The fight between Wang Daolin and Song Rui was undoubtedly the highlight of the day, and everyone looked absent-minded, their eyes focused on the court where they were.

At this moment, this game is not just a simple physical test, but a battle to determine who is standing at the top of the pyramid of a team, and it is also a battle of will and spirit that is related to the dignity of the two!

When choosing a side, Song Rui got the right to serve.

It stands to reason that in badminton, table tennis or tennis, the first side to serve will often have an active advantage.

However, in the case of a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, in fact, even if the weaker side gets the serve, it often does not help, because they simply cannot grasp the initiative.

For example, now, Song Rui launched a fierce attack on Wang Daolin like crazy after serving!

Song Rui knew very well that Wang Daolin could not get the ball, and he knew even more that with his current strength, the chances of winning against Wang Daolin were slim, so he must firmly hold the initiative in his own hands to have a glimmer of life.

"I can't lose, I can't lose!" Song Rui roared in his heart, waving the racket in his hand again and again, and the scene was very lively for a while, and the sound of the ball and the racket colliding was endless......

Song Rui's offensive is just thunder and rain, and other people may have been frightened by his intensive offensive a long time ago, but Wang Daolin is an old man, how can he be frightened by a hairy boy, he seems very calm, even a little too calm!

He was expressionless from beginning to end, as if he was not facing a living person, but a serving machine!

It was very easy to block every ball of Song Rui.

Gao Meng's eyes have not moved away from Wang Daolin's court, Song Rui's performance made a trace of disappointment flash in his eyes, not so much that Wang Daolin performed well, but that Song Rui's performance was too bad.

When facing Wang Daolin again, Song Rui's mentality was already messed up, even if he could have beaten Wang Daolin, but in this situation, he could not win, and ten percent of his strength could not be exerted at this moment.

"Wang Daolin, this kid, is simply playing Song Rui as a monkey!" Luo Qiang's voice came faintly from Gao Meng's ears, and although his tone was flat, there was a faint smug emotion in it.

"I said that when I asked you about Wang Daolin's training progress before, you didn't want to tell me, but now I know, what a big surprise." Gao Meng glanced at Luo Qiang and said.

Luo Qiang smiled faintly, flipped through the information in his hand, and said slowly: "After the first training, I gave Wang Daolin a test.

The comprehensive rating of muscle strength is C-, including endurance C-, explosiveness C-, flexibility C-, maximum oxygen uptake C-, and body fat rate 21%.

The data of 5C can be called the waste wood of waste firewood! ”

"I know this!" Gao Meng said.

Luo Qiang smiled, lowered his head and continued to turn the next page: "Just yesterday, he completed the first stage of training.

The comprehensive rating of muscle strength is B-, including endurance C+, explosiveness B+, flexibility B-, maximum oxygen uptake C+, and body fat rate 17%......"

"So much progress?" Gao Meng was shocked when he heard this, this is an all-round leap, it has such a good effect in just one week, there are still three weeks before the school sports meeting, if Wang Daolin can go further in those three weeks, it will be difficult for him to lose the position of head coach!

"Found a treasure...... Gao Meng's eyes were a little distracted, looking at Wang Daolin and muttering.

On the field, Wang Daolin was just passively blocking Song Rui's ball from the beginning, and he could even find that he hadn't even moved his footsteps much!

"He's releasing water?" The others are not blind, everyone under Wang Dao can feel it, and Song Rui, as an opponent, naturally feels it more deeply.

Wang Daolin obviously seized the opportunity to attack many times, but he just didn't attack, just blocked the ball back and didn't follow.

And the position where Wang Daolin returns the ball is in a position that makes him play very comfortably, and he is simply feeding the ball!

"Wang Daolin, you ...... It's too much of a deception! In Song Rui's opinion, Wang Daolin's approach was simply humiliating him!

But even if he knew this, he didn't have anything to do with Wang Daolin, because no matter how sharp he thought his offensive was, he was dissolved by Wang Daolin one by one, and he couldn't take a step beyond the thunder pool at all.

This is a completely different feeling from the neat and pure abuse he had when he fought Wang Daolin for the first time, Wang Daolin was torturing him at all!

The sound of the racket colliding with the ball was like a slap in the face.

Wang Daolin just wanted to say: I fed you the ball like this, and you still can't take me, waste!

Sure enough, as soon as he thought so, Wang Daolin spoke: "Are you a girl or what, you don't have any strength to play!" ”

Even if he had guessed that Wang Daolin would say this, his eyes were still red when Wang Daolin really said it: "Wang Daolin, don't be too complacent!" ”

"Smug?" Wang Daolin continued to feed the ball to Song Rui's hand one by one, and then sneered: "You should be more proud when you beat Song Xiaobao, right?" I can't be proud, I don't have the slightest sense of accomplishment in abusing a piece of garbage, and I yawn straight away! ”

Saying that, Wang Daolin also made a yawning motion, which is naked ignorance!

Song Rui was even angrier in his heart, but then he laughed and his eyes changed.

"Wang Daolin, you can only take advantage of the moment to be proud for a while." Song Rui said coldly.

Song Rui's performance made Wang Daolin a little surprised, he thought that Song Rui would be furious after listening to his words, but Song Rui didn't.

"What trick does he want to play?" He thought in his heart, you know, there is still a net between him and Song Rui, even if Song Rui has any tricks, he can't use it, right?

However, in the next second, Song Rui made a completely different move from before!

I saw Song Rui look at the ball that was shooting towards him after he returned the ball, his knees bent slightly, and then jumped up directly.

"He's going to kill the ball?" Wang Daolin suddenly understood something when he saw Song Rui's actions, and it seemed that Song Rui came prepared.

As far as he knows, they don't have a training course on killing the ball at the moment, so there is only one explanation for Song Rui's killing posture at this moment.

He taught himself how to kill the ball!

Indeed, Song Rui began to practice his skills hard after losing to Wang Daolin last time, and it is impossible to make much progress in other aspects in a short period of time, so Song Rui has done some training for killing balls during this time, and it has already achieved certain results.

At this time, Song Rui's body slowly rose in the air, and just when he rose to the highest point, he stopped his return ball, and killed the ball back with a "bang"!

Wang Daolin was still thinking about what tricks Song Rui would play at first, but when he saw Song Rui's actions, he relieved himself, and looked at Song Rui's kill, and he sneered in his heart.

If a beginner is faced with a smash, he may be in a hurry, but Song Rui's smash is not a threat at all in his eyes.

Not to mention that the ball landed too deep, the speed was as slow as a turtle crawling in his eyes, and it could be easily blocked!

It's just a child's play!

"If you think you can beat me with a half-baked kill ball like yours, then I can only say that you are too naïve!" Wang Daolin thought in his heart.

The movement on the feet is not slow, and a single step will appear on the landing point of the ball, and swing the racket directly!

"Bang!"

Hit back!

But in the next second, he was stunned, and the onlookers were also stunned, Gao Meng and Luo Qiang glanced at each other, and said in unison:

"No...... Won't it......"