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Then, Fatty Liu explained in detail the difficulty of scoring by touching the net.

Everyone couldn't help but nodded when they heard this. Scoring the net is indeed a very terrifying skill, because it requires the slightest bit of control, and no mistakes can be made.

In real life, no athlete has such ability.

It's impossible to control it completely!

Fatty Liu said: "So, we don't encourage athletes to use that kind of opportunistic approach! Because if there is a slight mistake, it will be us who loses points! So we would rather let the athletes be more stable, the more stable the better! Usually we choose athletes Participating in the competition mainly depends on whether his recent performance is stable!"

"In our national table tennis team, in fact, everyone's level is about the same, the main thing is to see how your state is! If your state is stable, even if you don't have a gold medal, we will consider pulling you up! If your state is not stable enough, even if you We will not consider you even if you have more than a dozen gold medals on your body!

"So that's how it is!" Mr. Pei continued to ask, "Coach Liu, do you think the little prodigy still has a chance of winning?"

Everyone pricked up their ears and listened.

Fatty Liu thought about it seriously, but shook his head: "Although the odds are greatly increased, the odds of winning~ are not great!"

"Ah? Why?" Mr. Pei was stunned - everyone was stunned.

"It's still the point I just emphasized, don't use your hobbies to challenge other jobs!" Fatty Liu said confidently: "Uncle in blue is a professional athlete, and the amount of daily training is enough to express any non-athlete! Their skills and ability to control table tennis are far beyond imagination!"

"Before, I just didn't expect the little prodigy to have such an ability! Now that I have discovered it, I will definitely take further measures! Although the difficulty of catching this kind of tennis ball is high, it is not impossible! For example, I have been playing for so many years Although the fat guy who doesn’t touch the ball hasn’t participated in the competition for more than ten years, and his competitive state has declined seriously, but for a ball prodigy like a little prodigy, if you work hard and work hard, you can still catch three or four out of 10!”

"Like the uncle in blue in the live broadcast, if you are prepared and take it seriously, you can still catch six or seven out of 10! Believe me, he has the ability!"

"However, the little prodigy is different! This kind of tennis touch is very difficult, and if you make a small mistake, you will lose points. It's like asking for wealth and wealth! Can the little prodigy guarantee success every time?"

Everyone thought about it, and shook their heads involuntarily.

"That's right! One hit, two hits [primary and second hits...but can he do it every time? Can he maintain this near-God's peak state?"

Fatty Liu shook his head: "No one can do it! Therefore, as the game continues, the little prodigy's error rate will gradually increase, and the final loss is inevitable! There is no way to be opportunistic when playing sports. All of them are hard skills! If the little prodigy goes through a year or two of professional training, he may be able to win!

Listening to Fatty Liu's explanation, everyone's newly raised enthusiasm was extinguished.

I didn't expect the little prodigy to perform so supernaturally, and the chances of winning are still slim!

Is the barrier between amateur players and professional athletes really that big?

At the scene, the surroundings were celebrating, and Ri exclaimed.

The old man in blue, who was the party involved, was not happy at all, and looked at the little prodigy Lin Beifan in front of him with complicated eyes.

Three touches to the net to score, no matter the position or strength, he has mastered it to the slightest!

Nothing more, nothing less!

The difficulty of this ball is not lower than the boundary ball just now!

This kind of astonishing control has far surpassed that of a professional player like him!

This kid is doing great!

It's amazing!

It's too demonic!

"Little prodigy, you are definitely the most talented table tennis genius I have ever seen! If you are also interested in table tennis, I can introduce you to the national team for professional training!" Said the uncle in blue.

"Let's not talk about that, you should first think about how to win!" Lin Bei said proudly.

The old man in blue couldn't help laughing, this kid is really ignorant!

Do you think you can beat him with this?

You know, he's called...

Keke, pull away!

"Son, I'm going to be serious this time, and I'll treat you as a player of the same level!" The old man in blue let out a sigh of relief at the racket in his hand, then bent down and stared at the front with all his attention, Like a leopard ready to prey.

"It's changed, the breath of the uncle has changed!"

"Damn it! It looks scary!"

"It seems that the uncle is really going to be serious. I'm afraid to see it like this!"

