After the whole game, Wang Daolin only swung 21 beats.

This means that he only takes one shot per round to finish off his opponent......

21:0！

Hanging without any moisture!

When he got off the field, he couldn't help but wonder if he should be a little more restrained, looking at his opponent's lost soul when he got off the field, it is estimated that he was beaten to doubt his life, and his dreams, sins, and sins were destroyed at a young age.

But the strength is there, let his subordinates be merciful and play Tai Chi with their opponents?

No, no, no! That's more torturous than sitting on a tiger chair!

Giving the opponent twenty goals?

Not at all! What if the car rolls over, who doesn't have a case?

Or will they all hit with their left hand in the future?

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up, this idea is feasible!

Anyway, there shouldn't be anyone who can pose a threat to him with his strength at the moment, and it's not impossible to practice his left hand in this way.

In the previous life, didn't those snooker masters play billiards with both left and right hands, why can't badminton be a second sword?

It's boring to always run over all the way, isn't it?

Thinking of this, his eyes grew brighter and brighter, and the idea of playing with his left hand was firmly rooted in his heart from then on.

In the next game, he did switch to his left hand, and all this was seen by those who followed him, which caused an uproar.

"Maybe this is the big guy!" Someone looked up to the sky and sighed.

It's not fun to pretend to be forced in the right hand, but it's hard to pretend to be forced in the left hand......

In fact, when he first switched to playing with his left hand, Wang Daolin was still a little unaccustomed to it, after all, he was not left-handed, so how awkward it was to fight.

Moreover, the contestants who can pass the first round have already screened out some of the weaker ones, and there has been a significant change in strength, so it can still cause him some trouble.

Of course, it's just a minor nuisance, and it's impossible to score from him at the current level of his opponent, because his volleying ability won't be affected in the slightest by using his indominant hand, at best, he won't be able to attack for a long time.

However, with the increase of proficiency, he finally took this opportunity to re-experience the feeling of improving every minute, and although the ball was still shaky, he was able to hit the direction he wanted to play.

This feeling of slowly getting stronger made him enjoy it.

However, he was cool himself, but ignored the feelings of his opponent.

Do you know what it's like to fight against a wall, no matter how you fight, it's equivalent to doing useless work?

Do you know what it's like to get all the balls you play no matter how hard you try, and then hit them back with a slashing speed?

His opponent deeply understood what it was like to live rather than die at this moment.

No, Wang Daolin was indulging in the groping of playing with his left hand, and his opponent finally couldn't stand the result of this slow death and spoke.

"Brother, can you give me a good time?" His opponent was pitiful.

"What?" Wang Daolin's mind didn't turn around all of a sudden.

"If you want to fight, you can fight well, right? Stop torturing me......" his opponent added.

However, Wang Daolin finally found his feelings, how could he let go so easily?

"No, bear it!"

“……”

The situation between the two was seen by the referee, but unfortunately even if he wanted to stop it, there was no reason, because Wang Daolin did not violate any rules on the court, so he could only mourn for Wang Daolin's opponent in his heart.

It was the most boring game he'd ever watched.

Compared with the previous game, Wang Daolin ended the game in less than ten minutes, and this game has been played for fifteen minutes now, and the score is still at the stage of 0:0!

Finally, Wang Daolin's opponent couldn't stand it anymore, and resolutely ignored Wang Daolin's past ball and walked towards the referee.

"Referee! I abstain! ”

The referee agreed without saying a word, and in fifteen minutes, most of the people in the other stadiums had finished playing, and it was still 0:0 on their side, and I am afraid that he would have abstained if he was tortured like this.

Wang Daolin is also a talent, looking at all the games today, he is the first one who can torture the opponent and abstain.

On the other hand, Wang Daolin, after seeing that his opponent abstained, not only did he not have the slightest expression of joy because of the promotion, but he was dissatisfied with his desire.

