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Rost glanced at Xu Chen disdainfully, and sneered: "What a bullshit genius, in front of me, you still dare to play straight shooting, I will tell you plainly today, direct shooting is my Rost's world!" ”

Xu Chen frowned, but he didn't say anything, picked up the ball, and threw it to Rost.

The corners of Rost's mouth raised a touch of arc, faint, and the meaning of mockery was obvious.

Table tennis!

Another straight shot, Rost's serve can be called flawless, and the handling of the technique makes it impossible to find a trace of fault, which is also his arrogant capital.

This time, the table tennis ball fell in the bottom line area near Xu Chen's forehand, Xu Chen didn't hesitate too much, got started quickly, shot straight and pulled back, and pulled the ball back cleanly.

Bang!

The sound of Xu Chen's racket when it came into contact with the table tennis ball was particularly dull, and the tone was also short and rapid, different from the crisp sound of the usual swing of the racket.

"The voice?" A hint of doubt flashed through Rost's mind, but he didn't pay much attention to it after all.

"It's too slow, outdated old fellow!" Rost's rampant laughter rang out.

When the table tennis ball just passed the net, he came to the position of the table tennis ball, and a racket lid was pressed up.

Table tennis!

Smash!

Rost scored the second point, two serves, and Xu Chen failed to score a point.

2:0!

Rost's two points were won so quickly that the spectators of the game did not come to their senses.

"What's wrong with Brother Xu Chen?" Gu Yang muttered, unable to see the clue, "Is he deliberately releasing water?" ”

However, as soon as he said this, Gu Yang denied what he had just said, and Roster's perfect two serves completely conquered him, even if he played, I am afraid it would be difficult to have a better way to fight back.

"It's always weird." Gu Yang muttered quietly, and subconsciously glanced at Zhang Guohua next to him.

Zhang Guohua's calm face did not seem to be affected by Xu Chen's continuous loss of points at the beginning.

"Rost!" Off the field, Jill gritted his teeth, he didn't expect that Rost's two balls would actually press Xu Chen to death, beyond his imagination.

"It's your turn to serve!" Rost shouted impatiently.

Xu Chen pinched the ball in his hand, meaning that he looked at Rost opposite inexplicably, and whispered softly: "You do have arrogant capital!" ”

"Nonsense, is Uncle Ben arrogant or not, use your evaluation? Do you deserve it? Rost said something extremely awkward, and I have to say that his character was really bad.

Xu Chen didn't speak, threw the ball, and shot out!

In the competition of direct shooting, looking at the world table tennis today, except for Chen Jing, there is really no player who can compete with Xu Chen in the field of direct shooting.

But today it seems to be a little different, in addition to Chen Jing, there is another Rost.

As soon as Xu Chen pulled out a long arc, Rost quickly swung short, hitting the gap when Xu Chen couldn't return to his position, making Xu Chen fall into passivity.

Fortunately, Xu Chen's reflexes are also among the best, and soon a cross step out, Xu Chen intercepted the return ball successfully, volleyed the ball, and hit Rost's near the net.

Rost quickly netted the net, slipped the ball and hit it, and the right spin made the landing point of the table tennis ball erratic.

Table tennis!

Xu Chen hit the ball, and the table tennis ball rushed to the side uncontrollably, and then landed, and on the smooth floor, there was a ping-pong sound, which was very harsh.

3:0, the referee announced the score expressionlessly, but there was a trace of imperceptible fluctuations in his voice, obviously even the referee was a little surprised, Xu Chen lost so completely.

Table tennis!

Rost sent a short ball, and after the table tennis ball quickly fell to the table of Xu Chen's table, it bounced up from the second drop point and flew up in a very low arc, with no intention of coming out.

The advantage of the short ball is here, due to the small hitting action, coupled with the speed of Rosst's shot, after the return ball falls to Xu Chen's table, the second jump of the table tennis ball cannot be staged, making it difficult for Xu Chen to grab, rush or attack.

Xu Chen's return ball is a bit far-fetched, the strength is average, the speed is mediocre, and there is not even a trace of unpredictable, weird and difficult to distinguish on this ball.

Is this still Xu Chen's style of play?

4:0!

Xu Chen lost two goals in a row, Rost's laughter became louder and louder, and the referee had to warn him, and Rost restrained a little.

"Old fellow, they all said that you were already angry, now believe it!" Rost scoffed.

Xu Chen looked up at Rost, expressionless and speechless.

Rost glanced at Xu Chen with disdain, he was so sarcastic, this old guy didn't refute it all of a sudden, and the fun of scolding suddenly became a lot less.

"It's boring, let's do it quickly!" Rost grunts, leads, hits!

Table tennis!

Rost sent the ball out, Xu Chen returned to defense, Rost quickly rubbed back, Xu Chen returned to his position, a short ball, Rost went up to the table, intercepted, and picked up the ball.

Xu Chen stepped back quickly, the table tennis ball was still on the rise, after crossing the net, the table tennis ball rose to the highest height, and then fell rapidly, looking at the trend of its fall, the landing point was roughly in the bottom line area.

Bang!

It was a dull sound that was different from the usual crisp hitting sound, and the tone of Xu Chen's swinging of the racket was still the same as just now, short and urgent, like the sound of banging, which was particularly harsh.

The table tennis ball flew away at great speed, Rost smashed back in the table, Xu Chen repeated the swing action just now, and then a dull hitting sound sounded.

On the field, the score of the two is changing rapidly.

Starting from 4:0, Rost marched all the way, crushing Xu Chen throughout the whole process, and widening the score to 9:0 today!

Two goals left!

Rost didn't expect that he would go so smoothly, and he was also a little suspicious, Xu Chen was known as a ghost and was famous for his erratic style of play, but until the game, he had not seen Xu Chen's weird ball.

Abnormal!

Although Rost is arrogant, he is not stupid, he sneered on his lips, but he did not underestimate Xu Chen, a former football boss, in his heart, he has been waiting for Xu Chen's treacherous ball to appear.

"Even if you are hiding your strength now, in the field of direct shooting, I am not afraid of anyone, after today, I Boss wants everyone to understand that I am the well-deserved king of the field of direct shooting!"

Rost swung his racket and struck the ball with a crisp sound, and this time, he finally waited for the long-awaited trick return.

Xu Chen started with a board, and the trajectory of the return ball was extremely strange and erratic, which was Xu Chen's most classic style of play.

"Do you want to fight back now? I'm not afraid of you! Rost got his hands on and beat the ball back.

Bang!

Xu Chen's return sounded again, it was still so dull, the ball was weird, and Rost shot back.

This time, Gu Yang, who was outside the court, finally saw Xu Chen's swinging of the racket clearly, and was surprised in his heart: "So that's the case, Brother Xu Chen has been fighting back with the mezzanine of the racket, no wonder the sound of the ball sounds so wrong this time!" ”

We usually hit the ball with an oval sphere, but just now Xu Chen kept using the sandwich layer formed by the sponge and the wooden board on the side of the table tennis racket, which is only 6-7mm thick, to hit the ball.

Therefore, Xu Chen's return voice would be so rapid and short, and all the truth would be revealed.

Knowing everything, Gu Yang couldn't help but laugh. Brother Xu Chen is really able to bear it, seeing that he is planning to give Rost a big one.

It's no wonder that it's time to be beaten into a pig's head face with this broken mouth at Rost!

(To be continued.) )