"So, it was all for fun before?"

The audience was in an uproar!

The fight was so fierce just now, but it was just for fun?

In the live broadcast room, Fatty Liu's face was full of honey and smiled: "Master in blue is really serious this time! If you said that you used 50% or 60% of your success before, then you have 100% of it now! The little prodigy wants to win!" Difficult!"

Hearing what Liu Fatty said, everyone couldn't help worrying about the little prodigy.

"It's just a small game, why do you take it so seriously?"

"The little prodigy has performed very well!"

"At his young age, there is no one better than him!"

"Really, I can't bear to bully the little prodigy all the time!"

At the scene, the surrounding atmosphere changed and became more dignified.

Because everyone knows that what follows is the real fight between dragons and tigers, a contest between life and death.

Facing the uncle who is completely serious, does the little child prodigy still have any hope of winning?

Everyone couldn't help but sweat.

Still Lin Beifan serves.

Still the coquettish boundary ball as always.

Although the boundary ball was difficult, the blue-clothed man could still handle it.

It can even create a little difficulty and throw it to Lin Beifan.

The most critical thing is to touch the ball behind.

It not only tests Lin Beifan's ability to control the ball, but also tests his reaction and ability to catch the ball. No one can make mistakes.

In this way, if one party makes a mistake, then it will be divided!

At this time, Lin Beifan swung his racket.

He hit the ball.

"Snapped"

coming!

The old man in blue thought to himself, his whole mental state is at an extreme level.

Then, he saw the path of the ball.

Sure enough, it still hit the white edge of the net as usual, causing a violent rotation.

He rushed over like a bolt of lightning, bent down, and the racket forward.

As long as the ball falls, you can immediately block it back.

After a violent spin, the ping pong ball still fell to his side.

With a light flick of his wrist, he drove the racket in his hand to hit the ping pong ball that was bouncing towards him, and deflected it lightly.

It worked!

Haha, I knew I could do it!

Uncle in blue is proud!

After all, he is...

But at this moment, another "pop" was heard.

Lin Beifan smashes the ball again!

A violent smash!

This time, the arc of the ball was a bit high, directly over the net, and flew towards the table in the distance!

It's impossible for the old man in blue to go back to defense!

He could only watch helplessly as the ping-pong ball hit the distant boundary quickly and accurately, and bounced off.

Uncle in blue: "...Damn it!"

"Score the spike, 7:0!" The referee shouted excitedly.

"Another spike!"

"The little prodigy is dead!"

"The smash just now was too beautiful, definitely the top five!"

"It makes my scalp tingle!"

Everyone cheered.

"Thank you! Let's make a deal!" Lin Beifan cupped his hands modestly, full of the demeanor of a master.

Looking at the uncle in blue again, he seemed to be in a daze.

In the live broadcast room.

Master Bei looked at the fat man next to him: "Coach Liu, what do you think?"

Fatty Liu was also dumbfounded.

Just now he said that the serious man in blue is scary, the little prodigy has a lot of chances to win, but in the blink of an eye, people get another point, and it's still so wonderful and beautiful"

Slapped in the face!

"Ahem.....This ball is really beautiful!" Fatty Liu said pretending to be serious.

"How beautiful?" Mr. Pei immediately asked.

Fatty Liu immediately gave a professional analysis.

All in all, this is a very wonderful and beautiful smash, and the little prodigy performed very well!

"Coach Liu, it's 7-0 now, and the little prodigy is leading by 7 points. Do you think the little prodigy will win?" Mr. Pei asked again.

"I still hold the original point of view, the little prodigy has little chance of winning!" Fatty Liu's voice remained firm.

Because, the old man in blue who is facing the little prodigy is...

The 8th ball was served by Lin Beifan.

The opening boundary ball, which has almost become Lin Beifan's routine.

Although it is a routine, it is very difficult to catch the ball, and even non-professional athletes don't even think about catching the ball.

Then with the second ball, the spike touches the net.

This is also his routine.

But this routine really works, because it is a professional table tennis player, and it is not even a little bit difficult to catch such a touch ball.

The uncle in blue is strong, but he caught it for the second time.

0…ask for flowers……………

But the 3rd ball........

