When Hong Jiaxin pointed at Luo Yang and said that he was her teammate, Liu Xiong was very unconvinced.

In Dongfeng Middle School, Liu Xiong knows which students play table tennis at a relatively high level. He knew that Luo Yang was a scumbag, and he was sure that Luo Yang's table tennis skills were not high.

Liu Xiong admits that Luo Yang is a handsome guy, but he feels that he is not bad. What's more, since he came to play table tennis, then he is the boss. Seeing that the school flower Hong Jiaxin was particularly favored by Luo Yang, he was sour in his heart, and he was unwilling, so he wanted to find a ballast.

"Junior brother, let's play two games, let me see how you play table tennis. Liu Xiong said.

"I play table tennis. Luo Yang said.

"Then you are dragging Hong Jiaxin's hind legs, with her skills, if she forms a mixed doubles with me, it will be no big problem to win the championship. Liu Xiong said smugly.

At first, Luo Yang also said that Liu Nan just wanted to play casually, and when he said this, he knew what his intentions were, and sneered in his heart.

"It's a pity that the squad leader likes to mix with me. Luo Yang said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, Liu Xiong's face became even more sour.

"Come on, play two rounds, if your level is too poor, it's better not to participate in the competition. So as not to be ashamed. Liu Xiong's facial expression was no longer natural.

"We're here to get involved. ”

Hong Jiaxin couldn't listen to it anymore, and replied coldly.

"So be it. Liu Xiong was half wilted, but he wanted to take his anger out on Luo Yang, "Senior brother, come, let me see where your level is." Play around. ”

There is a table tennis table next to it, made of cement.

Liu Xiong took a pair of table tennis rackets and handed one to Luo Yang, which had the taste of forcing him to compete.

Since he had the Shennong Sutra in his body and obtained the true qi, Luo Yang's physical strength and reaction agility have been significantly improved. His strength has also increased.

Sports are nothing more than two aspects of practice, one is physical fitness, and the other is technique. If you train your physical fitness to your limits, train your technique to an almost instinctive reaction, and add superior awareness, you are a sports master, such as Jordan.

If you have good physical fitness, you don't have to worry about the deformation of your movements due to overdraft, otherwise it will directly affect the level of competition. Luo Yang has true qi in his body, and his physique is far stronger than Liu Xiong.

Table tennis skills, Liu Xiong is indeed more experienced.

However, when a person's reaction speed reaches a certain height, the technical experience is slightly lacking, and it is no longer a big problem.

Luo Yang's eyes can see objects that move more quickly, which gives him the basis to react.

When it comes to the awareness of playing table tennis, Liu Xiong is not much stronger, otherwise, he would have won the ranking in the municipal or provincial competitions. In reality, he has only won prizes in county-level competitions.

In the eyes of others, playing table tennis, Liu Xiong wants to crush Luo Yang.

In fact, the two of them are half a catty.

Liu Xiong thought that he was a few grades better than Luo Yang, and with this idea, he felt that he could easily win Luo Yang and make him ugly.

Before he served, Liu Xiong sneered: "Senior brother, I'll send the simplest ball and see if you can catch it." If you can't take it, then your level is too poor. ”

Luo Yang shook his racket and asked Liu Xiong to serve quickly.

This is a contest between the master and the low, no one thinks that the result will be suspenseful, the onlookers just want to see the serving skills of the table tennis master.

Liu Xiong glanced at Hong Jiaxin with intriguing eyes, as if to say: Choose him as a teammate, you will regret it.

Immediately, he skilfully served the ball lightly, and a spinning low flat ball grazed the net.

This kind of ball, if the opponent does not handle it well, will hit it directly on the net.

Luo Yang saw the table tennis ball flying over slowly, smiled faintly, and stretched out his hand to cut it lightly, the force was just right, and the table tennis ball also wiped the net, and the castration was even lower.

never thought that Luo Yang could catch and return the ball, Liu Xiong had no intention of catching the ball at all, and only glanced in the direction of Hong Jiaxin. When he saw that the table tennis ball had crossed the net, he stretched out his racket to pick it up, but it was half a beat slower and hit the ball on the net.

The low hand won over the master, and the audience cheered.

Hong Jiaxin and the members of the sorority were happy for Luo Yang and applauded to motivate him.

After losing a goal, Liu Xiong's face could no longer be stopped, and he sneered: "Okay, the warm-up exercise is done." Brother, look at it, I'm going to really start abusing you. ”

Luo Yang nodded and urged him to serve.

This time, Liu Xiong knew that if he lost carelessly, he would be embarrassed and thrown to his grandmother's house, so he woke up his spirit and sent a fast, spinning and low ball with his heart.

The ball also brushed the net, and the handling technique was a little worse, and the ball must be hit into the net.

Luo Yangsheng is faster in reacting, his eyes can see objects with higher moving speed, in his opinion, the ping pong ball seems to be flying over as if it is slowing down, it is not slow, but it is definitely not so fast that he doesn't even have time to think.

He still thought to himself, "If I come back to a high ball and he draws it, then it will be very difficult for me to catch it." But if he could hit the ball on the edge of the table, he wouldn't be able to draw it, and he would have to return a high ball. ”

The thought was only fleeting, but it was indeed something he thought about.

So, he stepped back sharply and pulled the ball forward, not exactly where it would land, but it landed roughly at the edge of the half of the table opposite.

As Luo Yang expected, Liu Xiong wanted to draw the ball, but because his position was not enough, he had to step back and catch the ball and send a high ball. And the ball he returned landed in the middle of the table on Luo Yang's side.

In this way, Luo Yang, who was already ready to draw the ball, suddenly raised his racket to draw the ball.

The power is quite large, and the ball goes like electricity.

Liu Xiong didn't even react, he could only stand there, not that he didn't want to catch the ball, but he didn't see the ball at all.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The applause was like a tide, all for Luo Yang.

Liu Xiong's face was lost, his face was as red as pig's liver, and he stared resentfully at Luo Yang, who was receiving applause from everyone.

After the applause subsided, Luo Yang returned the racket to Liu Xiong and said with a smile: "Senior, how did you win the award for this skill? It won't be a three-person competition, you won the third place, right?"

Those present laughed.

As soon as he heard this, Liu Xiong was angry and said angrily: "What did you say?!"

It was a small joke, but because Liu Xiong was prejudiced against Luo Yang, he couldn't listen to him joking.

"Senior, is it a four-person competition, did you win the third place?" Luo Yang said with a smile.

"I'll be honest with you! You can't sign up anymore!" Liu Xiong knew that he couldn't beat Luo Yang, so he had to use other methods to retaliate.

The signs of this personal vendetta communiqué were too obvious, and everyone scoffed at Liu Xiong's approach.

Zhang Xue, the president of the student union, said: "Liu Xiong, who wants you to limit the quota?"

Liu Xiong said with a dark face: "As long as I am still the Minister of Sports, I said that there is a limited quota, and that is a limited quota! Anyway, he can't participate!"

As he spoke, he left without looking back.

Luo Yang looked at Hong Jiaxin and said, "Squad leader, you lost the championship." ”

Hong Jiaxin was very dissatisfied with Liu Xiong's approach, and reluctantly smiled: "Then you pay a champion to your sister." He asked Zhang Xue again: "Senior sister, Liu Xiong is too much." ”