All the Chinese athletes wanted to cheer, but looking at the new European table tennis team, the faces were gloomy, and they couldn't gloat too much, so they could only wave their hands secretly.

Wu Jinlong came over with a smile and asked Brown, "Are you satisfied?"

"Two wins in three games. Coach Brown said with a calm face: "Jack is a substitute in our team, I just try his hand with him." ”

Wu Jinlong squinted his eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "We in Huaxia don't have the rule of two wins in three games. ”

Brown said with a heavy face: "Didn't you take a propaganda photo? What's the use of taking a picture of a fight against the bench? Bol, come on." ”

Just look at the blue-eyed handsome white man who stepped forward and said to Su Huai, "Hey, let's have fun." ”

"If you lose too, you won't play a best-of-five game, right?" A mocking look appeared at the corner of Su Huai's mouth:

"I don't want to play with white-skinned pigs who don't have the IQ standard for too long, because the smell of your sweat will smoke and discolor the bricks of the sports center. ”

As soon as he said this, the people around him were silent, and only Liu Guoliang laughed wantonly:

"Hahaha, yes~ I wanted to say it a long time ago, the smell of these white people is too big, and the perfume and fox smell together, it's just Tai Chi ......"

Ke Zheng was happy, but found that his coach was glaring at him fiercely, Liu Guoliang realized that he was a little out of shape, and quickly lowered his head and shut up.

Brown Pu's whole face turned red at this moment, and he said coldly: "Mr. Su, pay attention, you are a personal attack, I can sue you." ”

"Wrong. Su Huai shook his head and corrected: "This is called racial discrimination, just like these stupid team members of yours dare to scold me for squinting, what? Do you want to fight a lawsuit with me, or come to ping pong? I can accompany you to the end." ”

Brown couldn't help but change his face when he heard this, he didn't expect this Chinese kid to be so difficult, and racial discrimination was a big trouble in New Europe.

"Let's get started. Bol smiled confidently at this time, threw the ball over in a chic manner, and after Su Huai received the ball with one hand, he turned his head and winked at Qiu Na: "Remember to shoot it down~"

What this means is that I will definitely score this ball, Qiu Na looked at Su Huai and nodded with an obsessive expression on her face.

The green tendons on Pol's forehead couldn't help but bulge slightly, and he secretly scolded this kid who didn't know the height of the sky.

Everyone waited with bated breath, and Su Huai threw the ball high.

Pol bent slightly, concentrating, he had already watched Su Huai's serve a few times just now, and he had already caught his rhythm.

No matter how strong the downspin ball is, with his technique, he is confident that he can pull the ball up.

But just when he was about to prepare to catch the ball, before the expected mental time, the ball flew over with a "pop"!

Upspin Rush!

Bol was caught off guard, but reacted extremely quickly, making a hasty block and barely catching the ball.

But what everyone didn't expect was that Su Huai had already come to the nearest stage in an unpredictable manner!

A forehand pump, although the angle is not tricky, but Bol has no chance to retreat to the far platform at this time, so close distance can not react at all, although Bol reacts quickly, but can only touch it with a racket, let the ball fly out of bounds.

Wow...... The players of New Europe all shouted softly.

And the Chinese athletes have long forgotten to cheer, and they are all dumbfounded.

Blunt's eyes were straight at the moment, this guy's serve actually had a change in rhythm, just now he obviously hit the ball a little higher, thus subtly changing the rhythm, making Bol's judgment problematic.

The next forehand attack was far faster than when he used the horizontal racket.

This guy ...... What is sacred?

Su Huai quickly sent out the second ball, although Bol didn't guess this arc, but Bol used his strong forehand to pull the ball back to the opposite side, and Su Huai followed up to smash Bol and even picked it up, just because the onlookers stood too close, he ran back after receiving the ball and was blocked by the crowd, so he didn't receive Su Huai's third beat.

The audience screamed for this alternative game, no one thought that Su Huai's straight serve would be so powerful, and they were also amazed by Bol's super strength.

The players of the Huaxia team can see that although Mr. Su's serve is powerful, the strength of his wrist is obviously not as good as that of professional players, and Bol's super forehand pull can break his arc ball.

If he continues to play, once Bol is familiar with this kind of straight shot arc ball, Su Huai may not even be able to get a point.

At this time, everyone in the audience had forgotten the cause of the game, but was attracted by this wonderful game, looking at the two intently, and everyone's attention was highly concentrated.

Su Huai threw the ball high again, and everyone heard the sound of "ping pong", Bol flashed forward, but was stunned for a moment, where is the ball?

In less than a fraction of a second, when the body of "Ping Pong" came again, the ball came, and Bol moved his center of gravity in advance, and it was too late to turn around, so he could only watch the table tennis ball pass by his side.

"What's going on?" Bol slammed his racket on the ground in annoyance, "Why was there a shot just now?"

Su Huai's face was expressionless, he didn't do anything, he turned his head to look, only to see Liu Guoliang smiling and holding a racket and flipping a ball and laughing:

"Sorry, my hand slipped. ”

The audience was silent for a few seconds, and then Bol opened his teeth and claws and prepared to rush over, "You despicable squint-eyed !!" as if he was going to tear Liu Guoliang apart.

But when he rushed halfway, he was stopped by a person, and Su Huai pressed his shoulder:

"If you go one step further, I suspect that you will hurt the players of our national team. ”

The Boer people were tall and big, they didn't pay attention to Su Huai's warning at all, and rushed forward with brute force, but suddenly they felt that their shoulders were sore, and a huge pressure came, and they unconsciously fell backwards!

When he reacted, the whole person was already in mid-air, and he exclaimed, only to feel that the back of his head was about to hit the ground before he was grabbed by a hand pulling at the collar.

"You should be glad that there is a camera here, otherwise you wouldn't be standing and going back today, if you say it again, I'll let you go to this life and never be able to hold a racket again, get out~" Su Huai grabbed Pol, whispered this sentence in his ear, and pushed him out.

The whole movement was too fast, just over a second, but most people didn't see it clearly.

Only Brown rushed up with an exclamation, "Pol, you're not hurt, are you?"

Pol's face was pale and frightened, and he said, "No...... It's okay. "If Su Huai hadn't pulled him in time just now, he would have hit his head on the ground, where would he dare to get angry.

"Let's go! This coaching training is over! It's over forever!" Brown was furious, but he also knew that he would not please this time, and waved his hand to let the team leave together.

Before leaving, he turned around and scolded angrily: "Just you scumbags, you Chinese table tennis will never be able to enter for the rest of your life."