The big devil in table tennis

With a bang, the table tennis ball fell to the ground with a crisp sound!

The score on the scoreboard became 3 to 3, which was very eye-catching.

But Lin Hui let out a long sigh on the spot. If he had exerted a little more force, the score would not be 3-3 now, but 2-4.

Lin Hui cheered up again. He looked at the ball sent by the opponent, made a bang, and then sent it over again.

The two of them started a back-and-forth battle.

After the opponent wins a goal, he is both nervous and excited.

However, Lin Hui was different. He stared intently at every move of his opponent, trying to find a breakthrough in the opponent's technique.

If he was defeated by his opponent again, Lin Hui felt that something was really wrong.

Then, the ping pong ball flew back and forth between the two of them, the speed of the ball was dizzying.

The opponent's arms swing flexibly, and every serve hits Lin Hui's serving area accurately, trying to cause trouble to Lin Hui.

How could Lin Hui be at his mercy? Naturally, he would not be outdone and would return the ball cunningly, making his opponent passive at times.

What you want is this effect.

Then he starts attacking his opponent.

Lin Hui's eyes were sharp and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He easily caught every serve of his opponent and then hit back with faster speed and more force.

The table tennis ball shuttled quickly between the two people, making a crisp hitting sound that resounded throughout the entire court like a war drum.

His returns are tricky and cunning, like a flexible snake, sometimes flying in curves, sometimes diving quickly, making his opponents passive again and again.

The audience watched this thrilling game intently, impressed by the skills of Lin Hui and his opponents.

Every attack and defense between the two is full of collisions of strength and technology, which is dizzying.

"Lin Hui, what a great fight!"

Sitting in the audience, Jianhua sincerely felt that Lin Hui played much better than him.

When he played with his opponent before, he found that his opponent was stronger than him. As for how much stronger, Jianhua didn't know.

In a contest with Lin Hui, Jianhua felt it.

Much stronger than him.

"Really? Brother Jianhua, I think Brother Lin Hui was careless this time. You thought it would be hard to catch up with the opponent, but he was beaten to a tie by the opponent again! He needs to focus or use a little more force, really You can win this ball!"

After Li Yu said this, Jianhua laughed.

"Brother Jianhua, what are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for being too strict with Lin Hui. Lin Hui has overtaken several goals in a row. If you let him continue, won't you become a victorious general?"

This, put it this way, it seems that what Brother Jianhua said makes sense.

Li Yu touched his head: "Yes! Brother Jianhua, I was negligent!"

Then Li Yu turned his attention to the stage.

At this time, Lin Hui saw that his goal was achieved. He successfully broke the opponent's troubles and made the opponent passive.

At this moment, he felt confident and excited filling his body.

At the same time, the opponent gradually felt tired, his arms began to feel a little weak, and there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

He realized that he could no longer continue such a fierce duel and must find a breakthrough as soon as possible to reverse the situation.

However, Lin Hui did not give him any chance.

He follows his opponent's every move, accurately determines his intentions, and reacts quickly.

The table tennis ball turned into lightning bolts in his hands, instantly hitting the opponent's weak point.

As the game progressed, the opponent's condition became worse and worse. He kept making mistakes and was unable to find rhythm and confidence.

Lin Hui saw the right moment and launched an attack. A powerful spike directly hit the opponent's space, 4:3.

Lin Hui won again.

The corners of his mouth could not help but tilt upward slightly.

But Lin Hui told himself that he still couldn't relax!

The game continues.

Lin Hui stood next to the table tennis table, holding the white table tennis ball, with a trace of determination in his eyes.

He slowly raised his arm, and his slightly curved fingers pressed tightly against the surface of the ball, as if there was a mysterious connection with the table tennis ball.

His body swayed slightly and his steps were steady, like a cheetah preparing to launch a fierce attack.

The table tennis ball left Lin Hui's hand, and instantly, a unique atmosphere filled the air.

At this moment, time seemed to have frozen, and everyone's eyes were focused on this tiny sphere.

The ball rotates in mid-air, gently carrying a hint of wind.

