Dominate the badminton world

Chapter 150 Fighting Du Pengyu Again

Wang Yu also took a deep breath, and decided to try without using super prediction first, to see if he has improved.

"Your backhand is your weakness. As long as the ball goes beyond your one step, you have no way to attack." Du Pengyu analyzed Wang Yu. Basically, Wang Yu would not pick the ball on the first shot, but rub the ball. Mainly with the hook ball.

Du Pengyu served the ball in Zone 1, which is the inner corner of the front court, the area where the service line and the center line intersect, making it impossible for Wang Yu to hook the ball long, so Wang Yu is most likely to rub the ball.

Just as Du Pengyu thought, Wang Yu stretched out his racket and rubbed a small ball with his hands first, then rubbed the badminton back to Du Pengyu's net.

Du Pengyu seized the opportunity, stepped forward immediately, stretched out his racket, controlled the path of the ball, exerted strength with his fingers, and quickly pushed the shuttlecock to Wang Yu's backcourt.

The badminton was controlled by Du Pengyu just right, so that Wang Yu could not trigger the super reaction, and the line was very precise, going straight to Wang Yu's left back corner.

Seeing this, Wang Yu immediately kicked and moved quickly with small steps. When he came to the backcourt, he could only be forced to hit a high ball and hit the badminton straight to Du Pengyu's right backcourt.

Wang Yu's return was also within Du Pengyu's judgment. He kicked back directly and whipped it out with a slap, hitting the slash that he is best at.

boom!
The badminton was quickly hit towards Wang Yu's right front court, Wang Yu stepped forward to block it, but blocked the net.

"1-0."

"Good shot, come on, Du Pengyu." Applause and shouts from the audience immediately sounded.

After throwing the badminton to Du Pengyu, Wang Yu held the racket in the middle and stood on his left half to prepare to receive the serve.

"He should hook me to the left front court when serving to the 5th area, and then I will continue to push him backhand..." Du Pengyu sent the badminton to the middle of the serving line of the front court, which is in front of Wang Yu.

"Do you want me to hook the ball, and then push me backhand?" Wang Yu stretched out his racket, and instead of hooking the ball, he rubbed a frontcourt ball straight.

Du Pengyu was stunned for a moment, his feet that had been moving to the left stopped immediately, stepped forward, and then continued to rub the ball back to Wang Yu.

"If you dare to continue rubbing, I will dare to pounce." After Du Pengyu finished rubbing, he was immediately ready to pounce on Wang Yushu.

Wang Yu took a glance at Du Pengyu and picked the ball to his right backcourt.

"You're smart." Du Pengyu immediately walked to the backcourt, turned sideways and hit a lob, and lobbed the ball back to Wang Yu's left frontcourt.

"I've made a lot of progress..." Wang Yu found that Du Pengyu's ball control was much more precise than before, just like this lob shot, which was very close to the net, and the landing point was very far from the corner.

"Under normal circumstances, I will hook this kind of ball diagonally, but I will put one first." Wang Yu stretched out his racket and put the badminton back in front of Du Pengyu's forehand net.

Du Pengyu was taken aback for another moment, but Wang Yu couldn't resist not hooking the ball.

"I'll continue rubbing you to see if you can tick." So Du Pengyu stepped forward again and rubbed Wang Yu again.

Wang Yu's eyes flashed, but this time he pushed Du Pengyu to take a high ball from the left backcourt.

Du Pengyu guarded the left front court and also prevented Wang Yu from backhanding him. He immediately kicked to the left back court and hoisted the badminton to Wang Yu's left front court.

It was another high-quality slash, which made Wang Yu pull the vertical fork to barely catch it, blocking the ball to Du Pengyu's right midfield position.

Seeing Wang Yu's mistake, Du Pengyu quickly seized the opportunity.

"For this kind of ball, the best choice is to push him backhand, but I don't." Du Pengyu stretched out his hand to level the racket, and at the moment of hitting the ball, he hit the skateboard to push the ball, pushing the badminton to the king quickly and accurately. Yu's right back field.

