The big devil in table tennis

"Brother Jianhua!"

Han Yun's heartbeat quickened and his eyes were fixed on Brother Jianhua on the stage.

Her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't make a sound.

A feeling of tension and worry instantly filled her body, as if countless invisible lines tightly connected her to Brother Jianhua.

Her feet unconsciously tapped the beat, as if it was her last strength.

Brother Jianhua on the stage was like a helpless child at the moment, lying on the ground with his body spread out like a lifeless bird.

His hands hung limply at his sides, his face was pale, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

Li Yu couldn't help feeling helpless when he saw Han Yun's nervous expression.

She wanted to comfort her, but after seeing Brother Jianhua in such a miserable state, her lips moved, but no sound came out in the end.

Because she knew that what Han Yun needed at this moment was not her comfort, but Jianhua on the stage to stand up and get back on his feet.

However, Brother Jianhua on the stage was lying quietly on the ground, as if time had stopped.

Some of the surrounding spectators covered their mouths, and some clasped their hands together, all shocked and heartbroken by this sudden scene.

A few seconds passed, and Brother Jianhua moved slowly.

His fingers trembled slightly, then he slowly raised them, holding on to the ground hard, trying to stand up.

His face was filled with pain and determination, and sweat flowed from his forehead and dripped to the ground.

His body was shaking, as if he couldn't bear the pressure, but he had no intention of giving up.

There was determination in his eyes, as if he was telling himself that he would be able to stand up.

At this moment, he was not only doing it for himself, but also for Han Yun, and for everyone who expected him to succeed.

The audience held their breath and stared at Jianhua on the stage.

Their hearts also beat with his efforts, as if they were cheering him on.

In the audience, Han Yun clenched her fists tightly, her lips trembled slightly, and her eyes shone with hope.

Finally, after a huge effort, Jianhua slowly stood up.

His body was shaking slightly, but his expression was filled with the joy of victory.

The audience burst into thunderous applause, and cheers surged toward him like a tidal wave.

At this moment, Jianhua was like a hero who had overcome difficulties. His strength and courage deeply touched everyone's heart.

In the audience, tears welled up in Han Yun's eyes, and the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a happy smile.

She knew that no matter what happened, she would stand by Brother Jianhua's side and cheer him on.

Because there is a deep bond between them that cannot be shaken by any force.

All this is like a beautiful picture, slowly unfolding under the gaze of everyone.

At this moment, Jianhua stood up and sweat dripped on the floor. The strong pressure almost made Jianhua's legs uncontrollable.

His eyes were extremely firm and seemed to contain endless power.

Countless fighting spirit surged in his heart, and he was determined to fight this game again. He would not admit defeat.

At the same time, when Jianhua stood up, he was also shocked by the opponent's players. He never thought that Jianhua could still stand up at this time!

He had already seen that Jianhua was starting to fail, but found that at this moment, he suddenly stood up and stood in front of him!

A flash of shock flashed in the opponent's eyes, and he couldn't help but hesitate.

He originally thought that he had defeated Jianhua, but he didn't expect that the other party still had such tenacious perseverance.

This tenacity struck him as incredible, and he began to wonder if he had underestimated his opponent.

For a time, the atmosphere on the playing field became tense and solemn.

The audience's eyes were focused on these two players, and their mood became excited as the competition progressed.

The referee's reminder broke the deadlock, and the opponent's player took the time to hit the table tennis ball.

The table tennis ball drew an arc in the air, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, with a hint of chill.

Jianhua responded quickly with his keen intuition.

His body moved like lightning, and he easily caught the ball with the table tennis paddle in his hand.

The speed of the table tennis ball is so fast that people can't react, as if it returns to the opponent's side in an instant.

The opponent's player's eyes narrowed. He didn't expect Jianhua to have such a sharp reaction speed.

Without hesitation, he swung the table tennis paddle and hit the ball back. The ball speed of both sides is getting faster and faster, as if two powerful forces are colliding.

The audience watched the flight of the ball intently, as if they saw two rotating lightnings intersecting in the sky.

There was an atmosphere of tension and excitement in the venue, and everyone's heartbeat was racing for this fierce competition.

Time seemed to have stood still, and every second became longer and heavier.

Both players were fully committed to the game, with firmness and determination in their eyes.

Suddenly, although Jianhua was already struggling, he discovered a flaw in the opponent's player.

He reacted quickly and hit the ball towards the opponent's weak point.

The table tennis ball is like a bolt of lightning, heading straight into the opponent's space.

The other player felt something bad for a moment, and he tried his best to repel Jianhua's attack.

However, Jianhua's ball speed was too fast and he had no time to react. The ping pong ball directly hit his weak point.

The table tennis ball suddenly fell to the ground during the fierce battle, making a deafening bang.

The score showed 6:4. This situation made everyone present unable to believe their eyes.

Everyone thought that Jianhua had reached the edge of instability. However, at this time, he was able to score a point. This was simply a miracle.

Han Yun's eyes widened in the audience. She never expected that Brother Jianhua could win a goal from the opponent.

Her eyes were full of shock and disbelief, as if she had seen something incredible.

She couldn't help but began to wonder if she had seen it wrong, because this was so beyond her imagination.

She was not wrong about the ending.

Han Yun exclaimed, "Sister Li Yu, did you see it? Brother Jianhua just won the opponent's goal."

At the same time, Han Yun's hand unconsciously held Li Yu's hand, his eyes full of surprise and appreciation.

She held her breath and her fingertips trembled slightly, as if the scene just now made her unable to calm down.

In Li Yu's eyes, Brother Jianhua's figure seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning, flashing across the sky in an instant, tearing apart all the ordinary and boring things.

