In the stands, there was a faint smile on the corner of the mouth of the holy son of the temple, he did not choose to sit in the field, but sat in the audience with his sister. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jibe Kasumi asked curiously: "Brother, if the ball that the master hit back just now was yours, would you be able to receive it?" ”

The Holy Son of the Jibu shook his head gently: "The master was able to win the ball just now, it was a surprise to beat Gu Yang, to be honest, if I was in Gu Yang's state at the time, it is estimated that the probability of hitting that ball back is not great." ”

"Oh!" Kasumi Jibe responded obediently and continued to look at the game.

The Holy Son of the Jealousy Department looked at Gu Yang on the field, with a complicated look in his eyes, the shadow brought to him by a defeat in the World Championships has been eliminated because of the "mutual injury" with Gu Yang yesterday, and now he can be regarded as returning to the best state of the Holy Monarch again.

It's just that......

It's July, and after the man-machine battle, it's time for them to return to their teams and represent their respective national teams in several international competitions before preparing for the World Table Tennis Championships in December.

For the World Table Tennis Championships, the Holy Son of the Ministry of Death is extremely looking forward to it at the moment, it will be his revenge battle!

On the field, Gu Yang didn't know that he had been locked by the eyes of the Holy Son of the Jealous Department, and now he was scorching in battle, ready to try his best to beat the master until it smoked.

"Hey!"

With a soft drink, Gu Yang threw the table tennis ball in the palm of his hand, and then took advantage of the momentum to shoot and hit a beautiful serve, and the serve quickly passed through the net line, drawing a perfect arc.

The master's electronic eye directly locked the trajectory of Gu Yang's serve, and when the table tennis ball bounced off his table, the master began to move the position, and the mechanical claw rotated synchronously.

With a bang, the master controls the racket to rub against the incoming ball, the force of this racket is not large, and you can judge it by listening to the sound of friction.

Seeing that the master intended to play a short ball, Gu Yang stepped forward in a single step, with his left foot in front and his right foot behind, and bowed forward at the same time, and the center of gravity of his body was changed from the support of his right foot to his left foot.

Gu Yang had just finished the return posture, the master's short ball had been hit back, as Gu Yang predicted, the return ball landed at about 15 cm close to the net line, Gu Yang straightened his arm into the table, and then there was a certain bend in the moment, and his elbow was offset outward.

"Run, my master!"

Gu Yang shouted, picked a high ball in the table, controlled the landing point of the return ball near the bottom line of the master table, and forced the master to move backwards.

When the master moves to a distance of nearly one meter from the edge of the table, he lowers the racket and hits the ball back with a low arc before the return ball bounces too high.

Table tennis!

Master's return ball was successfully lowered and hit back, but Gu Yang deliberately asked Master to continue to retreat, and it was the lead shot in the table again, and then picked a high ball.

This time, Gu Yang did a better job, a perfect return of the ball, Gu Yang deliberately controlled the accuracy of his wrist twist, so that the landing position of the return ball was at the edge of the table, and it was a little bit worse, it was a side ball.

Because this board Gu Yang increased the force in his hand, so that the master's purpose of wanting to lower the ball back twice was not achieved, the central processing unit made a quick judgment and made an order, and the master moved backwards again, and at this moment it came to a position nearly two meters away from the table.

Stretched out the mechanical arm to hit Gu Yang's second cricket ball back, Gu Yang did not return the ball in the table this time, but a backwards, and only after the height of the return ball fell lower than the height of the table, did he hit the ball back with the action of a monkey fishing for the moon.

The third time, Gu Yang hit another extremely powerful high ball, and the landing point was still near the bottom line of the master, and Gu Yang did not plan to let the master come back.

After a few consecutive high balls, the master's movement range was limited by Gu Yang to a radiation range of two meters from the table, and he was not allowed to get out.

The designer saw that the master was once again inferior, and muttered: "The technical level is still not good, although the player's playing technology input in the central processing unit is vast, but in the face of world-class golfers, the flexibility and processing power of the master are a little insufficient." ”

Just when the designer was talking to himself and analyzing the master's own shortcomings, Gu Yang had already changed his playing style, constantly changing the line, and running the master all over the field.

Gu Lunlun!

The sound of the Master's wheels rubbing against the ground is getting louder and louder, giving a hint of how exaggerated it is moving now.

Boom!

After Gu Yang's return ball bounced off the table, the master made a mistake with the racket, and the return ball flew into the air, hitting the joint of its mechanical arm, making a slight collision sound.

No one cared about this, after all, the force of the small ping-pong ball impact was not enough to cause even the slightest damage to the master's robotic arm.

The score is currently 5:2, and Gu Yang is as much as 3 points ahead of the master.

And then...... Another crash sounded, this time, Master's head was hit by a bouncing pong ball, and Master's movement visibly stalled, and after a moment, it returned to normal.

That moment of stagnation, because time was so short, that even the designer of the master did not realize it, and the poor master seemed to have another precursor to failure.

Ping Pong!

Gu Yang maintained a uniform force to attack the master, and the table tennis ball continued to draw an arc on the table of the two, flashing glimpses, like a butterfly flying over, which was very good-looking.

Another swing in the air, the master at that moment again the stagnation of the mechanical arm, but the stagnation time is still extremely short, with the human eye, it is impossible to detect at all.

When the score between Gu Yang and Master came to 8:5, Master was moved to a position three meters away from the table by Gu Yang's high ball, and in order to be able to hit the ball back, the strength of Master's mechanical arm had to be increased.

Rumble! (Click)!

A violent racket crash sounded, and the ball was knocked back, and the master moved forward at the same time.

Next to the designer, a staff member blinked his eyes and looked at the designer of the master, and when he saw that he didn't react, he swallowed back the words in his mouth, and at the same time pulled out his ear holes, did he hallucinate just now?

"Little guy, this speed is okay, you can keep up with the master's sixty percent strength, then the master is going to use seventy percent of the strength, let the master see where your limit is?"

Gu Yang's face was filled with a youthful smile, and the power of the racket in his hand was increased by another 10%, and the speed of the table tennis ball played back was obviously much faster, and the central processing unit of the master quickly made adjustment instructions after the first board was not adaptable, updated the data, and kept up with Gu Yang's speed again.

"Yo he! Yes, can this keep up? Gu Yang really admires this iron bump, a robot can do this step, it is really worthy of praise.

However, just as Gu Yang drew his arm back to play a cricket, the designer's wild shouts sounded on the sidelines.

"Gurgling Ruma Hita ......"

Gu Yang frowned, he couldn't understand the designer's words, but he subconsciously turned his head to look, but saw the designer running towards the field with a hideous face.

"Uh, what's going on?"

Gu Yang muttered in his heart, and when he turned his head at the same time, he saw the master robotic arm on the opposite side of the table flashing up and down card by card, and at the position of its head, a puff of black smoke visible to the naked eye rose up......

"Nima, was I really beaten and smoking?"