Like a twinkling star, it exudes charming light.

The ball flew in the air, showing a gorgeous arc.

It is like a flying butterfly, light and free.

Every time the racket is touched, the ball makes a crisp sound, like the sound of nature, penetrating the silence of the entire table tennis room.

This table tennis serve is no longer as ordinary as before.

Lin Hui was once tired of those boring serving methods, but this time, he wanted to express his inner emotions through serving.

He served hard, making the table tennis ball jump in mid-air, just like the restlessness and passion in his heart.

This ball represents his mood, and it means that he played the last ball very happily.

Everyone watched the trajectory of the ball intently, as if they could see the subtle interplay between the racket and the table tennis ball.

The racket flies through the air, leaving a stunning arc that echoes the table tennis ball.

The racket is like Lin Hui's soul, and table tennis is his heartbeat. The two work together to create this visual feast.

The ping pong ball finally flew to the opponent's side and landed lightly on the opponent's playing surface.

Lin Hui stood there, slightly bent over, breathing heavily.

Fine beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, moistening his determined eyebrows.

The entire table tennis room fell into silence for a while, everyone was shocked by this ball.

That serve was a work of art, a perfect creation.

"This is so beautiful!" Han Yun, who had always been silent, couldn't help but exclaimed.

She had never seen such a beautiful serve.

But it really happened just now.

It really made him feel so beautiful. He never imagined that he could serve so well in table tennis.

"You can see how good Lin Hui is at playing. This is just the beginning of Lin Hui!"

Jianhua and Lin Hui eat, live and train together, so they naturally know how selfless Lin Hui is when he plays ball.

This is just child's play for Lin Hui.

"Brother Jianhua, I have never seen this goal before. Brother Lin Hui has learned this again!"

Li Yu was also puzzled. She often watched Brother Lin Hui play, but she had never seen Brother Lin Hui play so happily.

Brother Lin Hui threw the table tennis ball in the air, and a beautiful table tennis serve was born. It was beautiful.

Jianhua continued to giggle, "Lin Hui, you know a lot, let's continue watching the game!"

Hey, hey, hey.

The ping pong balls kept making loud sounds as they bounced back and forth on the table.

Lin Hui heard it clearly, but the voice seemed to be shouting "come on", making him fight harder.

The racket in Lin Hui's hand waved like a gust of wind, and the table tennis ball quickly flew to the opponent's side.

His eyes were fixed on the table, and all the muscles in his body were tense, as if he was ready to make the most accurate counterattack at any time. Lin Hui's opponent was not as sluggish as before.

Lin Hui has become more energetic. Every time the ball hits the ground, there is a strong force, making Lin Hui feel tremendous pressure.

However, this is not the first time for him to face such a challenge. He has long been accustomed to this kind of tense atmosphere.

The air on the table was filled with tension and excitement.

The crowd's eyes were squeezed shut, their hearts beating with every stroke.

The entire stadium was enveloped in the sound of hitting the ball, as if time had stood still.

At this moment, Lin Hui's body was like a precise machine. Every hit was accurate, as if he could predict the opponent's next move.

Focusing on the table tennis ball, he seemed to be able to see every arc and rotation of the ball.

Like him, his opponent also started a new contest.

The ball flew towards Lin Hui's corner with a graceful and precise arc.

boom!

The moment the ball hit the ground, the entire venue burst into warm applause.

5:3 Lin Hui won again.

This makes the opponents angry at all.

But Lin Hui is not afraid of him at all. If he is irritated by any expressions or words during the game, then he is not a qualified athlete.

After a brief victory at any time, Lin Hui continued to start.

The confrontation between the two is like a battle without smoke, the fate of victory or defeat is determined in an instant.

Although he surpassed the opponent by several points, Lin Hui knew that he could not be distracted.

He continues to work hard to exploit his opponents' weaknesses.

Suddenly, he noticed a pattern in the other person's every move, and he suddenly had an idea.

He quickly adjusted his tactics and began to attack his opponent's weaknesses in a planned way.

The table tennis ball shuttles between the rackets, making a crisp hitting sound.

