Chapter 113: The Crescent Moon Rising in the Middle and Far Terrace

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At 10:12, Chen Jing won.

Chen Jing stood not far from the table, gasping slightly, his flushed face gradually recovered, and only his trembling right hand showed the tension in his heart at the moment.

"It's not easy!" Fan Ying breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had experienced a big battle.

Jill grinned hard, his smile was sincere, but it was not easy to laugh, he was not happy, Chen Jing's strength was ...... surpassed themselves.

The master of the throne of the second king may have to change his position today.

Jill sighed slightly, and then walked down the field, just now, Chen Jing had already called a timeout, and both of them needed to be repaired.

Rost watched Jill come with great reluctance, and although he still didn't like the old guy, it didn't stop him from appreciating the excitement of the game.

"It's rare!" After struggling for a long time, Rost said three words, which made people scratch their heads.

Is he talking about the game, or is he talking about himself?

Jill smiled, didn't care about this, after such a game, what else could provoke his rock-solid heart?

Jill sat quietly on the bench, his gaze instantly lost his mind, and he was out of sight.

His teammates wisely chose to remain silent, waiting quietly one by one, waiting for Jill's mind to return.

At this moment, Jill was thinking about a few people.

Bartoro buy!

Bohr!

Following the retirement of these two, is the day of his retirement coming?

Maybe it's too early to talk about retirement, he's so young, just in his early thirties, although his strength has declined, he still has the foundation to dominate the world's top three, this kind of strength, there is no possibility of retirement.

But Jill really felt the inexplicable sadness that surged from the bottom of his heart, and after being defeated by the Holy Son of the Taboobe, his sharpness seemed to have been consumed a lot.

This is an understandable thing, the era of one's own rule is overthrown by others, and a new era is opened, and it is always somewhat inevitable to accept who it is.

But he had just retired from the altar for only a year, and he was surpassed again...... Ay!

When did the metabolism of table tennis become so fast?

He is just in his early thirties, and he has been surpassed by a young general, (yes, for Jill, Chen Jing is indeed a young general!) What a sad and helpless thing to do?

"Bartholomai, Pol, it's okay for you two old fellows to retire, you're almost forty years old, but I'm ...... I'm just in my prime! Jill thought to himself.

"There is also a Gu Yang, who is also almost ......"

"Xu Chen...... Ay! ā€

"Fischer in Germany has also grown up......"

"Japan's Kuroda Kosimaru...... People of the Kuroda family? ā€

Jill thought in his heart, he suddenly had an inexplicable sadness, he was like an old man in the twilight, and he was reduced to the point of counting his fingers to who would be the next person who surpassed him?

"No, I'm still young!" Jill woke up suddenly, his eyes widened, and he subconsciously shook his hands, only to find that his palms were already covered with sweat.

Seeing Jill open his eyes, his teammates stepped forward to say hello, and Jill responded one by one with a smile.

When Jill walked to the table and left his back to his teammates, the smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and Jill kept a straight face, and his heart was scared for a while.

"I had a demon just now?"

Jill thought so and walked to the table.

"Are you ready?" Chen Jing's incomparably steady voice came.

Jill subconsciously murmured, "Well, get ready...... Ah, no, no! ā€

Jill was shocked into a cold sweat, what's the matter, he actually fell into a daze again, Chen Jing's words, how could he make himself so out of shape.

Chen Jing was stunned, what was wrong with Jile, the preface did not match the afterword, and he looked nervous.

Chen Jing didn't know that for Jill, what he said just now was like a talisman, and at that moment, Jill understood it as, are you ready to step down from the position of the second king?

That's why Jill broke out in a cold sweat and looked dazed.

After realizing that he was out of shape, Jill smiled apologetically, stood in front of the table, and signaled that Chen Jing could serve.

Chen Jing greeted him and asked how was Jill doing?

Jill nodded, smiling apologetically again.

Chen Jing threw the ball up, led his arms upward, and immediately pulled out a topspin ball, and the table tennis ball crossed the net and quickly landed on the middle and far platform of the Gil table.

Gil Tai got started, led the racket to catch the ball, picked it up high, and hit Chen Jing's bottom line.

Chen Jing took his arm again, and this time, his wrist added movement, making his return ball with external rotation and topspin.

The trajectory of the table tennis ball is like a crescent moon, rising in the middle and far platform position of Jill, but the table tennis ball has been rising and has no tendency to fall.

According to the current situation, table tennis may not have risen to the highest point, but it is about to fly out of the table.

Gu Yang muttered: "It's going out of bounds...... Wrong! ā€

At this moment, Gu Yang's eyes shrank suddenly, and his expression of surprise was as if he had seen something incredible.

"Wow wow!"

The audience was boiling, and the excited people stood up, and before their legs were completely straight, the applause rang out one after another.

Jill's outstretched right arm froze in mid-air, his eyes widened, and he looked at Chen Jing opposite.

"This one...... What is it called? Jill asked.

Chen Jing said lightly: "The crescent moon rising from COSCO Terrace fell at the bottom line!" ā€

Jill smiled bitterly, walked over to the ball that rolled down on the ground, picked it up, and then threw it to Chen Jing.

"Can you send it out again?" Jill asked.

Chen Jing thought for a while: "Well, you can!" ā€

Jill nodded: "Thanks, I want to see if I can get this ball back if I know where this ball is going in advance!" ā€

Table tennis!

The crisp hitting sound sounded, Chen Jing hit the ball again, Jill returned to defense, Chen Jing hit back again, and Jill intercepted in the stage.

At this moment, Chen Jing's voice sounded: "Ready, I'm going to serve!" ā€

"Hmm!" Jill's face was solemn, the crescent moon rising from COSCO would fall at the bottom line, and he wanted to beat the falling crescent moon back!

Shout!

Chen Jing's return ball drew a beautiful arc on the table, like a crescent moon rising, after crossing the net, it became higher and higher, and I saw that the table tennis ball was getting closer and closer to Jill's bottom line.

"This is the time!"

Jill's shout rang out, his body leaned forward, pressed against the edge of the table, his arms outstretched, and he slapped from top to bottom, looking at his appearance, intending to make a movement to catch the ball......

(To be continued.) )