Table tennis!

A crisp shot sounded, and Jill swung his racket, pulled out a long arc, and rushed to the right baseline area of Gu Yang's table with a diagonal ball. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The moment he saw Jill serve, in the Republic area, Zhang Guohua had a serious face, his brows were tightly locked, beside him, Xu Chen suddenly got up and couldn't help but speak: "What a fast speed, after playing for so long, Jill's state has not fallen yet, Gu Yang is in a disadvantageous situation!" ”

On the field, Gu Yang quickly ran around the table, constantly hitting the ball back from Jill.

Compared with Gu Yang's physical strength, he is indeed looking for death!

But this sentence has a premise, Gu Yang's opponent is an existence with the same strength or little difference as him, and now, Gu Yang is facing the world's second Gil.

Rao is in Gu Yang's current peak state, and he can only barely face the battle.

Judging from the trend on the field, Gu Yang is indeed about to have the strength of the world's top three, but it is only soon.

Today's Gu Yang can be a strong opponent of Gil, but it is very difficult to surpass Gil or even defeat Gil, and it is unknown to people in the game.

"In the past!" Gu Yang scolded, walked quickly to the bottom line area on the left side of the table, turned his waist and kicked the ground, and with a shot that swallowed mountains and rivers, he slammed the ball at the incoming ball.

"UM!"

Gu Yang suddenly slipped and knelt in front of the table, clenched his fists into the sky, and opened his mouth to shout.

At 10:11, Gu Yang scored another point, and the balance of victory in the second game began to tilt towards him.

Jill wiped his racket expressionlessly, slowly got off the court, and came to the rest area in the United States, Rost handed Jill a bottle of powder, and Jill hurriedly took a few sips.

Rost smiled: "Great God, how is it, there is pressure?" ”

Listening to Rost's joking laughter, Jill's face was covered with frost, cold air, and a pair of eyes flashed with coldness, staring straight at Rost.

"Shut up! Rooster! Nearby, another member of the U.S. team, Bernstein, got up and pulled Rost past him to stop him from continuing to provoke Jill.

At this time, Armstrong also got up and patted Jill on the shoulder, he and Jill are the same players who entered the national team and have a good relationship.

Jill's cold gaze swept over Rost's body, and the corners of Rost's mouth were raised, and he looked sarcastic.

"Don't mess with me! Now the leader of the national team is still me! "Jill came on the pitch with a sullen face.

Rost whispered: "Outdated old fellow, give me another year, and I will definitely step on you!" The American Dream will be opened by me Rost! ”

Bernstein has a headache, and Rost is indeed a rare table tennis talent, and his mastery of straight shots has reached a world-class level, which no one can deny.

But Rost's arrogant personality is really a headache, and since Rost joined the national team, the contradictions in the team have not stopped.

The coach of the American team, who had just come back from the toilet, noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, and looked at Rost's expression of being beaten again, he immediately understood everything, but Rost was going to play later, and he couldn't get angry now.

Back on the court, Jill paced back and forth in front of the table, clutching the ping pong ball tightly in his hand, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on the ping-pong ball.

Gu Yang tapped the table with his fingers to remind Jill that he was about to serve.

Jill raised his head, looked at Gu Yang, suppressed the nameless fire in his heart, threw the ball, and swung the racket!

Burst!

A low crash sounded, and there were bursts of regretful voices from the audience, and at the same time, the cheers of the audience of the Republic rang out.

Jill made a service error, Gu Yang won the second game 10:12, and the two sides came to the third game.

Gu Yang stood in front of the table, his left arm stretched forward, his legs were bent properly, his left hand shook, the table tennis ball was thrown up, and when the table tennis ball fell to the height of Gu Yang's forehead, Gu Yang's body moved in time, the muscles of the upper arm were coordinated, the big arm pulled the forearm, and the forearm drove the racket in his hand.

"Let's go!"

As soon as he got started, Gu Yang was a little impatient, the rotation force of the table tennis ball was too much, and when it flew over the net line, the table tennis ball floated a little and almost flew out of the table.

Jill has a strong ability to predict, he accurately stood at the position of the landing point of the table tennis ball, shot back a board, and hit the ball back.

Gu Yang took a step back, sent a forehand to the ball, and hit the ball back.

At the same time as sending the ball, Gu Yang added a great rotation force to the return ball, and a semicircular trajectory was drawn above the table, and then the table tennis ball landed near the net of the Jill table.

Jill came to the stage, nudged with a board, and Gu Yang took a big stride back and stretched the ball.

Jill stepped back, backhanded, and rubbed hard against the middle and upper part of the incoming ball, and the table tennis ball rushed towards Gu Yang's table with a strong external spiral force.

It was another far platform offensive, Gu Yang was mobilized by Jill again, and strode to a place about two meters away from the table, and then stretched his arms down, laid the racket flat, and lifted the ball up.

"Go back!"

Gu Yang shouted, and the table tennis ball drew a half-moon trajectory in the air and returned to the middle of the table in Jill.

Table tennis!

Jill smashed the board, and the table tennis ball was beaten back again, and Jill's move was to prevent Gu Yang from having a chance to return to the table.

Jill's return speed is very fast, and his table tennis skills are still slightly better than Gu Yang, after being locked by him, Gu Yang can only hold the ball back in the long range of the table.

One board!

Ban!

Five boards!

It wasn't until the ninth board was pulled that Jill suddenly realized one thing, Gu Yang actually took the initiative and limited himself to a range of one meter of the table.

According to the current form on the field, as long as Gil returns to the table, gets started in the table, and gives a nudge, he can make Gu Yang's whip, who is three meters away, unable to defend himself.

But Gu Yang's return ball on each board made Gil feel powerless, and he couldn't go to the table, so he could only keep slamming a board at a position of about one meter on the table, so that the return ball could bounce within the range where Gu Yang was.

Gu Yang and Jill were holding each other back, in a wonderful state of equilibrium.

No one is willing to break the current stalemate first, or in other words, no one dares to break the current stalemate first.

"It's not that they don't want to break, but they can't break it, and whoever breaks the state of stalemate first will inevitably be caught by the other party and killed by one board!" Zhang Guohua broke the situation on the field in one sentence.

After fifteen consecutive halves, Gu Yang's wrists became more and more sore, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed into his neck from both sides of his cheeks, itching incomparably.

"Phew, the top three in the world, it's really not blown, compared with them, I'm really still too much behind!" Gu Yang hit back the goal that Jill had just hit, thinking in his heart.

At this moment, the audience burst into cheers and cheers, and countless audiences clapped their hands and cheered for Gu Yang.

"I'll go! God, you paddle! God bless me! Jill directly burst into foul language, the ball just now, it was not his lack of strength, it was really providence.

Gu Yang was also a little speechless, he didn't expect that this ball, which had been held for so long, would end in such a way, his luck was really good!

1:0！

"Hey, hey!" Gu Yang spread his hands, shook his head and smiled, accepting the cheers from the audience...... (To be continued.) )