Objectively speaking, Hong Fuling's ball skills are still very strong, otherwise it would not be sought after by students.

This shot went on, the strength, the speed, and the accuracy of the trajectory all reached the peak of Hongfuling.

The ping-pong ball made a sound like a bullet tearing through the air, and it smashed on the table in front of Zhuang Bi almost instantly, and flew out to Zhuang Bi's left side in an oblique stab.

"Bang!"

Almost at the same time, Zhuang Bi pumped his backhand, and it didn't seem to be very hard, but the speed of the nunchucks flew up quickly, and at an incredible angle, he slapped on the table tennis ball.

In an instant, the ping pong ball flew back upside down at a speed dozens of times faster than when it came, hit the table on the side of Hong Fuling, ejected, and shot straight towards Hong Fuling's front door.

The audience was gasping again, if the first time was a coincidence, it was good luck, and the dog @ cloud was gone, then how to explain the second time to knock the ping pong ball back with nunchucks?

There is only one explanation, that is, Zhuang Bi does not rely on luck, but strength, he can really play table tennis with nunchucks, and he plays very accurately and very powerfully.

Those die-hard fans of Hong Fuling are all dark-faced, their mouths are closed, and they can't fart anymore.

"Give me back!" Hong Fuling saw a yellow light coming, and he picked up the racket completely by instinct, smashed it towards the table tennis ball from top to bottom, as for the direction of the counterattack, he had no time to grasp it, the ball speed was too fast.

However, what he didn't expect, oh no, was something that surprised everyone and stunned him.

The racket collided with the ping pong ball, only to hear a loud sound of "bang!", Hong Fuling only felt a huge and incomparable force, attacking head-on, the racket in his hand instantly lost control, and the force of the swing was directly dispersed, and before he could even exclaim, the racket slapped on his face......

The effect of the force is mutual, the table tennis ball withstood the reaction force, and also flew upside down, but completely lost its accuracy, did not even touch the table, and flew out seven or eight meters in the oblique stab, and finally fell into the audience.

At this moment,

The audience was as silent as freezing, and the college students watching the game, their eyes bulged out, their mouths opened wide, their expressions froze on their faces, and their bodies seemed to be frozen, sitting on the stools, shocked to the point that their spines were overcharged and their bodies were numb.

Watching Hong Fuling sit on the ground with a butt being hit by a table tennis ball, his originally handsome face was red and bleeding from the racket, embarrassed, sluggish, as if he had lost his soul, and the three relatives and friends behind Zhuang Bi were also a little stupid.

How did Zhuang Bi do it to be able to hit a ping pong ball with this kind of strength?

It's too terrifying, Gan Pao muttered to himself in his heart, this is not only a horror in strength, but also a kind of precision in the control of strength, this alone, the missing black dragon is far from being able to do it.

Moreover, Gan Pao carefully discovered a problem: Under such a strong force, how could a table tennis ball made of plastic not burst? According to common sense, when such a strong force is applied from the nunchucks to the table tennis ball, it should not be able to withstand it and be shattered into pieces of debris.

But in fact, the ping-pong ball flew out intact, and the racket flew upside down on Hong Fuling's face, and it was not broken until this time, flying out seven or eight meters away, and landed in the audience.

"Brother Ling, Brother Ling, wake up, we lost, we actually lost, is this true?" Suddenly, Zhang Xiaojian came back to his senses, and as if he was crazy, he threw himself in front of Hong Fuling, grabbed his arm and shook it, and shouted in disbelief.

Hong Fuling was like a fool, his face was covered in blood, his nose was red from being hit by a racket, and his nosebleeds flowed down his jaw all over his clothes, his eyes were dull, and he didn't react to Zhang Xiaojian's shouts at all.

Zhang Xiaojian shook it several times, and when he saw that he didn't react, he immediately became angry, paralyzing how can you lose, Lao Tzu is ruthless and puts his face on you.

"Bang bang!" Zhang Xiaojian suddenly raised his hand and slapped Hong Fuling in the face, "Brother Ling, you wake up." ”

"Oops, it hurts!" Hong Fuling woke up at this time, covered his face and yelled at Zhang Xiaojian: "You dare to hit me?"

"Brother Ling, I thought you lost your soul, and hitting you twice was to save you. Zhang Xiaojian trembled, he didn't know why he was so impulsive just now, and hurriedly found an excuse to explain.

"Oh. Unexpectedly, Hong Fuling nodded, as if accepting, Zhang Xiaojian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly, Hong Fuling trembled and jumped up from the ground, "I lost? How could I lose? Impossible, this is impossible!"

Watching Hong Fuling yelling, Zhang Xiaojian looked confused, and Brother Lingling only woke up now.

The dramatic scene woke up the college students who were watching the game, as well as the three people who were in a daze, and came back to their senses from their sluggishness.

Suddenly, the audience was in an uproar, and the noisy sound seemed to reach the dome.

"Lost? Mr. Hong actually lost!"

"My god, nunchucks play table tennis, and you can beat Teacher Hong, amazing, Zhuang Bi, you will be my idol in the future!"

"Am I dreaming? This is a scene that only appears in movies, right?"

"What kind of strength is that, I actually called the racket back, you see that Mr. Hong was hit by the racket, it was really miserable. ”

"Paralysis, the racket is squeezing, it hurts to think about it!"

"Impossible, I don't believe it, it's fake, how could my teacher Hong lose?"

For a while, the audience was boiling, and they were all shocked by this completely unexpected ending, Mr. Hong, who was supposed to win, actually lost, and lost so miserably.

"Quack, the boss is the boss, I already knew that Hong Fuling would definitely lose!" Niu Bi reacted, and immediately came to Zhuang Bi and slapped his ass.

Zhuang Bi lazily threw the nunchucks to Niu Bi and walked towards Hongfuling step by step.

Seeing this, Gan Pao and Gan Lulu hurriedly walked over and followed Zhuang Bi.

Watching Zhuang Bi walk towards this side step by step, Zhang Xiaojian couldn't help but retreat and hide behind Hong Fuling, if it weren't for the eyes of the whole audience, he really wanted to turn around and run, and kept praying in his heart, Zhuang Bi would punish Hong Fuling, it was best to forget what he said before.

"No way, it's impossible. Hong Fuling was like having epilepsy, the stimulation was not ordinary, and his mouth was still chattering, and when he saw Zhuang Bi walking in front of him, he suddenly screamed, "Cheating, you must be cheating, otherwise you are a person who has never been in contact with table tennis, how can you win me? Yes, yes, you cheat, you won me by despicable means, disgraceful, you shameless and obscene!"