"Snapped"

Lin Beifan smashes the ball again!

Another unexpected smash!

The ball crossed the net and quickly flew towards the far corner, as if it was about to fly off the table at any time!

The distance is too far, it is too late to return to defense!

In the end, the old man in blue could only watch helplessly as the ping pong ball hit the corner of the table and bounced off quickly!

"Score by deduction, 8:0!" The referee shouted excitedly.

"Tmd, why is it like this again?" The old man in blue collapsed.

"Yay! Another point!"

"8:07!"

"Awesome little child prodigy!"

Everyone cheered again.

In the live broadcast room, there was also a scene of joy.

Once again, everyone couldn't help looking at Fatty Liu, the national men's table tennis head coach sitting directly in front of him.

Fatty Liu is a bit vain!

Just now, he repeatedly said that the little prodigy had little chance of winning, but the little prodigy scored again and again. This is 8:0, and the blue-clothed man he is optimistic about is still bald, which is too embarrassing up!

"Liu Jiao, what do you think?" Master Bei asked.

"Ahem! The little prodigy performed very well. This is another five-best spike. It's really great!" Fatty Liu took the lead in applauding, and then made another professional analysis, saying Straightforward.

At this time, Mr. Pei picked up which pot he didn't open: "Liu Jiao, what do you think the little prodigy's chances of winning are now? Will he win?"

"Ahem, this...he still has a small chance of winning!" Fatty Liu's voice became softer.

"It's a lie, it's a lie, Fatty Liu is a lie

!!

"It's so low I can hardly hear it, haha!"

"I keep saying that the little prodigy is not good, but the little prodigy keeps scoring. I laughed so hard!"

"Fatty Liu who has been slapped in the face many times!"

"Ha ha!"

Everyone is very happy.

The 9th ball was served by Lin Beifan.

The opening boundary ball, no accident.

The old man in blue easily blocked it, and immediately rushed to the front of the net, ready to respond to the opponent's touch.

But at this time, Fan changed the game.

Instead of touching the tennis ball, he dunked the ball to the far corner of the table.

However, as expected of a professional athlete, the uncle in blue immediately returned to defense and caught the ball dangerously.

But then, Lin Beifan made another dunk, and this time he really hit the tennis ball.

However, the old man in blue is too far away to teach the ball.

He could only watch the ping pong ball hit the table on his side, making a rattling sound.

"Score the spike, 9:0!" The referee shouted loudly.

Uncle in blue: "Damn!"

"Another point!"

It's 9:0, the little prodigy is awesome!"

"This smash is so beautiful, the blue-clothed uncle is completely stupefied, haha!"

"Victory is in sight, go go go go!"

"See what Fatty Liu said this time, haha!"

In the live broadcast room.

Fatty Liu's face couldn't hold back anymore, he blurted out, and shouted loudly: "Don't sleep, wake me up! You are a Tibetan mastiff, how can you lose! Get up!"

"Tibetan Mastiff? This name is somewhat familiar!"

"It seems that there is only one person who can make Fatty Liu call it a Tibetan mastiff!"

"Liu Fatty's favorite general, world table tennis grand slam player -- Zhang Ke!"

"That godlike man!"

"I just said, no wonder it looks so familiar!"

"I almost thought I recognized the wrong person!"

There was an uproar in the live broadcast room!

Everyone did not expect that the old man in blue turned out to be Zhang Ke, a famous grand slam table tennis player in Xia Guo and even the whole world, known as the Great Demon King!

The fastest player ever to win a Grand Slam!

Because he is too powerful, he has shown an extremely powerful dominance on the table tennis table, so he is called the big devil!

But such a great demon king was almost shaved bald by the little prodigy Lin Beifan?

 …

"Could it be that the little child prodigy is stronger than Zhang Ke?"

"Impossible! Zhang Ke is the Great Demon King. He often kills other golfers to the point of despair! Anyone can lose, but he can't!"

"How about this situation now? I'm about to lose!"

"Maybe they didn't play it seriously!"

"Do you look like him?"

Everyone expresses their inability to accept it for a while!

Too fake!

How could the big devil in the table tennis world, known as the Tibetan Mastiff, lose to the little prodigy?

Absolutely impossible!.