Chapter 110

The trajectory of the ball flew over, and there was a strange rotation, and it went under the net on the left side to kill!
This is already a contest of some level!

Those who don't play often and have no skills can't catch the ball at all!

This is Song Zhixin's test of whether Ning Qing is really not good at it!
As long as you catch it, it's not a problem!
As long as you catch Ning Qing, you will be a real dog!
How can you say that you are not good at it, but you are very good at it?
Isn't this deceiving people's feelings?

Emotional liar!
[Maggot Sister Slas Ladi! 】

[Aunt Ning Missi, Miss Hua seriously. 】

[Sister Maggot's time to go to hell! 】

[Sitana Arisius hunt time has come! 】

[Sister Maggot, you have today too!I can kill her! 】

[Fans blowing for thousands of years is not as good as a hammer! 】

【Damn her! 】

[Grandpa, give it to grandson!Kill each other! 】

[Father Ning, I'm here to support you! 】

Amidst all kinds of voices from the outside world, Ning Qing looked at the ball's spinning trajectory, and without the slightest hesitation, the racket slapped along the spinning direction!

Snapped!
That crisp sound not only made the audience's heart skip a beat, but also caused a serious sense of confrontation in Song Zhixin's heart.

Ning Qing's racket twisted a certain arc in the air, the ball flew out, and flew back along her established track.Song Zhixin looked at the ball that turned away, and her mood, which was not much ups and downs before, became serious.

The ball came quickly, the moment Song Zhixin's racket hit, the ball bounced on the table, and then reversed a certain arc, when Song Zhixin's racket reached the edge of the ball, the direction of the ball began to rotate again, almost in the blink of an eye, but to the other side.

[Master, Master!Qiuqiu is at the level of a master! 】

[Awesome, awesome, shit, it's really awesome! 】

[Ning Ge looks like bronze at first glance, but he is actually a king. 】

[Laughing, what Brother Ning said is unlikely to be different from what I thought (wretched dog head). 】

[Holy shit, at first glance, Song Zhixin is a trainer, no wonder she almost entered the national team. 】

[I suddenly looked forward to it fiercely. 】

[Sister Maggot quietly waits for you to pretend for a few minutes. 】

【Who is Jingjing? 】

【Jing Jing is my wife! 】

[Has our wife hit the mark? 】

[No, wait until I hurry to check my son's DNA! 】

[Fuck, my wife is also quiet! 】

A string of [Fuck, my wife is also quiet! ], and then a group of [My wife is Brother Ning hahahaha] emerged from it.

The live broadcast room was full of excitement, and the atmosphere on the scene was also explosive.Not only did the contestants prefer to take their table lightly, but they were looking for their place in the competitive atmosphere throughout the match.

Ning Qing took up a live broadcast just because it was so iconic with so many black fans.

In people's excited state of mind, Song Zhixin caught the ball with ease, and then slapped the tower directly, not only the arc was controlled, but the speed of the slow flying before was also increased.

This is a ball that tests both technique and reaction ability!
After the confrontation just now, Song Zhixin has already regarded Ning Qing as an opponent, and is seriously fighting her, in order to win the final victory!

This is respect for an opponent and respect for oneself!
The ball flew towards Ning Qing at an unstoppable speed!

As long as one is not careful, the ball will hit the table and be thrown, and Ning Qing will lose the right to win the first ball!

[Why is my heart beating so fast? ? 】

[Every second is testing my mentality! 】

[Crying, crying, really excited! 】

[How contemptuous she was at the beginning, how much she is now slapped in the face! 】

[Start smiling, then Ma Maipi! 】

[Is the start so explosive? 】

[The audience is full of expectations! 】

[Ning Ge's product must be a high-quality product. 】

[Brother Ning is indeed my pinnacle, my idol, and my only love! 】

[Miss Song Zhixin yyds, fan! 】

In people's extremely excited mood, Ning Qing's expression straightened slightly, he gripped the racket tightly, and then slapped the flying ball!
The ball originally floated in a certain arc, and the audience thought she couldn't catch it, but Ning took it lightly and casually.