His body fell to the ground hard one second, but the next second, he had stood up again and hit the ball easily, forcing the opponent into a desperate situation. This scene is like a magical picture, it is unbelievable.

A strong emotion surged in Li Yu's heart, as if he felt Brother Jianhua's tenacity and fearlessness personally.

She stared at him, her eyes filled with admiration and emotion. In this short moment, she was deeply moved by his courage and strength.

"Yes, Brother Jianhua is great!" Li Yu's trembling voice was full of sincere admiration. She felt Jianhua's power and the extraordinary ability he displayed.

She couldn't suppress her inner excitement and could only express it unabashedly.

On the table, Jianhua held the racket tightly, the beads of sweat dripping from his forehead shimmering.

His eyes were firm and focused, as if he had focused all his energy on this attack.

The sound of his heartbeat rang in his ears, echoing the sound of the war drums on the stage, making people feel as if they were on the battlefield.

His arm instantly rose, the racket drew a perfect arc in the air, and then hit the ping pong ball hard.

The ball left a white light in the air, quickly passing through the gap in the middle of the table, like a blazing meteor streaking across the night sky.

The speed of the table tennis ball is so fast that it is difficult to catch, and everything in front of you becomes blurry.

Only Jianhua's eyes could still see the trajectory of the ball. His brain was like a supercomputer, rapidly analyzing every subtle change.

He used his skillful skills to control the trajectory of the ball, making it bounce unexpectedly.

The ball hit the ground like a bolt of lightning during a mistake by the opponent, making that deafening bang.

6:5

A confident smile bloomed on Jianhua's face, and he knew that his efforts were not in vain.

At this moment, the entire stadium fell into deathly silence, as if time had stopped at this moment.

"How is that possible!" Han Yun's voice was full of surprise and excitement, "Brother Jianhua actually won again!" Her eyes widened in disbelief, almost unable to believe what was happening in front of her.

This time, Brother Jianhua's body clearly couldn't bear it. He had just been knocked to the ground by his opponent due to lack of physical strength, but at this moment, he turned into an invincible warrior.

The racket danced in Brother Jianhua's hand, hitting the table tennis ball quickly and accurately.

His movements are like a vigorous arrow, and every swing carries an irresistible force.

The table tennis ball made a sharp sound in the air and flew to the opponent's side. The determination and concentration revealed in Brother Jianhua's eyes were even more awe-inspiring.

His body jumped into the air again and again. In the air, he seemed to forget his fatigue and troubles, only a strong will was driving him.

Every time he hit the ball, his muscles tensed and sweat dripped down his forehead, but he didn't care.

He only focused on the ping pong ball in front of him, as if he was one with it.

The ball sent by the opponent came with a ping-pong motion, and Brother Jianhua reacted instantly.

His hand-eye coordination is superb, and every shot is as graceful and swift as a dance.

His racket is like a magical wand, carrying a mysterious power that makes every ball unstoppable.

Yes, this is what Han Yun saw just now. Just like that, Brother Jianhua won another goal.

Han Yun stared blankly at Brother Jianhua's performance on the court. She couldn't imagine that he had such outstanding skills.

His strong posture and precise hitting movements seemed to fuse him with table tennis.

On the pool table, Brother Jianhua showed unparalleled concentration and confidence in every shot he made.

His eyes were sharp and deep, as if he could see the trajectory of each ball and its next move.

His wrists are flexible and powerful, and every stroke is like the rhythm of music, elegant and swift.

His racket is like a magical wand, carrying a mysterious power. Every time it touches the ball, it seems to touch some kind of hidden energy, making every ball unstoppable.

The ball bounced off his racket like a shooting star across the night sky and landed unerringly in the target hole.

The spectators were all impressed by his skills and couldn't help but burst into deafening cheers.

Brother Jianhua scored two points in a row, and the atmosphere on the court became increasingly tense and heated.

Every ball is a display of his extraordinary skills, and every shot is the crystallization of the perfect coordination of his mind and body.

Han Yun finally recovered from the shock, and a fiery passion surged in her heart.

She stared at Jianhua on the stage and felt the firm and persistent strength in him.

Those scorching eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the shackles of time and condense endless power.

Never stand idly by again, this idea became stronger and stronger in Han Yun's mind.

She took a deep breath, straightened her body suddenly, and shouted loudly as the audience shouted.

Her voice echoed throughout the venue, like a storm, sweeping through every corner.

However, Han Yun did not call Jianhua's name. What filled her heart was a more kind and warm name.

"Brother Jianhua, come on, brother Jianhua, come on!"

Her voice was full of firm power, as if it could convey this power to the depths of Jianhua's heart.

Jianhua was on the stage, holding the racket tightly as he displayed his skills on his opponents.

When he heard Han Yun's encouraging shouts, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The fiery passion burned in his chest, making him even more confident.

The ping-pong ball passed in front of his eyes at a jaw-dropping speed.

The racket was like a bolt of lightning, hitting the table tennis ball steadily and making a crisp impact sound.

The sound of the ball flying towards the opponent and cutting through the air seemed to be a hymn of victory.

At this moment, Jianhua's figure is like a sculpture, and every move he makes is full of power and beauty.

On his forehead, beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, carrying his perseverance and determination.

The audience's eyes were fixed on him, as if time had stopped flowing at this moment.

There was a tense and intense atmosphere in the venue, as if an invisible hand was grabbing the throat.

However, none of this can stop Jianhua's persistence and passion.

His body is flexible and coordinated, and every movement shows his strength and talent.

The racket was waving in the air, and the table tennis ball jumped under his control, like a meteor streaking through the night sky.

As time passed by, the competition on the field became more intense.

Jianhua's eyes showed a hint of exhaustion, but he did not stop, but instead worked harder. He felt Han Yun's cry and her support and encouragement to him.

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