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Seeing this, Gu Yang didn't say anything more, said hello to Du Zhi, and Gu Yang left.

For the next half a month, Gu Yang was training desperately. In addition to training, Gu Yang would also go to Du Zhi's coaching room and ask when he could challenge the third barrier.

Du Zhi never let go, and Gu Yang had no choice but to train in a muffled voice, and from time to time he had a discussion with Li Ning.

Now Gu Yang and Li Ning's skills are improving rapidly, no one knows, where has the strength of the two of them grown now?

And just like that, the time came on April 20......

This day is the 26th day that Gu Yang and Li Ning came to Prison No. 2.

"Gu Yang, Li Ning, you come here, Coach Du has something to look for you!" The staff came to the training place and shouted from afar.

When Gu Yang and Li Ning heard this, they didn't think much about it, picked up the racket and hurried to Du Shi's coaching room.

"What? Yang Hui wants to see us? Gu Yang opened his mouth wide, with a look of surprise.

"What, not happy?" Du Zhi frowned, and his eyes seemed to be able to kill.

"No, no!" Gu Yang hurriedly explained, "I'm so excited, I've been waiting for a long time to fight with Yang Hui." ”

Du Zhi said: "Because Tsuchiya Hiroaki has already returned to China, the second barrier will disappear automatically, if you can defeat the third barrier, you will return." ”

Hearing this, Li Ning gently closed his eyes and asked with a smile: "Coach Du, do you have something to say?" ”

Du Shi waved his hand: "Go quickly!" The courtyard of Yanghui, from here to the west, you can see. ”

When Gu Yang and Li Ning were about to turn around, Du Zhi added: "Take your luggage, leave this time, you don't have to come back." ”

"Hmm!" Gu Yang paused, and Li Ning also nodded slightly.

Gu Yang and Li Ning said goodbye to Du Zhi, took their respective rackets, and went to the small courtyard where Yang Hui was.

The courtyard is simple, with only a few stone benches and a ball table in the center of the courtyard.

"You're here." Yang Hui sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, not communicating with people all year round, and he struggled to squeeze out a smile.

Gu Yang looked at the shocking scar on Yang Hui's face, and frowned: "Senior Brother Yang Hui, you ......"

Yang Hui is Wu Lao's first disciple, and Gu Yang is now also Wu Lao's nominal disciple, so he can naturally be called a senior brother.

Yang Hui sighed: "Is Tsuchiya gone?" ”

Gu Yang replied, "I left three days ago." ”

"Gone, finally gone......" Yang Hui muttered, as if stunned.

After a long time, Yang Hui spoke: "Li Ning, you come into my room, you can read all the books inside." ”

"Hmm." Li Ning nodded, without the slightest stagnation, and entered the house.

Yang Hui looked at Gu Yang again: "Come on, play ball with me." ”

"Oh." Gu Yang snorted and took out his racket.

"Sideways?" Yang Hui smiled, "I'm sorry, I don't have a TV here, and I also heard your story from Coach Du. ”

Gu Yang said: "Come on, Senior Brother Yang Hui, I'll see if I have the qualifications to challenge you, please do your best!" ”

Yang Hui nodded, threw the ball up, and slapped it casually.

Table tennis!

Terrible speed, incredibly fast.

If Yamamoto Hideta's high-speed serve is infinitely close to the level of the national team player, then Yang Hui's serving speed at this time is the level of a real national team player.

Gu Yang moved in position, came to the stage, twisted his wrist, and led the racket, just a little, his racket missed the incoming ball.

"Caught up!" Gu Yang secretly shouted in his heart, and then hit back hard.

With this hard swing, Gu Yang Fang knew how terrible Yang Hui was.

The ultra-high speed just now, Gu Yang was difficult to deal with, but after the ball came into contact with the racket, Gu Yang realized that the doorway in Yang Hui's ball was far from being as simple as it seemed.

The strange spinning force, the rare power, and the original ultra-high speed, these three factors are superimposed, and Yang Hui's ball can be called a perfect serve.

If the ball has the above points, it can cause great difficulties to the opponent, but Yang Hui's ball has all three.

Gu Yang finally understood why Yang Hui was able to play such unbelievable innings as 11:4, 11:3, 11:2, and 11:1.

As long as you have the strength, nothing can't be done.

If there is, it can only mean that your strength is not enough.

Table tennis!

Gu Yang tried his best and finally hit the ball back, but Yang Hui had already taken the shot and smashed it directly in front of the net.

"Give me back." Gu Yang decisively used the Aoyi serve.

"Oh, Upanishads, it's been a long time since I've seen them." Yang Hui rarely showed a smile, and then his steps moved.

Shout!

A shadow seemed to flash in front of Gu Yang's eyes, Yang Hui had already come to the left side of the table near the net line, and then Yang Hui was a board.

"Call back?" Gu Yang was stunned, knowing that his Aoyi ball had been greatly improved by Xu Chen's guidance.

In addition, he has been in training for more than half a month, and now Gu Yang's strength is more than a little stronger than that of the US Open.

However, it was with such strength that Gu Yang played an improved version of the Aoyi serve, but he was still caught up by Yang Hui and successfully beat back.

"Is this what a world-class player looks like?" That is, after a stunned effort, Gu Yang regained his composure, and Yang beat Yang Hui's return ball back.

"Senior brother, if you want to step on the peak, your strength is not enough!" Yang Hui said without emotion.

Gu Yang moved with small steps, caught up with the incoming ball, and then led the slap back.

In just a few rounds, Gu Yang had already spent a lot of physical strength and energy, and he was out of breath.

"Senior brother, I won't admit defeat, please use all your strength." Gu Yang stubbornly spoke.

Yang Hui narrowed his eyes slightly: "Sixty percent strength!" ”

Table tennis!

Gu Yang played with the pursuit of his life, and even almost fell to the ground, and finally saved the ball, and then was killed by Yang Hui the next moment.

"Come on!" Gu Yang stood up and grinned.

"Hmm!" Yang Hui snorted lightly, "Sixty percent strength!" ”

This ball is still a perfect serve, but the speed and power are much stronger than the first serve just now.

Table tennis!

Gu Yang hit the ball back, and then was smashed by Yang Hui.

"Come on!" Gu Yang coughed, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"Sixty percent power!" Yang Hui opened his mouth lightly!

Table tennis!

"Come again!"

"Sixty percent power!"

Table tennis!

"Come again!"

The battle between Yang Hui and Gu Yang lasted from morning to afternoon, until the sky gradually darkened.

"Good!" A shout from Gu Yang came from the courtyard.

"This time, I'm going to use seventy percent of my strength!" Yang Hui looked at the table tennis ball that fell at his feet and said lightly.