direction abruptly and fell far to the bottom line with a large forehand angle.

Wu Li rushed over to catch the ball, and when the ball touched the racket, he was startled suddenly, and then sighed.

It doesn't make sense to catch the ball, because it falls into the opponent's offensive rhythm again.

Sure enough, Wang Chao turned his bow left and right again, forcibly drawing his force to death on the seventh board.

In fact, after Wang Chao was fully launched, he was able to persist until the seventh board, which is enough to prove the tenacity of force.

3: 0.

Once the three balls were passed, He Jingping was obviously out of order.

"Director He, are you okay?" Luo Zhihong was a little worried, he could feel the trembling of the national coach beside him.

"I'm fine." He Jingping took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and let out words one by one: "Let's read... read it before we finish."

He Jingping saw more things than others.

At that moment he was even in a trance.

He vaguely saw the 19-year-old boy standing by the table seven years ago when the national team had a two-way selection.

That is Luo Jiu.

Luo Jiu's double-sided loop ball style was created by his master, brick by brick, with every hand and foot.

He defined Luo Jiu's entire technical and tactical system, forced Luo Jiu to practice all the technical details that need to be mastered in this system, and took Luo Jiu to play tours around the world, to play in the World Cup, World Table Tennis Championships, and even the Olympics. He directed one battle after another on the spot, and always felt that what Luo Jiu fought was different from his ideal.

But even so, Luo Jiu was still praised by the ITTF in those years as "the controller of the most advanced technology of double-sided loop ball".

Only He Jingping knew that this praise was not worthy of the name, and Luo Jiu did not deserve it.

There are fatal problems in Luo Jiu's style of play.

Luo Jiu can learn all kinds of skills at once, but when he integrates these skills, there is always a trace of hidden deep stiffness, which makes him not smooth enough.

It was this slight stiffness that made Luo Jiu die in a stalemate when facing top opponents like Sun Tianlong who basically had no weaknesses.

Usually people think that stalemate represents basic skills, but He Jingping knows that the root of Luo Jiu's problem is fluency, or more specifically, "cohesion".

"Master, I really feel that this is already the limit, and there is no way to connect faster than me."

Luo Jiu once suggested to him: "Should I find an alternative technology that can make a transition where the connection is not smooth?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" He Jingping was extremely angry at the time: "Do you know that only a truly seamless forehand and backhand continuous pull can play an unstoppable offensive! You add an alternative technique, Although it is smoother, the opponent also has a chance to breathe, and the rhythm of your attack will be lost!"

He forced Luo Jiu to practice like this, hard and hard, and practiced for seven years. In the end, Luo Jiu became the lowest ranked player in the world among the five main players.

He Jingping collapsed after Luo Jiu lost a game. The world view of table tennis he had spent his entire life building collapsed. He suspected that there was a problem with his own philosophy. Maybe the system he imagined did not exist at all. Ashamed of Luo Jiu and Hua Ping, he chose to resign and leave Jiangcheng.

(End of this chapter)