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Among the many matches that started today, the match between Li Ning, a talented young player of the Republic, and Bartholomai, the first player in Italian football, is undoubtedly the most attractive one.

In the hearts of the Republic and fans around the world, Li Ning's reputation is not as high as Gu Yang's, but in the football world, Li Ning's popularity is not up and down with Gu Yang.

The reason is very simple, Li Ning's table tennis career is only one year, but the height that Li Ning has reached is unimaginable.

How can such a potential seedling not be understood by the football circles of all countries in the world?

Of course, most fans are not optimistic about Li Ning, although Li Ning's talent is enough, but his playing time is too short, and the odds of winning against the world's top ten super powerhouses are really pitiful.

Before going on the field, Li Ning looked at Gu Yang with a solemn face, and smiled lightly: "Come on!" ”

Gu Yang responded with a smile: "Come on, you also come on, you will face the king in the one-eighth final, and your luck is also against the sky." ”

"Great God?" Li Ning was stunned.

"Uh, it's nothing, it's wrong, it's Lao Ba, Ba God!" Gu Yang came back to his senses and hurriedly explained.

You can't blame Gu Yang for being distracted, he has been thinking about his game, his opponent today is ...... Hiroaki Tsuchiya!

Hiroaki Tsuchiya is the Japanese miscellaneous who ruined his friend Yang Hui's career for his own future.

After learning about Yang Hui's grudge with Tsuchiya Hiroaki, Gu Yang swore in front of Yang Hui that he would let Tsuchiya Hiroaki apologize to him in front of the world.

"Kill him!" Gu Yang clenched his fists and muttered to himself.

"Well, kill him!" Li Ning knew what Gu Yang was thinking, and held his hand on Gu Yang's fist.

"Come on!"

The boys of the two republics shouted in unison that they would fight hard for their dreams.

"Well, come on!" Lao Wang interjected coldly, "But just interrupt, I doubt it...... You two are adulterous, uh no, it's ......."

"Fuck off!" Gu Yang and Li Ning roared in unison, startling Wang Junwen.

The game began in the spotlight, and there were spectators in the audience who were entangled.

"Hey, today's games all look so exciting, I don't even know which game I should watch?"

"Oh, don't argue, the match between the Young Emperor and Hiroaki Tsuchiya has begun, I'm a die-hard fan of the Young Emperor!"

"Eh, the match between Li Ning and Ba Shen has also begun, I'll go, Ba Shen's serve is so fast!"

"And ...... Lao Wang also made a move, Lao Wang's cool and cold face, and he was quite handsome after looking at it for a long time...... "A girl began to become a nymphomaniac.

Let's turn our gaze back to the arena......

After Gu Yang shook hands with Hiroaki Tsuchiya, he directly entered the official competition.

"Do you dare to make a bet?" Gu Yang asked coldly.

"What?" Hiroaki Tsuchiya smiled.

"I won, you apologize to Brother Yang Hui, in front of the whole world." The corners of Gu Yang's mouth curled.

"Funny, why should I apologize to that shrunken turtle?" Hiroaki Tsuchiya laughed playfully.

"The scum is really the scum." Gu Yang sneered, "Since that's the case, then I'll destroy you and avenge Brother Yang Hui." ”

"Are you qualified enough to destroy me?" Hiroaki Tsuchiya laughed and slapped the ball.

"The speed of this ball is too slow!" Gu Yang sneered, his arm went up to the net, his wrist turned slightly, and a beautiful sidespin ball swept across Tsuchiya Hiroaki's table.

"Your speed? Your skills? How did such a big change happen? Tsuchiya Hongming was slightly startled, the Gu Yang in front of him was like the guy who was abused by himself a few months ago.

Table tennis!

Gu Yang broke Tsuchiya Hongming's starter and gave Tsuchiya Hongming a head start.

"Interesting, it seems that you have made rapid progress in the past few months. In the words of the people of your Republic, is it to tell the priests to be impressed for three days? Hiroaki Tsuchiya said with a smile.

Gu Yang didn't speak, just looked at Tsuchiya Hongming coldly, and the mockery in his eyes was undisguised.

Ping, Hiroaki Tsuchiya served again, and the high-speed and powerful topspin drew a strange arc.

