Ping Pong Life

Chapter 70

Wang Chao acted very relaxed.

In fact, he didn't take Hu Buming seriously.

When he used a penhold forehand, Hu Buming was a good opponent, but the reason why the previous doubles match was so difficult was mainly because Lu Jia held back.

Hu Buming thought it was Hu Yifei who was holding him back, but the fact is that Lu Jia was really holding Wang Chao back.

After all, how can an impromptu match compare to the tacit understanding between brothers?
Hu Buming thought that Wang Chao was good at dancing with shackles, but he was not. The real reason was that Wang Chao was better than him, even if he wore heavier shackles, he could still defeat him.

But now, the right hand is replaced by the left hand, and the straight board is replaced by the horizontal board. Although Hu Buming has unlocked a layer of seal, what Wang Chao has unlocked is the ultimate seal.

What Hu Buming thought was a must-kill shot, to Wang Chao, was nothing more than a regular offensive ball.

Therefore, Hu Buming's murderous spirit and ambition, in Wang Chao's view, are nothing more than a lack of self-knowledge.

As for Hu Buming's extremely provocative look when he looked over, it didn't make Wang Chao angry, it just forced Wang Chao to make a small decision.

For the healthy growth of the child, let him experience the cruel truth of the table tennis world.

What is there to say?

Those who are dissatisfied are fine, and those who pretend to be compared will be shot to death.

In this game, Wang Chao wanted to win more beautifully.

Because this is his professional debut.

Wang Chao heard a saying in his previous life.

If a player can lead the team to win the final championship in the first professional season of his life, then the road he followed his opponent all the way is called the "Road of the King".

Where the king passes by, there are bones like mountains.

In his previous life, there was no Pingjia in Huaguo, and Wang Chao never played in Pingchao. Most of the people who walk the road of kings are those who play e-sports.

In this life, Wang Chao wants to try this path in the table tennis arena.

The Hu Buming in front of him has decent strength, about equal to martial strength, and it is very suitable for him to complete his professional debut.

It was Wang Chao's turn to serve.

He directly steals long.

This is a long ball that was clearly stolen, without any deceptive moves, so as soon as he served, Hu Buming turned sideways.

Hu Buming charged without hesitation!

Wang Chao stepped back but didn't turn sideways, his feet didn't move much, his arms were thrown out, and his movements were extremely swaying, pulling back the explosive rush of this board that definitely exceeded 100 kilometers per hour.

Hu Buming pulled again.

Wang Chao pulled back again.

Hu Buming continued to pull.

Wang Chao also continued to pull.

The ball turned into a stalemate without any suspense.

Luo Zhihong glanced at He Jingping at this moment, and He Jingping returned him a calm smile.

It's actually a silent conversation.

What Luo Zhihong meant was "Can he fight like this?"

Lao Luo always remembered that Wang Chao's physical strength was poor, his offense was weak, and his strength was insufficient.

But He Jingping replied "I can hold on".

Only the Guozihao coach knows that Wang Chao's physical strength is certainly not good, but the saying "offensive is soft" is actually inaccurate.

His straight forehand is soft, but his horizontal backhand is not soft.

In fact, at least 30.00% of the reason why the forehand is soft is that the power is not thorough enough and the posture is not standard enough, which makes it difficult to use force.

Wang Chao's straight movement has always been flawed, but his horizontal posture is as perfect as a textbook.

The quality of the ball he pulled over was not inferior to that of Hu Buming.

The atmosphere at the scene reached its climax when the singles reached the third ball, because everyone could see that this was probably not a killing round that belonged to Hu Buming as expected.

Or the other way around, even if it was a massacre round, it should be Wang Chao's massacre round. After all, he used three different methods in the first three balls to prove his strength.

There were not many rounds for this ball. Hu Buming just pulled the fourth board, and the ball went out of bounds because of too much emphasis on quality.

Wang Chao scored another point, 3:0.

Hu Buming's expression finally became serious at this moment.

The first ball can be said to be unexpected, the second ball can be said to be too impatient, but the third ball, he lost in the head-to-head confrontation that most tested the quality of pulling the ball and basic skills.

The thought that he had been unwilling to admit in his heart finally came to the fore: Could it be that Wang Chao is stronger than me?

Shouldn't Wang Chao be an opportunist who can only dance while wearing shackles?

Hu Buming gritted his teeth, planning to take another look.

Wang Chao continued to serve. This time he didn't even bother to make a "steal" gesture, and he served a long ball from the baseline with a forehand.

Hu Buming hesitated a little.

But after hesitating for a moment, he became firm, and slapped him hard again!

He felt that Wang Chao should have deliberately served the ball to let himself attack.