Snapped!
The crisper the sound, the faster the speed!

The two of them just came and went, played dozens of balls and still couldn't decide the outcome!
The audience only saw the ball going back and forth, turning into an afterimage, thinking that the opponent could not catch it every time, but in fact, the opposite was true, the opponent caught it every time, and then returned it with the same sharp angle and style of play!

[My eyes are blurred when I'm riding a horse! 】

[You may not believe it, but for the first time I insisted on not closing my eyes for more than a minute just because I watched Brother Ning play. 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!Excited to cry! 】

[Every stroke is on my heart! 】

[Excuse me, is this the scene of the international finals? 】

【Sportsmanship! 】

[I just want to say, when will they finish hitting the first ball? 】

[Fucking awesome!I can ride a horse and watch shit all day long. 】

[I can watch it for a day without falling down. 】

[Absolutely, oh shit, I won't be able to reach this level in another 30 years of my life! 】

[Extreme push and pull. 】

[Do you think this ball will be played until tomorrow?Hahaha, it scares me. 】

[Are you sure the person on the other side is not giving way to Sister Maggot?It's obvious, okay? 】

After many groups of people from other teams had finished playing, Ning Qing finally ushered in the first goal victory!
Song Zhixin was sweating profusely from the hit, and the moment she was caught off guard, Ning Qing slashed the backspin and hit it, and the ball flew from the edge of the net neatly.

chap!
That neat ball hit the edge of the table, and as soon as Song Zhixin stretched out her racket, the ball spun and flew out at an unstoppable speed!
Song Zhixin didn't catch that ball!

Both the scene and the barrage began to feel restless.

"Song Zhixin lost the first goal?"

"Song Zhixin is a professional expert in the provincial team!"

"Ning Qing still has this hand?"

[Fuck!I don't know how to express my feelings anymore!Brother Ning is awesome! 】

[Ningo Oli! 】

[Brother Ning, I love you! 】

[Brother Ning's every move is very powerful! 】

[Brother Ning is the kind of person I want to be! 】

【lucky!So Song Zhixin released the water, and Ollie would not give it to a master! 】

[Really, a little bit of achievement is like this, it's not pleasing to the eye! 】

At this time, Song Zhixin's face was covered with sweat, she looked at the ball that fell on the ground, wiped the sweat off her face, and looked at Ning Qing who was opposite again.

The person concerned was half-bent, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding the beat, with a calm and calm expression, and he was the only one in the huge room, with the demeanor of winning every point.

Song Zhixin was slightly taken aback.

Then he picked up the ball, bent over, held the ball in his hand, and used a vigilant and serious attitude.

Her movements only froze for a moment.

Immediately serve the ball unceremoniously.

The ping-pong ball rushed towards Ning Qing's direction at an unstoppable speed, creating a complicated parabolic arc in the air.It was only a few blinks, and the ball had already bounced off Ning Qing's table.

A close call!
Catch the ball with it!

If you don't catch the ball, you're finished!

In Ivy Teng's trusting sight, Ning Qing's body bent quickly, and the beat went out quickly, and the next thing was congratulations——

The ball missed her racket and rolled to the floor!

reversed.

[Look and see!Sister Maggot's luck has come to an end! 】

[Sister Maggot really laughed to death!Let's take a good look at the maggot powder!This is the strength of your steaming and cooking! 】

[Hahaha it's time for a slap in the face! 】

[Maggot fans, let’s see, I’m crying, I’m laughing and crying because of your self-esteem. 】

[It's worth it!The house collapsed and crushed to death, I laughed to death! 】

[As for a ball?The world is uncertain, and the winner is the one who laughs last. 】

Under the ridicule of the black fans, Song Zhixin asked suspiciously: "Did you let me? I think you obviously have a chance to catch this ball."

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