Chapter 91: The First World War (Middle-Middle-Middle)
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Jill smacked his lips, a little resentful, but also helpless. The goal just now was purely a balloon, and he didn't lose in strength, so he didn't have to take it too seriously.
Table tennis!
Gu Yang hit the second ball, the table tennis ball crossed a half-moon arc over the table, Gu Yang played the topspin ball, and specifically looked at Gil's bottom line.
At this time, Jill's body was slightly against the table, and the ball from Gu Yang landed extremely tricky, making him unable to use his forehand and weak backhand.
"Your skills are getting better and better!" Jill commented in his heart, after two rounds of games, he was surprised to find that Gu Yang's strength was slowly improving.
Growing up in the game is the best way to grow, and it's also the hardest way to grow.
On the field, Jill and Gu Yang fell into a state of confrontation again, and Gu Yang was once again forced by Jill to the far platform area, and could only passively defend back to the board.
Of course, Jill was also confined to a one-meter area of the table by Gu Yang, and the two stared at each other, refusing to take the lead in breaking the deadlock.
When the round reached the thirteenth board, the audience suddenly erupted in applause and ......
ā¦ā¦ Laughter.
Zhang Guohua outside the court couldn't help laughing, and as for Fan Ying, he laughed even more.
In the area of the American team, Rost sneered: "Jill, unlucky bastard! ā
Armstrong and Bernstein smiled wryly, God bless Jill.
On the field, Gu Yang spread his hands and walked back and forth near the table, unable to help laughing.
On the other side, Jill has a dark face and has a tendency to become irritable.
With two serves, Gu Yang defeated himself like a god, Nima, it's not my fault, it's really God who doesn't bless me.
It turned out that when the game reached the thirteenth board, Gu Yang lightly supported the board and picked the ball back.
With such a light gesture, the table tennis ball drew a crescent arc in the air, and then fell towards Jill's table.
Gil's accurate prediction is to stride towards the position where the table tennis ball lands.
On the contrary, the table tennis ball fell, fell on the edge of the white line of the table, rubbed the edge, and then bounced away irregularly.
Since this series of movements happened in an instant, and without any warning, Rao could not control the muscles of Jill to pull the racket and hit the ball back.
Gu Yang served two times in a row, and they both won with a strange ending, how could Jill not have a black face.
"Good luck, good luck!" Gu Yang had a sloppy smile on his face, but he was muttering like this.
Jill resisted the urge to go wild, took a few deep breaths, returned to his normal state, and then raised his arm to slap the falling ping pong ball.
Shout!
Jill sent the ball with his forehand, and the arc of the table tennis ball was to fall on Gu Yang's right bottom line.
Gu Yang was standing on the left side of the table at this time, and after making his own prediction of the incoming ball, he took a step to the right to adjust his position to the best, and then he took advantage of the trend to raise the racket, and the incoming ball was a board.
Bang!
"Jill is crazy!" Such a thought popped up in Gu Yang's mind.
The strength of Jill's ball is really terrifying, if he hits back like this, Gu Yang has no doubt that his return ball will go out of bounds.
Between the lightning and flint, Gu Yang was no longer able to unload the strength on his racket, but the table tennis ball had already made contact with the racket, and if he didn't make a proper response, Jill would serve and score directly.
"Damn it!" Gu Yang whispered, Jill gave himself a big problem.
"Roar!"
Gu Yang made a decision immediately, and even leaned slightly to the left, because it was a reaction made at the moment, Gu Yang's left-leaning angle was still a little too big, and under the trend of turning his waist, Gu Yang twisted his right wrist in a gesture.
At the same time, he began to recycle the racket, using the twist of his wrist to counteract part of the force exerted on the racket, almost at the same time, Gu Yang adjusted the angle of the tilt of the racket, and lowered the height of the racket.
As soon as he finished all these actions, the table tennis ball collided violently with the racket, and then flew out violently.
"Be sure to go on stage!" Gu Yang roared angrily in his heart, he didn't care about the aggravation of the pain in his wrist and waist for this ball, and the price he paid was a bit big.
This is Gu Yang's battle of will, and it is his desire to defeat Jill.
Burst!
Gu Yang's return ball collided on the edge of the net line, and under the effect of the resistance of the net line, the trajectory of the ball path changed, and the yellow table tennis ball flew straight into the air, drawing a straight line parallel to the net line above the net line.
"Which way will it fall?"
Due to the distance, the spectators in the audience could not see which side of the net line this ball was on, not to mention that table tennis was still on the rise at this time.
Gu Yang's face was solemn, his brows were deeply locked, just now in order to return the ball, his wrist had already had a piercing pain, but it was really difficult to judge which side this ball would fall on, he could only endure the pain in his wrist, quickly went up to the front of the stage, and stretched the racket in the stage.
Almost at the same time, Jill also made a move to get started in the stage, and the two of them all came to the net and confronted each other in front of the net cable.
said that it was a confrontation, in fact, the table tennis ball bounced up from the net and then rose to the highest point, but it took a little more than a second, and then the table tennis began to fall, and Gu Yang and Jill were in the stage for a little more than two seconds.
Table tennis!
The crisp sound of swinging the racket sounded, Jill swung the racket, and the table tennis ball finally fell to his side, although he knew that Gu Yang was in front of the net, he could only make a nudge of the racket.
The table tennis ball was nudged over, Gu Yang immediately counterattacked, and there was a heart-piercing pain in his wrist, and the moment he swung the racket, Gu Yang gasped, and the table tennis ball was beaten.
"When this ball is over, call a timeout!" Zhang Guohua gave instructions, and Xu Chen responded and said he understood.
On the field, Gu Yang and Gil's competition for this ball has entered a white-hot state, and after the two first faced off on the net line, Gu Yang took the lead in breaking the deadlock and pulling a long arc to force Gil back.
Jill's counterattack was very fast, a board tear pull, a backhand far downspin, the trajectory of the table tennis back can be called weird, and the arc around is a little incredible.
"Good!"
The crowd of spectators gave Jill the warmest applause, and Jill's ball was so beautiful that it deserved this round of applause.
Rost was dissatisfied with the audience's enthusiastic reaction to Jill's goal, but he also had to admit that Jill's goal was really a master.
To be honest, Jill's form has been declining for more than a year, and if the current trend continues, in less than half a year, Gil will lose his second place in the world.
However, when Gil hit this goal, everyone present seemed to see Gil in his prime, and that was Jill's time......
"Thank you, Gu Yang!" Jill thanked him from the bottom of his heart, and Gu Yang completely forced out his increasingly low fighting spirit......
(To be continued.) )