There was something provocative and contemptuous about this gesture.

But Hu Buming couldn't give up the attack just because the opponent deliberately gave him a chance.

A professional player, facing such a ball, will not be able to sleep at night if he does not smoke.

That feeling is somewhat similar to that of Supreme Treasure holding the golden hoop he is about to wear and telling Fairy Zixia: "There was once a sincere love in front of me, and I didn't cherish it..."

Once there was a ball that could fly perfectly in front of me, and I didn't smoke it...

As soon as Hu Buming rushed to attack, Wang Chao immediately pulled back, and then, the familiar stalemate formed again.

After seven boards, Hu Buming lost again.

At this moment, a neat "wow" sounded from the stands of the table tennis hall at Sequoia Stadium.

Even a layman can understand this ball, because it was Wang Chao's intention.

Wang Chao just wants to tell everyone inside and outside the stage: I am better than him.

He serves and I hit him straight away.

He attacked, and I still killed him.

Zhou Xiangshu stood up suddenly from the chair, feeling his heart beating violently.

He saw too many things wrong today. It can be said that from the beginning to the end, he saw nothing right.

It turns out that Spade Q Club's greatest strength this season is not a single Gengshuai, but this three singles that no one pays attention to from the beginning to the end!

"His name is Wang Chao, and he was defeated 4-0 by force in the team game. Although he has a good sense of the ball, his physical strength is too poor, and he is too old, and he has no future. Others say he has a promising future, but But I think his upper limit is not high, and I don’t recommend contacting him, let alone signing a contract.”

This is his personal opinion after watching the game between Wang Chao and Wuli, and facing the consultation of Mr. Mao Yi, the head of Xiangshuihe Club.

Mr. Mao Yi is the younger brother of Mao Qian, the head coach of the Xingcheng Table Tennis Team. It is also because of this relationship that the Xiangshuihe Club was able to win the game and successfully signed a contract with the star player Hu Buming of the city team. This once made Zhou Xiangshu very satisfied. He thought that Xiangshuihe is the biggest winner in this year's offseason transfer.

But now he knows that the queen of spades is the biggest winner.

Others quietly snatched the real strongest newcomer.

The game is still going on, but the situation is gradually becoming clear.

Hu Buming served two balls, scoring one point and losing one point.

Wang Chao served two more balls, this time he did not intentionally feed the ball to Hu Buming, but returned to a strange and changeable state, served a chopping style, and then sent a fake non-rotating short ball, Both balls took the initiative, and they pierced Hu Buming with a powerful arc with both left and right bows.

So far the score has come to 7:1.

On Hu Buming's forehead, hot sweat was pouring down like a gushing spring.

He shook his dizzy head vigorously, but still couldn't calm down, so he put the racket on the table and squatted down to tie his shoelaces.

Wang Chao saw it, but wanted to laugh.

This is actually a skill to adjust the mentality.

In the previous life, the national table tennis coaching staff had emphasized this kind of technique many times.

When you find that you have a problem with your mentality, you must delay the time to calm yourself down, and don't finish the ball in a hurry.

But the referee will not allow you to delay endlessly. If the ball in your hand keeps bouncing on the table and does not really serve, you will be warned by a yellow card or even a direct free throw.

So, what to do?

Of course, it was delayed in a way that the referee could not refuse.

For example, squatting down to tie your shoelaces, leaving the table and running around your half area after each ball, or asking the staff to help wipe the sweat-soaked table to avoid affecting the bounce of the table tennis.

If that's not enough, you can also use the "request timeout" which has a usage indicator once per game.

In history, some players even forcibly questioned the damage of the table tennis ball and asked to change the ball, successfully delaying enough time to cool down the opponent's fiery feel.

All in all, as long as you have enough small movements and each step is slower than others, then you can win enough time.

Sometimes a game can be played in 5 minutes, and sometimes a game can even be played in 10 minutes. This is the reason.

Wang Chao didn't dislike Hu Buming's use of this method, because he thought it was a normal method in the strategic category.

It's just...he found that Hu Buming didn't understand the true meaning of these routines, and was just copying them mechanically.

The real meaning of delaying time is to calm yourself down, and at the same time let the other party lose the good state they just found while waiting.

But even when Hu Buming was tying his shoelaces, his movements were still stiff, and he continued to wipe his sweat with his sleeves during the tying process.

He didn't calm down at all.

He procrastinated and procrastinated, procrastinating for a while.

On the contrary, Wang Chao took the opportunity to rest for a while.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten seconds passed, and the referee directly gave a yellow card. Hu Buming didn't calm down, but became more panicked because of the yellow card. He bit the bullet and served again.

(End of this chapter)