In the private room, Gu Yang kept waving the racket, hitting the air in front of him, and beside Gu Yang, Lin Yun sat quietly on the referee's seat in the middle of the table, obsessively looking at Gu Yang who was swinging the racket. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This ball room was specially vacated by Wu Lao for Chen Jing, Gu Yang and a few other people to practice their ball skills, and ordinary people really couldn't come in.

Knock knock!

The knock on the door sounded rhythmically, Gu Yang stopped waving his movements, came to the door, twisted the door lock, the door was gently pushed open, and the holy son of the Jibu walked in, behind him, Omi Hikaru followed.

"What's the test?" The Holy Son of the Taboobe asked.

Gu Yang raised his right arm, twisted his wrist a few times, and said, "Only play one game, after all, you and I still have a game tomorrow." ”

"Yes, you can." The Holy Son of the Jibu said lightly, one game is enough to see Gu Yang's level.

"She's the referee, no comment." Gu Yang pointed at Lin Yun and said.

The gaze of the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department fell on Lin Yun's body, obviously attracted by Lin Yun's innocent image, but the next moment, he withdrew his gaze and asked, "Does she know the rules of table tennis?" ”

Lin Yun smiled: "Holy Spirit, I know. I've been a fan for seven years. ”

Holy Spirit, this is the honorific title of table tennis lovers for the Holy Son of the Taboo Department.

"Huh?" Jibu Shengzi was a little surprised, but he didn't expect this beautiful Republic girl to still be a fan, he originally thought that this girl was just Gu Yang's girlfriend.

"That's fine, let's get started." Seiko Jibe smiled faintly and took his racket from Hikaru Omi.

Gu Yang stood on the other side of the table, holding a coin in his hand, looked at the Holy Son of the Jibu, and said with a solemn face: "Do you want to be right or wrong?" ”

The Holy Son of the Taboo Department smiled faintly: "Anti!" ”

Gu Yang raised his fingers upward, the coin flew into the air, constantly tumbling, Gu Yang and the Holy Son of the Ji Department looked at the tumbling coin at the same time, and the eyes of the two were also confronted in an instant.

When the coin fell to the height of Gu Yang's chest, Gu Yang stretched out his hand, shook it fiercely, and then slowly released his palm.

"You're in luck." The Holy Son of the Jealousy Department smiled faintly, and Gu Yang looked at the coin in his palm, which was facing upward.

Lin Yun immediately took out a yellow table tennis ball from the bag and threw it to Gu Yang, Gu Yang took the table tennis ball, bowed his body slightly, and then looked up at the Holy Son of the Sacrifice Department: "I'm going to start." ”

The holy son of the Jibu said with a smile: "Accompany me at any time." ”

Table tennis!

Gu Yang was standing near the platform, his right foot was slightly forward, and his arm was naturally bent. At the moment of hitting the ball, Gu Yang used his forearms and wrists to force forward and downward, leaned his paddle face back, and slammed the middle and lower parts of the ball during the descending period of the table tennis ball.

At the beginning of the game, Gu Yang first made a slow serve, looking at his appearance, he planned to test the strength of the Holy Son of the Taboo Department first.

The two had never played each other before, although they had studied each other's game videos. However, theory and practice are completely different things, and no matter how much theory is understood, there will always be some gaps when applied to practice.

Seeing Gu Yang play a decent serve, the Holy Son of the Jibu Department took a step forward, and he didn't see any special movements from him, just gently swung the racket, and the ball flew out.

Gu Yang's eyes shrank suddenly, attracting the racket, when the incoming ball flew in, Gu Yang saw the right time, raised the racket from top to bottom, rubbing the middle and lower part of the ball to slap.

At this moment, Gu Yang realized that something was wrong.

The moment the racket comes into contact with the ball, judging from the feeling of the back, it seems that a thin layer of air is attached to the surface of the ball, and the racket does not have direct contact with the table tennis ball.

Although it felt very strange, Gu Yang's swinging action did not stop at all, and the ball did not deviate from the strange ball path such as external spin.

However, when the ball from the Holy Son of Jibu bounced off Gu Yang's table again, Gu Yang still realized that something was wrong.

The moment the ball bounced off his table just now, there was a slight tremor movement.

That tremor was very subtle, and if it weren't for Gu Yang's sharp eyes and deliberate observation, it would never have been noticeable.

"What is he doing?" Gu Yang wondered in his heart, and then hit the ball with a slap.

"It's the feeling again." Gu Yang felt the feeling of hitting the air again, and the doubts in his heart became even thicker.

You say this kind of ball is weird, but it's not destructive, and it's not much different from the ordinary straight serve, in that case, what's the point of the Holy Son of the Taboo Department using this trick again and again?

There was a faint smile on the corner of the Holy Son's mouth, the first ball, he didn't plan to fight directly, and Gu Yang's countermeasures were the same, Gu Yang didn't attack as aggressively as usual, both of them were trying.

"Let's see who can't help it first." The Holy Son of the Jealousy said with a smile in his heart.

Lin Yun sat in the referee's seat, her eyes sometimes fell on Gu Yang who was running left and right, and sometimes at the table tennis ball flying left and right, and after a while, her eyes were a little sore.

"Both of them are playing so fast, my eyes can't keep up." Lin Yun muttered in his heart, the contest between the two kings, even if it is an ordinary serve, the speed is not something that ordinary professional golfers can imagine.