His lips squirmed, and finally he unhappily squeezed two words out between his teeth.

"Deserter!"

But he just complained, and he still gained something in this game, at least he was familiar with the feeling of playing with his left hand.

Today's badminton tournament is at this stage, and he only needs to play the last game of the day to enter the round of 16.

The schedule was tight, and he either crushed or tortured in the first two games, but in short, he defeated his opponent very easily, so his physical strength remained in a relatively full state.

And when he started his last fight, he was stunned when he saw his opponent.

The opponent is none other than his old opponent Song Rui!

Song Rui was also stunned for a moment when he saw that the opponent was him, but in the blink of an eye, Song Rui's eyes were engulfed by the flames of hatred.

"Wang Daolin, it's really a narrow road!" Song Rui's sneer also added a strong smell of gunpowder to this game.

Wang Daolin pursed his lips and said, "The road is not necessarily narrow, but you must not be able to beat me." ”

As soon as he said this, Song Rui's face immediately changed, like a little wild cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Less nonsense!" Song Rui gritted his teeth and glared at him: "I have been practicing my skills since I lost to you last time, and I will definitely win you this time!" ”

Wang Daolin smashed his mouth, tilted his head and hesitated: "Why do I seem to have heard this somewhere?" It can't be what you say, right? ”

"......" Song Rui was silent for two seconds, and then suddenly yelled: "I said it!" How! ”

"Okay......" Wang Daolin plucked his ears dissatisfiedly and muttered: "It's not a glorious thing, why are you yelling so loudly?" ”

“……”

Song Rui found that he really couldn't talk to Wang Daolin, and as soon as he talked to Wang Daolin, his whole body was Spartan, and he couldn't keep calm at all.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but Wang Daolin's next words made the evil fire he had just suppressed surge again.

"I can't bear to abuse you anymore if I fight once I lose once......" Wang Daolin muttered subconsciously.

In fact, he really didn't mean it, but Song Rui didn't think so.

Since the evil fire can't be suppressed, let him boil!

"Bang!"

Song Rui simply didn't restrain himself, and after getting the serve, he didn't say a word, it was a high ball in the backcourt full of anger!

It can be seen that Song Rui has indeed worked hard, and he can play such a deep serve at a young age, and no matter how accurate his ball control ability is, he can even achieve the effect of pressing the line.

It is worthy of being a master in a team second only to him, and his strength is really not on the same level as those shrimp soldiers and crab generals he met before!

It's a pity that Song Rui's opponent is him!

The strongest existence of a team, Wang Daolin!

"Next, let me take you to a feast of fear!" A glimmer of light flashed in Wang Daolin's eyes, staring earnestly at the pure white arc in the air.

Here it comes!

Wang Daolin's pupils shrank instantly when the ball entered his hitting range, his eyes moved with his heart, and his hands moved with his eyes!

"Whew!"

The racket in his left hand swings in the air with a whistling wind.

Song Rui's face was full of solemnity, although Wang Daolin's strength was so strong that he was not convinced, but his heart was blessed, in his opinion, Wang Daolin's return speed must be extremely fast! The trajectory of the ball is bound to be tricky!

Even he was ready to be slapped by Wang Daolin, but the next second he had round eyes, as if he had seen something incredible!

"Oops~"

Wang Daolin suddenly sighed, and then time seemed to stand still, and I saw that the racket was slowly moving from the side of the ball......

waved it over......

Past......

I'll go!

The ball hits the ground!

Scored? Why did Lao Tzu score from Wang Daolin's hands?

"What the hell are you!!" Song Rui roared, with a constipated expression on his face.

Lao Tzu waited for a long time, worried for a long time, you Wang Daolin didn't even touch the hair of the badminton!

It's okay to wave the air, so what's the difference...... Ah?

I won't say anything else, what the hell is that shy look on your face!

Are you still the same king I used to know?

It's so fake, hey!

Why don't you play with me!