That day, after Gu Yang walked out of Zhang Guohua's room, his face was a little more solemn. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Kuroda family, you wait for the master......" Gu Yang looked at the sky in the distance, which was the direction of Tokyo.

A few days later, the quarterfinals begin!

There were four groups of golfers, divided into two groups: morning and afternoon.

Gu Yang vs Ficher who started at half past nine in the morning, and Jibu Holy Son vs Kiefer who started at ten and twenty in the morning!

Chen Jing vs Jill at the beginning of 3:20 p.m., Kuroda Kosan Maru vs Jung Rongxiu at 6:30 p.m.!

At nine o'clock in the morning of the same day, Gu Yang entered the gymnasium through the athletes' passage to meet his opponent Fischer.

In the team competition, Gu Yang had already played against Fischer, and that game made Gu Yang see the strength of the German rookie.

At 9:20, Gu Yang and Fischer finished warming up and began to draw lots.

"It's mine." Fischer smiled and took the ping-pong ball thrown from the sidelines.

Gu Yang nodded, waved his racket a few times, and signaled that Fischer could start warming up the ball.

Fischer stands in front of the table, sideways, holding the ball in his left hand and the racket in his right.

With the start of Fischer's lead, Gu Yang and Fischer quickly changed the way of the ball after pulling a few balls, and competed with the bottom line ball with the momentum of thunder.

Boom!

The ping-pong ball flew out, Gu Yang raised his left hand, stretched it back, and hooked his wrist inverted, like a monkey fishing for the moon, wrapping the ball in the palm of his hand.

Hey, Gu Yang threw the table tennis ball in his hand to Fischer, and the two signaled to the referee, and the game officially began.

"Hah!" Fischer took a breath at the table tennis ball in his palm and threw the ball to lead the racket.

Seeing Fischer's usual movements, Gu Yang laughed, Ficher's childishness had not completely faded.

In fact, Gu Yang is only two years older than Fischer, but in terms of the status of the table tennis world, the two no longer belong to a generation, which shows the speed of table tennis's renewal.

Table tennis!

When Fischer hit the ball, the table tennis ball drew a long arc on the table, and Fischer's body movements quickly restored.

"It's a lot better than a few days ago!" Gu Yang gave an evaluation.

When the table tennis ball arrived, Gu Yang moved sideways and accurately predicted the landing point of the incoming ball.

The forearm stretched out, cut the direction of the incoming ball diagonally, and drew a semicircle from bottom to top, and the racket in Gu Yang's hand moved with it.

The racket rubs the incoming ball, and the position of the hitting point is about the middle and lower part of the table tennis racket.

Gu Yang's return arc was very long, crossed the net line, and flew towards the bottom line of the Fischer table.

Fischer moved sideways, kicked the ground with his heels, and with the help of the recoil force of the kick, Ficher's body moved a large section to the right, and he held the racket in his hand to the right half of the center axis of the table.

The ping-pong ball bounced off the baseline, and Fischer had been preparing for it for a long time, accumulating power in his hand and covering the racket in the middle and upper part of the incoming ball.

Pulling the arc circle, Fischer pulled out a ball with a fairly full arc on the board.

Even Gu Yang, who is now constantly strengthening his curveball training, couldn't help but applaud after seeing Fischer pull out such a full ball.

"Good shot!" Gu Yang's applause made the national team players outside the field helpless, big brother, this is a game!

The score on the field changed rapidly, and the cheers of the audience outside the stadium came and went, so it was not lively.

Most of the people in the audience were Japanese people, and the rest were people from other countries, including the Republic.

In the southwest corner of the auditorium, a toddler stretched his finger downward, pointed to the two athletes on the field and asked, "Grandpa, grandpa, which one is the young emperor of the republic?" ”

This young boy is from Japan, and looking at his appearance, he is quite curious about Gu Yang.

Next to the young child, an old man with white hair and beard said: "Young Emperor, it's the young man in the red sportswear!" ”

"Oh!" Quan Taro looked like he didn't understand, waved his little fist, and shouted, "Come on, young emperor, come on, young emperor!" ”

Even Gu Yang didn't know that since he became famous in the Japan Open, he has accumulated a lot of fan popularity in Japan, and with Gu Yang's fame gradually reaching the top, he also has a place in the hearts of Japanese fans.

Next to him, an uncle of the Republic looked at Zentaro quite likable, spoke pure and fluent Japanese, and joked: "Is your name Jeontaro?" ”

Quan Taro opened his eyes wide and nodded seriously: "Well, uncle, are you also Japanese?" ”

The uncle continued to laugh and said: "No, the uncle is from the Republic and is based in Japan because of his work. Quan Taro, do you like Gu Yang very much? ”

Quan Taro nodded heavily: "The young emperor is so powerful, his ball path is great!" ”

Listening to Quan Taro's children's voice, the uncle laughed and said: "I can't see it, Quan Taro is still a little fan, then the uncle asks you, if the Holy Monarch and the Young Emperor compete, who will you support?" ”

Uncle Republic asked this because he intended to make Quan Taro entangled.

It can be seen that Quan Taro is Gu Yang's little iron fan, but in the Japanese table tennis world, the popularity of the holy son of the Jibu can be said to be the whole country, as long as they are table tennis lovers, their worship of the Jibu is simply to the point of no return.

Because the Jibu has created a new era of table tennis, because the Jibu has led the Japanese table tennis to the top of the world.

The uncle threw out such a question with the purpose of making fun of Quan Taro.

However, the words that Juntaro blurted out made the uncle of the Republic stunned.

"Of course I support the Holy Monarch, Lord Jibu is the greatest player in the Japanese table tennis world!" Quan Taro looked innocent, but when he said this, he was extremely firm, without the slightest hesitation.

Jotaro's grandfather listened to his grandson's words and nodded with satisfaction.

"Japanese people......" the uncle muttered, all thinking.

In the audience, the first game between Gu Yang and Fischer has come to an end, and Gu Yang is currently leading 9:6.

Fischer threw a second ball, struck with a racket, and the serve was not fast, but with some spin.

The table tennis ball bounced up quickly, from the first drop point to the second drop point, and when it crossed the net, the table tennis ball drew a half-moon arc on the net line, and the trajectory was very beautiful.

Fischer's ball is very floating, making it difficult to predict where the table tennis ball will land.

The moment he saw the trajectory of the serve, Gu Yang's brows were obviously furrowed, and he saw the difficulty of this ball.

Moving backwards with his feet and his body slightly sideways, Gu Yang took advantage of the situation to guide the racket, and twisted his wrist skillfully, making the racket tilt to the extent that it was at an angle of 70 degrees to the horizontal plane.

Table tennis!

The sound of Gu Yang's return shot was slightly dull, not the sound of impact, but the tearing sound caused by the friction between the racket and the table tennis ball.

Shout!

The table tennis ball flew out from under Gu Yang's racket, and the moment it left the racket, it drew an arc like a crescent moon above the table......

(To be continued.) )