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As early as the beginning of 2010, the holy son of the Taboo Department had already made his debut in the world of football, at that time, he was gentle and elegant, and there was always a faint warm smile on the corner of his mouth, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

The word "holy character" is not only taken from the name of the holy son of the taboo department, but also describes his personality. And the word Jun, the same name as the saint, on the one hand, is the habit of the Japanese people, and on the other hand, it also expresses the fans' love for the holy son of the Jibu.

It can be said that all along, the impression of the Seiko of the Taboobe to fans and opponents is that of a gentle and elegant gentleman.

When the second game began, the curvature of the corners of the Holy Son's mouth looked so dangerous in Gu Yang's eyes.

The serve of the Holy Son of the Jealous Department was very ordinary, and when Gu Yang swung his racket to hit the incoming ball, he didn't feel anything abnormal.

However, after Gu Yang played the table tennis ball back, he understood the current playing style of the Holy Son of the Jibu Department, paying attention to absolute speed!

Just when Gu Yang hit the ball back and the table tennis ball reached the second landing point, the second board of the Holy Son of the Jibu had already arrived.

"That's a lot of speed." Gu Yang sighed, and after being slightly flustered, he quickly adjusted his rhythm, kept up with the speed of the return of the Holy Son of the Jibu, and hit the ball back with a board.

"Not fast enough!" The smile on the corner of the Holy Son's mouth gradually turned cold, and the swing speed of the racket in his hand became faster, and the speed of the flying ping-pong ball was more than doubled.

At this moment, the moment he played against the holy son of the Jibu, Gu Yang remembered a Japanese player, well, it was that person, Yamamoto Hideta.

Like Seiko Kibe, he is also a Japanese player, and as the leader of the second team in Japanese football, Hideta Yamamoto's specialty is speed balls.

However, at the Japan Open, Hideta Yamamoto, who is known for his speed, finally lost to Gu Yang.

And it was also that game that made Gu Yang and became Gu Yang's battle of fame in international competitions, and in the world football world, he has the name of Gu Yang, and after this game, Gu Yang has soared.

And now, the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department suddenly played a speed contest, Gu Yang couldn't help but feel funny, and with his mind slightly loosening, the smash of the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department had broken through his defense.

1:0, the holy son of the taboo scored in the first place.

Looking at the table tennis ball rushing into the sky, Gu Yangchang exhaled and said with a smile in his heart: "Playing with you, I don't dare to be distracted at all, am I asking for hardship?" ”

The Holy Son of Jibu didn't care about Gu Yang's thoughts, he threw the table tennis ball in his hand again, and then it was an extremely beautiful arm-raising action, and he shot it with a board.

Shout!

The serve of the Holy Son of the Jibu looked at Gu Yang's backhand position, and the angle was quite tricky, Rao still suffered some small losses with Gu Yang's reflexes, and adjusted his wrist movements in a hurry, and twisted his waist at the same time, trying to make the strength and speed of the return ball meet expectations.

Table tennis!

Gu Yang had just looked up at the side of the Holy Son of the Jibu, and the crisp collision sound of the ping-pong ball and the racket had already sounded, this was the terrifying reaction power of the Holy Son of the Jibu.

For the first time, Gu Yang felt that his proud reflexes would be inferior to others.

Although this "other" is the No. 1 taboo son in world football today.

"Why, aren't you going to play the same way you played against Jill?" The Holy Son of the Jealousy Department asked with a smile, "With your current strength, if you want to confront me head-on, I'm afraid it's a bit of a fool's dream." ”

Listening to the faint sneer of the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department, Gu Yang replied: "Foolish dreaming? How do you know if you don't try? ”

As he spoke, Gu Yang said casually: "Your Chinese is quite slippery, you can even say the idiom of an idiot dreaming." ”

However, just hearing Gu Yang's casual words, the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department suddenly raised his eyebrows, and after hiding his joy well, he said lightly: "Well, these are all taught by my Republic coach, and I am grateful for mentioning him." ”

"Gratitude?" Gu Yang's brows were already slightly furrowed, and he noticed something special in the words of the Holy Son of the Ji Division.

After the Holy Son of Jibu knocked Gu Yang's incoming ball back, he said with a smile: "Yes, grateful, think about it, if it weren't for him, how could my Great Sun Empire have such a glorious status in the football world today." ”

"Scum!"

Hearing the words that the Holy Son of the Jibu had just said, Gu Yang muttered in a low voice, his brows completely locked.

The exodus of the coach of the Republic more than 20 years ago directly led to the great decline of the Republic in the football world.

Since Gu Yang knew the mystery of the decline of the republic, he has always been obsessed with those things and those people back then, and now he was deliberately mentioned by the Holy Son of the Ministry of Jealousy.

Obviously, Gu Yang was still affected by the words of the Holy Son of the Jibu Ministry, and Gu Yang, who was slightly enraged by the Holy Son of the Jibu Ministry, changed his original style of play and began a more radical way of playing.

Burst arc ......

COSCO Taiwan to pull ......

Anti-pull ......

Strong line change......

Backhand Riot ......

Gu Yang really achieved the violent style of how to come violently, how to relieve anger and how to fight, he no longer cares about the attribution of the score, but blindly emphasizes the aesthetics of violence.

Feeling that Gu Yang is becoming more and more violent, more and more ferocious play, the smile on the corner of the mouth of the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department is getting stronger and stronger, and the violent style of play does give people a great sense of oppression, but at the same time, the violent style of play has one of the biggest drawbacks.

Extremely instability of the ball path!

The duel between Gu Yang and the Holy Son of Jibu is incredible, and only world-class players like them can play it.

The backhand twist can twist out such a quick and fast low flat ball, and the forehand skimming and backhand pull are like bullets whistling and whistling away.

Each return is an extremely rare magic ball, but in the second game, there are a lot of them.

"Xiao Yang's rhythm has been completely messed up, Chen Jing, after this ball is over, you are going to call a timeout for him!" Wu Lao sighed softly, he already had a clear understanding of the situation on the field.

Don't look at Gu Yang hitting one magic ball after another, but he can already see that Gu Yang has just been barely supporting, and Gu Yang's ornamentation and artistry of receiving the serve have become fragmented under the pressure of violent play.

Today's Gu Yang is just struggling to support, and the magic balls really can't just be called balloons, but now Gu Yang's situation is too difficult, his feet are like a quagmire, and it is difficult to move an inch.

Table tennis!

The ongoing round ended in Gu Yang's defeat, and the score between the two sides also came to 9:4, and the score in the second game seemed to be extremely unfavorable to Gu Yang.

Chen Jing got up and called a timeout for Gu Yang.

Gu Yang on the field glanced at the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department unwillingly, and finally slowly walked off the stage under the attention of Wu Lao, and then sat on the bench by himself, silent.

"Yangzi, let's replenish my strength first." Li Ning handed over a bottle of powder.

Gu Yang didn't raise his head, but just waved his hand impatiently, and it could be seen that he was very annoyed now.

Wu Lao looked at it and said with a smile: "Xiao Yang, there is a butcher knife on the top of your head now!" ”

"Butcher's knife?" Gu Yang raised his head and looked at Wu Lao in puzzlement.

Wu Lao nodded: "This butcher knife may fall down at any time and cut you in two, why do you want it to hang above your head?" ”

"Teacher?" There was some confusion in Gu Yang's eyes, "Where is the butcher knife you said?" ”

Wu Lao gently patted Gu Yang's shoulder: "The butcher's knife of the Holy Son of the Ji Department is hanging above your head now, can't you still see it clearly?" ”

(To be continued.) )