"That...... I'm sorry, I'm not very skilled with my left hand......" Wang Daolin said weakly.

As soon as Wang Daolin said this, Song Rui's gaze suddenly moved to Wang Daolin's clapping hand, and he looked at it for two seconds in a daze before noticing that Wang Daolin was fighting him with his left hand, and he had the impression that Wang Daolin didn't seem to be left-handed, could it be ......

"You're asking me?" Song Rui tilted his head in disbelief and questioned Wang Daolin, he felt that his self-esteem had been hit hard.

"Who told you?" Wang Daolin's first half of the sentence just made his face look a little better, but Wang Daolin's next words made his brows stand up again.

"I just can't bear to abuse you." Wang Daolin said casually.

Damn, this is the same as not saying it!

stabbed Lao Tzu in his self-esteem, I thought you were going to pull out the knife, but who knew that you stabbed three inches in it!

"Get out!" Song Rui roared: "Don't be a hippie smiling face with me, use all your strength to fight me!" ”

Song Rui's disagreement and roar startled Wang Daolin, and while pursing his lips, his face also showed a trace of dissatisfaction.

"All respect is earned by oneself, and the premise of all respect is strength." While Wang Daolin said this seriously, a momentum that made Song Rui daunted inexplicably rose on his body!

Song Rui took two steps back under Wang Daolin's momentum and looked at him with a shocked expression.

trembling voice: "You mean, my strength is not worthy of your respect?" ”

"Congratulations, you got it right." Wang Daolin said a little coldly: "If you want me to use all my strength to respect you, first drive me to a dead end!" ”

After Wang Daolin's words, Song Rui calmed down, glanced at Wang Daolin deeply, and stopped talking.

He is not stupid, although what Wang Daolin said is ugly, it makes sense.

Respect and equality themselves are based on strength, and he doesn't believe that Wang Daolin can hide when he is forced to a dead end!

Since the last ball was scored, this ball is still in Song Rui's right to serve, and he doesn't talk nonsense, it's still the same action, the same serve.

High ball at the back!

However, this ball Song Rui learned the lessons of the previous goal, or was stimulated by the words he said earlier, and the ball fell significantly deeper!

"This kid is making such a fast progress!" Wang Daolin secretly praised in his heart, and he didn't dare to slack off in his heart.

The last ball was in a hurry, so the action of swinging the racket will be deformed and there will be a farce of swinging the empty racket, Song Rui is improving on the court, why is he not?

"Bang!"

After calming down, there was no low-level mistake like the previous goal, and finally caught it steadily!

However, this ball is still a little miserable in the eyes of the audience, and it is played back, but it is swaying, the speed is slow, and the words fast, accurate, and ruthless are not seen at all in Wang Daolin's return ball.

It's not like a ball that an athlete can play, but like someone who has just learned badminton.

"What is Wang Daolin doing here, how can he fight like this?" Zhuang Jingyi, who had just arrived at the training hall, found Wang Daolin's figure from more than ten courts at a glance, and said with a look of disbelief.

Zhuang Jingyi is naturally indispensable to Wang Nanxiang, these two sisters have always been inseparable, of course, they are also accompanied by Su Qingyun, a big beauty.

"Wang Daolin's strength is like this?" Su Qingyun just glanced at the field, then turned his head and looked at Zhuang Jingyi and Wang Nanxiang with a strange expression.

At this level, even she is not as good as her!

Wang Nanxiang cursed Wang Daolin one hundred and eighty times in her heart with some embarrassment, isn't this slut usually very powerful, why is it so weak that even Song Rui can't beat it now!

Just as they were pondering how to explain it, suddenly there was a burst of boos from the surrounding audience, which immediately attracted their attention.

"This ......" Wang Nanxiang immediately covered her face when she saw the scene on the field.

Hang the net!

Wang Daolin's goods are actually hanging on the net!

Isn't it true that a master should kill everything in seconds! What kind of master are you!

It's a shame that I praised you in front of my aunt, what else does this explain! I can't wash it in vain!

Wang Daolin didn't know that there were many people in the audience who were paying attention to this game, so he just lowered his head and waved his racket.

His eyes flickered, his brows furrowed, and he muttered, "Huh? Damn, the dish has to pick its feet, why is it deformed again? ”

"Wang Daolin, are you sure you don't change your right hand?" Song Rui's voice came, full of sarcasm.

Song Rui's voice was not concealed, and it clearly reached the ears of Wang Nanxiang and the others on the stage, and they all showed a clear look.

"It turns out that Wang Daolin hit with his left hand, no wonder he is so weak today." Wang Nanxiang said suddenly.

Su Qingyun's face showed a thoughtful look, and said, "So the left hand is not his dominant hand?" ”

"Hmm." Wang Nanxiang said: "He used to play with his right hand, he is right-handed, but I can't understand why Wang Daolin plays with his left hand, is he looking down on Song Rui?" ”

"Probably not." Su Qingyun lowered his head and said: "As far as I know, there are many well-known masters in the world who change from the right hand to the left hand, and some people say that the defensive holes of the left hand are naturally fifteen percent less than that of the right hand, he should be aware of this, so he wants to change his habitual hand, right?" ”

"But even with his right hand, he's already very powerful, and I haven't seen anything more powerful than him! I have a guess if he had an injury to his right hand? Zhuang Jingyi couldn't help but glance at Wang Daolin worriedly when she said this, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that her guess was right.

Of course, if she knew that Wang Daolin, a slut, was just idle and wanted to make it more difficult for herself, I am afraid she would have a different kind of look.

on the field.

Wang Daolin glanced at Song Rui lightly, and said indifferently: "You just won me two goals and started to get carried away?" You're not even close! ”

"Then I'll see how long you can be stubborn!" Song Rui snorted coldly, no longer talking nonsense with Wang Daolin, and started with a high ball in the backcourt.

Wang Daolin didn't bother to talk nonsense, Song Rui's strength had indeed become stronger, which he could feel even if he didn't use his left hand.

But even so, he never had the idea of changing his right hand.

Admittedly, he switched to using his left hand at first with the idea of adding some difficulty to himself, but then he realized something more important.

Just like Su Qingyun said, left-handed people naturally have 15% fewer defensive holes than their right hand, and among beginners, children who juggle the ball for the first time are obviously more stable with their left hand than with their right hand, and generally have a stronger ability to shoot with their left hand.

Although there is no scientific basis for all this to convince everyone, it is true that most of his existences at the top of the feather arena in his previous life were left-handed.

And one thing is for sure, that is, in singles, if he uses his left hand and the opponent uses his right hand, then his forehand can just kill the opponent's backhand!

As we all know, the backhand has always been the biggest headache for all badminton players.

In his previous life, because he was too old, the muscle gap and coordination were difficult to change.

But his current age happens to be in a very malleable period, so this left hand is ......

He has to practice, and he has to practice if he doesn't!