As the game progressed, Lin Hui carefully observed every move of the opponent and every subtle change in his eyes.

He found that every time the opponent was about to serve, his eyes would pause slightly. This was his opportunity.

Lin Hui quickly adjusted his tactics and began to attack his opponent's weaknesses in a planned way.

He swung the racket hard, and the ping-pong ball flew toward the opponent's weak point like a bolt of lightning.

The other party reacted instantly and fought back.

Lin Hui was shocked. He had miscalculated.

After Lin Hui reacted for a second, the table tennis ball fell to the ground with a crisp hitting sound.

6:4

The other side saved a point.

For Lin Hui, he felt it was a pity, otherwise he could have won another point directly.

But there is no regret pill.

After the opponent won this point, he regained a little confidence.

But it still does not prevent Lin Hui from continuing to look for the opponent's weaknesses.

He found that the opponent was hesitant when receiving the serve, so he began to frequently change the way he served, making it difficult for the opponent to adapt.

The table tennis ball shuttled between the rackets, making a series of hitting sounds.

His movements became more skillful, his thinking became more agile, and his eyes became sharper.

Both sides come and go, and the ping-pong balls are flying back and forth.

Lin Hui could feel the tension of the other party, and he knew the fear of the other party seeing his eyes.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Hui swung the ball powerfully.

The ball drew an arc in the air, passed through the opponent's defense, and landed in a position where the opponent could not reach it.

But the only weakness was that the ball didn't land.

Lin Hui lost another point, 6:5

He gave his opponent a point for nothing.

For the first time, he saw a smile on his opponent's lips.

Lin Hui felt frustrated. He had obviously tried his best to swing the ball out, but he failed to get the expected result.

He stared at the arc and felt the faint vibration in the air, as if the ball was still flying and refused to stop.

The opponent's smile became more mocking and sarcastic in Lin Hui's eyes.

He knew that his opponent was enjoying his defeat and demonstrating his superiority.

This sense of superiority made Lin Hui feel angry. He subconsciously held the racket tightly and decided not to give his opponent any chance.

With the referee's whistle, the game started again.

This time, Lin Hui's eyes were more focused, and he could almost see every subtle change in his opponent's movements.

He quickly adjusted his posture to hit the ball at the best angle.

The table tennis balls were flying on the table like lightning, and the speed of the balls was so fast that it was dizzying.

Lin Hui seems to be integrated with the ball. He can feel every touch of the ball, as if he is the master of the ball.

Lin Hui's focused gaze and the sound of every hit echoed in his ears.

He constantly adjusts his strength and angle, striving to hit the ball more accurately and faster.

Finally, he saw an opportunity.

A small mistake by his opponent caused the ball to deviate slightly from its normal trajectory. Lin Hui pounced on the ball like a cheetah and hit it accurately.

The ball bounced, passed through the opponent's defense, and landed in a position where the opponent could not reach it.

This time, the ball did not fall to the table again, but landed gently with a faint sound.

The audience behind Lin Hui burst into warm applause, cheering for Lin Hui's wonderful performance.

Lin Hui also felt a strong joy in his heart. He knew that he had finally reached a turning point.

The game continued, and Lin Hui devoted himself wholeheartedly to it.

He forgot about the noise around him and only focused on what was in front of him.

His shots became sharper, catching his opponents by surprise.

Every shot he took was filled with rage and fighting spirit, determined to turn the game around.

With Lin Hui's powerful attack, the opponent's smile gradually disappeared and was replaced by a trace of anxiety and uneasiness.

Lin Hui felt the opponent's nervousness, and he knew that he had found the opponent's weakness.

The table tennis ball is like a fate intertwined between Lin Hui and his opponent, sometimes flying and sometimes falling.

Each shot was filled with tension and anticipation, like it was breathing new life into both sides.

With a bang, the table tennis ball fell to the ground.

It makes a jumping sound.

At 7:5, Lin Hui once again widened the gap with his opponent.

As long as he wins a few more goals, Lin Hui will feel more balanced.

But two points still didn't make him feel at ease. Just like before, he was still being chased by the other party!

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