In Gu Yang's hand, at the top of those pages of documents, there were a few eye-catching big words: World Player Ranking. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Then, Gu Yang saw a name that was heavily circled by a red pen on the first page: Gu Yang.

After these two words, there are several other words: Ordinary Class, 325th place.

As we said before, the player levels in this world are divided into five levels: easy, mon, medium, advance, and hell.

Within each division, there are 1,000 players named in it.

Gu Yang snorted in a low voice: "I'll wipe it, so far back?" ”

Zhang Rong scolded with a smile: "You are too greedy, you have only played two games, and you have a place on the list, and you are not satisfied." ”

Gu Yang didn't speak, and continued to flip through the documents in his hand, as if he was looking for something.

Zhang Rong took the document in Gu Yang's hand and said, "Don't look for it, Li Ning's ranking is higher than yours, he is 213 at the mon level." ”

This time, Gu Yang was really depressed, and said helplessly: "Daning's opponents are all so vegetable, why is his ranking so much higher than mine?" ”

Zhang Rong explained: "Li Ning's God's will has brought too much impact, and it can be seen from this move how terrible his ball control ability is, and more importantly, he has only been playing for a year. ”

“…… Well, when I didn't say. Gu Yang was depressed.

Zhang Rong waved his hand: "Prepare well for the group stage, now that you have completed a quarter of the eight rounds of the group stage, you have a long way to go." ”

Gu Yang cheered up and grinned: "Got it, Zhangjiao, I'll go out first." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Rong waved his hand and lowered his head again to look at the document.

"Zhangjiao!" Gu Yang's voice suddenly sounded, startling Zhang Rong.

"What, aren't you leaving?" Chapter accommodates stuffiness.

Gu Yang smiled: "Let me ask again, what is that Wang Bo's ranking?" ”

Zhang Rong sighed: "It turned out to be asking this, Wang Bo has played several international tournaments, and he is in the middle level." ”

"Oh, that's it, goodbye Zhangjiao." Gu Yang closed the door and ran away without a trace.

"This kid, hey." Zhang Rong shook his head and smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say about Gu Yang.

In Li Ning's room, Gu Yangle told Li Ning about their list level.

"Well, that's pretty good." Li Ning said with a smile.

"Daning, I'll use the computer." Gu Yang saw the notebook on Li Ning's bed and spoke.

"Hmm." Li Ning smiled, not knowing what Gu Yang was going to do.

After typing a few words, Gu Yang moved his mouse and browsed the page that had just appeared.

Li Ning leaned over to take a look, and immediately smiled, this guy is really a child.

I saw that Gu Yang was searching for the ranking level of today's table tennis players in the world, and what caught his eye was the ranking of hell.

The first place went to American Thomas Gill, aged 25, who almost blinded Gu Yang when he described his record.

The five major table tennis tournaments, the World Table Tennis Championships, the Western European Golden League, the World Table Tennis Championships, the Olympic Games, the Republic Cup, and Gil have won three championships.

These three events are the World Table Tennis Championships, the Western European Golden League and the Olympic Games.

As for other competitions, such as the German Grand Prix, the Pan American Tour, the Japan Golden League, etc., Gil has won countless titles.

For Jill, his goal is to win the Republic Cup and thus achieve the Grand Slam of his career.

"For Jill, it's a little bit more difficult to aim for a Grand Slam." Li Ning muttered to himself.

Gu Yang nodded, not to mention anything else, just the champion of the Republic Cup, Jill may not have a chance.

The reason is simple, the Republic Cup is held once every ten years, which can be described as the highest event in table tennis.

However, at this moment, it has only been more than three years since the last Republic Cup was held, and by the time the next Republic Cup begins, Gil is already in his 30s, and he is no longer at his peak, so how can he win the championship.

Gu Yang continued to look down, and the second place was the Bol who lost to Chen Jing today.

Bohr, the 31-year-old German golfer, has come long and his time has passed.

When the "Japanese ......" saw the name of the third in the world, Gu Yang clenched his fists.

The holy son of the taboobe, the youngest table tennis genius in Japan, at the age of 19, has achieved the prestige of the world's top three, and can be called a mythical figure in the football world.

What's more, the last Republican Cup was won by this man, and he was only 16 years old that year.

The world football world has recognized the status of the Holy Son of the Taboobe, Bol is about to retire, and Gil is gradually going downhill, and in the next five years, it will be the era of the Holy Son of the Taboobe.

"One day, I will take back the championship of the Republic Cup from you." Gu Yang secretly made up his mind.

Gu Yang continued to browse down, and the top ten on the list were undoubtedly divided by national players from the four gods.

What made Gu Yang feel quite happy was that when he saw the thirteenth place, he saw a familiar name.

Chen Jing, Republic golfer!

Originally, Chen Jing was ranked 17th in the hell list, but because he defeated Bol in the Grand Prix, Chen Jing rose four levels in a row and became 13th.

After Chen Jing, it was not until the seventy or eighty positions that the names of the Republic players appeared again, and even if they appeared, there were only a few scattered ones.

"Is this the current state of the Republic's players? It's so embarrassing! Gu Yang muttered.

Li Ning sat on the side and said softly: "This is a lonely era. The era when the players of the Republic were lonely. ”

Gu Yang had mixed feelings in his heart, and he really wanted to arrest Zhang Rong and ask, what happened twenty years ago, the status of the Republic in the football world would plummet, and what was the reason for the rise of the four gods?

"Yangzi, do you know why the Republic Cup has never been canceled?" Li Ning smiled.

"Huh?" Gu Yang was stunned, he really didn't know.

As a born-against, he knows very little about this world.

Li Ning didn't notice Gu Yang's abnormality, he continued: "That's because there are a total of eight winners of the table tennis grand slam in the world, and the Republic players account for five. ”

"The former republic is very glorious!" Gu Yang was distracted and muttered in his mouth.

Achieving a table tennis grand slam is not an easy thing to do. Not to mention anything else, the time for the Republic Cup to be held every ten years is to make many table tennis people sigh with pride.

Ten years, the table tennis world is enough to renew.

For example, Gill, who is currently ranked No. 1 in the world, was at his peak when he was about 19 years old, and at that time, there were still two or three years before the Republic Cup was held.

By the time Gil finally arrived for the Republican Cup, he was no longer at his peak and was finally defeated by the unborn Seiko of the Taboobe, missing out on the chance to achieve a Grand Slam.

And he ...... will also lose the chance to a Grand Slam forever.

In this era, the people who are most likely to achieve a grand slam...... It is the holy son of the Taboo Department.

He is only an Olympic champion and a World Table Tennis Championships champion.

At this time, the Rio Olympics have just passed, which means when the next Olympics will be held...... It's four years later!

"It's not far away......" Gu Yang's expression gradually became solemn.