"Damn it?" Wang Yu really didn't expect Du Pengyu to play like this. Wang Yu had a speed advantage, so he immediately accelerated and ran to the right backcourt, but he could only use a low position to hit the ball.

boom!
The ball was slapped by Wang Yu to Du Pengyu's left backcourt.

"My habit is to kill the slash. Under normal circumstances, this shot should also kill you in the left half, but I choose to kill the straight line!" Du Pengyu kicked and spun, volleyed, and re-killed.

boom!
After Wang Yu drew the ball, he ran back immediately, but put it on his left half, but he didn't expect that Du Pengyu would not play according to the routine, and shot towards Wang Yu's right half.

Wang Yu quickly stopped his body and stretched out his hand to block it. Unfortunately, his center of gravity was forward and his body couldn't fall over. He could only watch the ball hit the ground.

"2 to 0." The audience once again burst into warm applause.

"Last month's Korea Super League, Du Pengyu was able to reach the final and win the runner-up. It was no accident. Although he lost to Li Zongwei in the end, it also proved his strong strength."

"Wang Yu's sudden emergence, although amazing, is still not a debut after all. He is still young and has not been tempered. There is still a gap between him and the top badminton players."

"Wang Yu can reach the final in the first international competition, which is already very good. I am very optimistic about Du Pengyu."

"He seems to know what I think..." Wang Yu walked to the back court, thinking about the two points he lost just now, and felt that Du Pengyu had indeed improved, and Chen Long was indeed defeated by strength in the semi-finals.

After all, although the total prize money of this competition is not too much, only 20 US dollars, the champion can get about 8%, which is 1.6 US dollars, which is equivalent to about [-] RMB, and at least half of them will eventually go to the athletes.

Wang Yu didn't think anyone would hand it over to others, after all, it was [-] yuan, which was the annual salary of many ordinary people.

Scooping up the shuttlecock, Wang Yu passed the shuttlecock to Du Pengyu and continued to receive the serve.

"If I send him in zone 2, he will rub the ball at the front corner of my backhand. The possibility is the greatest, but the possibility of him hooking the opposite corner cannot be ruled out." Du Pengyu aimed at the position of Wang Yu's right front outer corner, which is what Du Pengyu wanted The No. 2 area to serve, serve the long ball.

Du Pengyu concentrated on observing Wang Yu's movements, only to see Wang Yu stretch out his racket, level the racket for a while, and at the moment of hitting the ball, he suddenly picked Du Pengyu's backcourt.

"Huh?" Du Pengyu didn't expect Wang Yu to pick him in the backcourt, but he didn't panic, and immediately turned left and stepped forward, using his backhand to make a transition.

The ball was hoisted by Du Pengyu to Wang Yu's left front court, and Wang Yu immediately took a step to the left and put a ball in front of the net for Du Pengyu.

"I don't know how to pick your midfielder, how would you react?" So Du Pengyu stretched out his hand, and picked the ball from Wang Yu's head to the midfielder with one shot.

"This..." Seeing this ball, Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, and Wang Yu expressed that he did not understand the path of the ball.

Wang Yu didn't care what Du Pengyu was thinking, he turned to the back court with one step, jumped up, the racket in his hand whistling in the wind, concentrated all his strength, and hit it with a bang.

boom!
The badminton hit Du Pengyu's right half court at a speed that was too late to cover his ears, which surprised him. He quickly stretched out his racket to block it, and wanted to block Wang Yu's left half court, but it fell into the net.

"Change serve, 1 to 2."

"Mistake..." Du Pengyu sighed inwardly, feeling that Wang Yu's head was as good as Lin Dan's, and he never dared to hit Wang Yu's head again.

"Does this kid want to jump repeatedly on the verge of death?" Wang Yu glanced at Du Pengyu, wondering if he should give him some color by super-prediction.

But it was just this look that immediately chilled Du Pengyu, smiled awkwardly, and quickly hit the ball to Wang Yu.

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