"Play a game." Gu Yang said coldly, and slapped the board.

"Games?" Hiroaki Tsuchiya sneered and hit the ball back.

"The first game was 11:1!" Gu Yang opened his mouth, burst into an arc and shot back, and Hiroaki Tsuchiya caught up with the ball and swung short.

Before Gu Yang came to the stage, he forcibly smashed it, and the return ball grazed the net line and shot towards Tsuchiya Hiroaki's table, the force of the return ball was extremely great, and the moment he wiped the net line, the net line was shaken by the impact.

2:0, Gu Yang scored another goal.

Hiroaki Tsuchiya looked at the ping pong ball rolling down in the distance, frowned and said, "Your strength ...... Already at the level of the hell list? ”

Gu Yang threw the ball high: "Don't you know that the person who defeated Kunimitsu Inoshita is me?" ”

Table tennis!

The crisp sound of hitting the ball sounded with Gu Yang's swing of the racket, like a bolt of lightning, and the serve bounced off Gu Yang's table with an unimaginable ultra-high speed, and then entered the cobra-like tricky rush towards Tsuchiya Hiroaki's table.

Score.

Gu Yang's serve scored directly, which made Hiroaki Tsuchiya stunned, and he didn't even have time to react to the ball just now.

"Hehe, all three balls exert their full strength, and the consumption of physical strength is really a bit big." Gu Yang muttered to himself and smiled bitterly.

Hiroaki Tsuchiya's brows furrowed, these are only the first three balls, Gu Yang is playing with his life like this, what does he want to do?

"As I said, the first game will be 11:1 and that's where the game begins." Gu Yang grinned and threw a ball again.

"Dreaming!" Hiroaki Tsuchiya was really angry, what are you kidding, everyone has the strength of the hell list, you want to give me an 11:1, it's impossible.

Table tennis!

Gu Yang looked at the incoming ball, directly used the Aoyi serve, and the return ball bounced off the near net of the Tsuchiya Hongming table, and then there was a tendency to spin in less than a second.

"What's the mystery? Getting harder? Hiroaki Tsuchiya was stunned for a moment, the landing point of this return ball was too tricky, and the speed of the spin was faster, so he had no power to pursue.

4:0！

"Black hole serve?" Hiroaki Tsuchiya frowned, and then smiled slightly, "I will too!" ”

Hearing Tsuchiya Hiroaki's words, Gu Yang's heart moved, and he returned to Prison No. 2 a few months ago.

Early that morning, Gu Yang, who had just woken up, saw Hiroaki Tsuchiya, who was practicing catching the ball, and the two started a game.

Who knows, Hiroaki Tsuchiya's Aoyi serve shocked Gu Yang completely.

The reason is very simple, Gu Yang saw it...... Hiroaki Tsuchiya unleashed his own black hole mystery.

"I was deceived by you at the beginning, but now that I think about it, that ball is not my Gu Yang black hole at all." Gu Yang said with a smile.

Table tennis!

Hiroaki Tsuchiya had already hit the ball, and the incoming ball bounced to the left side of Gu Yang's table in the middle position, and then began a slight maneuver trend.

"Not at all!" Gu Yang suddenly stepped forward and came to the left side of the table, and the Yang paddle caught up with the incoming ball and smashed it directly.

"This serve of yours, it won't spin back at all, its trajectory is actually sideways to both sides!" Gu Yang looked at the table tennis ball that rolled to the ground and smiled lightly.

5:0, Gu Yang scored another point.

"Yaga! Just kidding, how could I possibly only get one point in this game? Hiroaki Tsuchiya began to get angry.

The table tennis ball kept flying around above the table of the two, Gu Yang and Tsuchiya Hongming, you pushed me to block, ran left and right, and the game was not lively.

At their level, those fancy moves are no longer of much value, and the returns between them are of extremely high quality, which can be described as fatal. In one or two rounds, you can distinguish between the superior and the low.

11:1, the end of the first game, Gu Yang gasped, it seemed that this game was a great drain on his physical strength, but when he saw the referee flip the scoreboard to 11:1, Gu Yang still smiled.

I saw his lips squirming slightly: "Don't worry, the game has just begun......"