Table tennis!

Finally, Gu Yang couldn't help it, he took the lead in changing the way of the ball, and a burst arc ball was hit, and Gu Yang began to show his extremely aggressive style of play.

At the moment when Gu Yang showed his fangs, the faint smile on the corner of the Holy Son's mouth disappeared, he seemed to have changed into a different person, his face was full of slaughter and coldness, that kind of coldness, better than the old king.

At this moment, Gu Yang made a short swing mistake, and there was a slippery racket, although the ball barely flew out, but looking like that, it was obvious that it was about to hit the net line.

As for whether it bounced up by wiping the net or hitting the net and losing points, no one can tell at present.

Poof!

Gu Yang's return ball finally touched the net cable, and at the moment when the table tennis ball and the net cable touched, the net cable shook slightly, and then the table tennis ball suddenly bounced up, Gu Yang's eyes flashed, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's over!" ”

The next moment, the table tennis ball fell on the table, Gu Yang sighed, hey, the ball didn't pass, it fell on his own table.

"0:1, Holy Spirit scores." Lin Yun shouted softly.

Gu Yang picked up the table tennis ball rolling on the table, glanced at the Holy Son of the Jibu on the other side, and the solemnity between his eyebrows was not disguised, the Holy Son of the Jibu really had some ability.

At this moment, Gu Yang finally understood the purpose of the first few "air balloons" of the Holy Son of the Ji Department, and after hitting the air balloon several times in a row, Gu Yang's hitting intensity of the incoming ball was obviously disturbed, and he appropriately relaxed the force of returning the ball.

Who would have thought that the Holy Son of the Jibu seemed to know that Gu Yang had relaxed his strength, and he hit a powerful return ball, Gu Yang mistakenly thought that it was still that kind of air balloon, and when he gently returned the shot, he knew that he had made a mistake in judgment.

So, the tennis ball appeared, and Gu Yang lost a point.

"Come again!" Gu Yang's strength to admit defeat rose, and he shook his arms vigorously a few times, and Gu Yang threw the ping pong ball in his hand high.

Table tennis!

The crisp sound of hitting the ball sounded, and the holy son of the Ji Department moved when he heard the sound, his footsteps moved, and in an instant, he came to the position of Gu Yang to come to the ball, and then there was a powerful blow.

Gu Yang moved in one step, caught up with the incoming ball of the Holy Son of the Jibu, bent his arm from back to front, tilted the racket with the help of force, rubbed the upper part of the incoming ball, and hit it fiercely.

The two of them pointed to each other,-for-tat with each other, and did not let each other in the slightest.

After several rounds in a row, Gu Yang gradually frowned, his powerful return ball was offset by the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department with clever techniques, this person is really not simple.

The Holy Son of the Jibu also had a slight shock in his heart, Gu Yang's style of play was different from Chen Jing, Chen Jing's style of play was very steady, the ball path was extremely steady, and he would not play any risky returns.

Gu Yang, on the other hand, is just the opposite, his return is not only aggressive, but also Gu Yang dares to try all kinds of risky plays, and the sword goes sideways, making the opponent tired to deal with.

Of course, Gu Yang's adventurous style of play is based on his strong ball skills and solid foundation, and years of training and Gu Yang's own talent make him dare to take risks and believe that he can succeed.

In the blink of an eye, the two had played six balls, and the score of the two sides was 2:4, and Gu Yang was temporarily behind.

Table tennis!

The Holy Son of the Sacrifice Department hit a ball in his hand, and Gu Yang then took a step towards the table, his body was close to the white line of the table, his arm reached into the table, and he swung his racket in the middle of his table to intercept it.

The ball was intercepted by Gu Yang, and then flew straight to the right position of the Holy Son of the Jibu, who turned slightly sideways and slammed the forehand position of his right hand.

The ball of the Holy Son of the Jibu flew past the net line, and when it landed on Gu Yang's table, the landing point was extremely unstable and the shaking was very violent.

Gu Yang would let the ball bounce away, at the moment when the table tennis ball bounced irregularly, Gu Yang's racket was covered on top of the incoming ball, and he pressed it hard, Gu Yang's eyes shrank suddenly.

You're here to wipe the nets again.

The ball that Gu Yang hit hit the edge of the net line again, and the holy son of Jibu did not have the slightest carelessness, and was ready to hit the ball at any time.

"In the past, this time it must be passed!" Gu Yang secretly shouted in his heart.

"Good!" Gu Yang suddenly shouted, and the table tennis ball bounced off the net line, flew over the net line, and shot straight towards the table of the Holy Son of the Jibu.

However, the Holy Son of the Jibu did not move, he still maintained the posture of preparing to swing the racket, and in his eyes, Gu Yang's incoming ball was getting closer and closer.

Gu Yang was not happy because he returned the ball over the net, on the contrary, his expression became more solemn, because he saw that his own one had a tendency to fly out of the boundary of the table.

"Damn, do you want to be so coincidental?" Gu Yang whispered in his heart, and his eyes fell on the table tennis ball that was flying in the air.

Cha!

The ball finally flew to the edge of the table of the Seiko of the Kibe and then landed on the table and disappeared.

"Did you get to the table?" At this moment, Gu Yang only had this thought in his heart.

Did his return touch the edge of the table?