Chapter 121: Fighting the Taboo Department

At the moment when the Holy Son of the Jibu shook his racket and hit the ball, Gu Yang's eyes shrank suddenly, because an incredible scene appeared in his eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The speed of the return of the Holy Son of the Taboo is not too fast, about two or three beats slower than the speed of the burst arc ball, which is not a miracle.

The real magic of the return of the bogey is that before his return ball crosses the net, that is, on the table of the holy son of the taboo, the arc height is extremely high, a height of two or three meters, and the moment he crosses the net, the arc height of the table tennis ball drops sharply.

How fast is this suddenness, to be precise, in less than two seconds, the table tennis ball fell from the highest point at an incredible speed and landed on the center line of Gu Yang's table.

It stands to reason that with Gu Yang's reflexes, even if the ball of the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department changes strangely, he can also beat it back with his superhuman reflexes.

However, in the scene just now, Gu Yang swung the racket, but it was in the opposite direction to the incoming ball, so that his shot directly failed.

"Was Gu Yang dazzled just now?" Fan Ying muttered, forcibly finding a way to convince herself, otherwise, with Gu Yang's strength, how could she make such a low-level mistake.

Even if it's water, it's too fake.

"No, it's not dazzling!" Chen Jing's eyes narrowed, staring at the table where he was playing, and he said.

Fan Ying smiled embarrassedly: "Chen Jing, do you see that the cat is tired?" ”

Chen Jing's eyes returned to their normal size, but he was still staring at the field, his mouth moved, and he replied to Fan Ying: "Well, Gu Yang's mistake just now was caused by the Holy Son of the Jibu Department, I believe it now, maybe the Holy Son of the Jibu Department has really reached the step of Wu Lao." ”

"I'll go, don't tease me!" Fan Ying was directly stunned, these words came out of Chen Jing's mouth, but it was not as simple as a sports reporter's mouth.

Chen Jing nodded seriously, and finally looked at Fan Ying: "With that ball just now, the Holy Son of the Forbidden Sect ...... He has indeed reached the level of Wu Lao! ”

"Gollum!" Fan Ying swallowed hard, he was a young general after all, and he was shocked by Chen Jing's affirmative answer.

Zhang Guohua frowned, he couldn't sit still, although he was the head coach and used to be a professional table tennis player, but Zhang Guohua turned from the administrative side after all, and the level of table tennis was still much worse than Chen Jing.

Therefore, he couldn't see the greasy nature of the Holy Son of the Taboo Department, and he was surprised by Chen Jing's confirmation that the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department had reached the level of Wu Lao, and he couldn't wait to understand the situation.

Chen Jing paused word by word: "Gu Yang's missed shot just now is actually the correct direction of swinging. ”

"Beidi, don't tease me, swing the racket in the right direction, it's obviously the opposite direction, okay?" Fan Ying said with a bitter face.

Chen Jing shook his head: "Don't interrupt me, listen to me, Gu Yang's judgment of the direction of the incoming ball is extremely accurate, and his reflexes are also among the top ten players in the world." The ball just now, Gu Yang made an accurate prediction, which led to the scene we saw, because the table tennis ball suddenly changed direction the moment it touched Gu Yang's racket, because the speed of the table tennis ball changed direction too fast, we mistakenly thought that Gu Yang's swing direction at the beginning was wrong. ”

"Are you kidding?" Fan Ying looked at Chen Jing questioningly, and then shook his head first and denied his words.

Chen Jing is not a guy who likes to joke.

But how is it possible that the table tennis ball changes to the opposite direction at the moment of touching, and the speed is so fast that people can't see it with the naked eye? Is this still a table tennis ball that people can play?

"You're amazing!" On the field, Gu Yang loosened his brows and grinned.

I have to say that the impact brought to him by the hand of the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department was too great, so that Rao was defeated in an instant with his own will.

The Holy Son of the Jibu Department smiled slightly and accepted Gu Yang's words of praise.

"Are you really up to my teacher's level? Hey, what does that feel like? Is it a ball in hand, I have it in the world? Or do you feel like you've blown up? Gu Yang said curiously.

The corners of the mouth of the Holy Son of the ...... Department twitched slightly, Gu Yang, this kid, obviously the painting style was very normal one second, and the next second it was biased.

What does it mean to feel like you've exploded?

叼 (D-I-A-O!) )? Exploded?

A touch of sadness, the picture is too beautiful to imagine!

"Ahem." The Holy Son of the Jibu coughed dryly, regained his smile, and said, "The young emperor said that he was laughing, let's continue the game!" ”

"Cut, if you don't say it, you won't say it!" Gu Yang pursed his lips and served for the second time.

Table tennis!

With the crisp sound of hitting the ball, the opposite side of the Jibu Shengzi Dengshi predicted the landing point of the ball, when the instant, the lead to the racket, kick the ground and turn the waist, the wrist reversed, the palm of the racket, like a general holding the Fang Tian halberd, majestic.

The action is majestic, and the effect of swinging the racket is also quite graphic, which is extremely shocking to the audience's attention.

King, don't be surprised, this benevolent brother's surname is Wang, the name is the one, the word is dark, there is no way, the father is willful, and he has given the benevolent brother such a reputation with the spirit of a king.

Brother Wang Zhiren is an uncle in his thirties, as the saying goes, stand at thirty. Uncle successfully did this, and when he was thirty years old, he successfully reached the peak of his life and became a member of the 100 million yuan club.

Uncle Wang has no other hobbies besides business, except for table tennis, which is called a passion.

How passionate are you?

For example, in Hangzhou City, where the uncle is located, nearly thousands of table tennis equipment in public places, schools and other places are sponsored by the king uncle!

Rich, capricious!

Now, Uncle Wang sat in the audience, and when he saw the holy son of Jibu playing such a majestic return shot, he couldn't help but sweat for Gu Yang, Uncle is not a wild fox Zen for table tennis.

After the success of business, the uncle spent money to hire professional players to train his table tennis skills, and after four or five years, the uncle is also a good table tennis player.

The king keenly saw that the outer spiral force of the return ball of the Holy Son of the Taboo was very strong, and after crossing the net, it was not surprising that the ball of the Holy Son of the Taboo was very likely to fly out of the boundary of the table.

Of course, it is also possible that the force of the external deviation is too large and flies directly out of the table.

But the king will not be stupid enough to think that with the strength of the Holy Son of the Jealousy, he will not be able to control the external bias of this ball.

Kings can recognize this, and Gu Yang, who is one of the top ten players in the world, naturally also recognizes this.

Amateur players who have played table tennis know that the opponent's edge ball is insolvable, and the irregular direction of the ejection can simply drive people crazy.

Even in a battle between professional golfers, a miraculous edge ball can make these professional golfers doubt their lives.

It is true that Gu Yang is the pinnacle of professional golfers, but the holy son of the Jibu who played this ball back is the first person in the pinnacle column.

Therefore, Gu Yang is under a lot of pressure at the moment!

Table tennis!

Sure enough, the ball was on the sidelines......

The next moment, Gu Yang's feet moved!

(To be continued.) )