Chapter Ninety-Nine: Killing "Eight Hundred" and Destroying Yourself "One Thousand"

All eyes were on the ping pong ball flying in the air, and a second later, it finally fell. The ball flew towards the outside of the table, and suddenly when it approached the table, a slight change of direction brushed the edge!

This ball actually came to the stage!

Wang Liqin didn't expect it, Liu Guoliang didn't expect it, the audience didn't expect it, and the audience in front of the TV didn't expect it!

The edge of the ping-pong ball changed direction again and fell rapidly, Wang Liqin looked at the ball blankly, without the slightest reaction.

At 10:10, the score is tied!

At this time, Ye Hao exhaled heavily, and his heart was relieved, "I almost died, I walked away from the ghost gate once." ”

Ye Hao, who escaped the catastrophe, had palpitations, he still did not get out of the predicament, and he was still one game behind his opponent in the total score. The next ball was replaced by Wang Liqin's serve, he took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down and get out of the loss of the "dribble ball" just now.

Ye Hao's eyes were staring at the opposite side at this time, and as soon as Wang Liqin's ball was issued, "Half out!" Opportunity! ”。 Ye Hao, who judged the landing point of this ball, decisively started and swung his racket to attack. The ping-pong ball was like a bolt of lightning, slashing towards the opposite table, towards Wang Liqin's backhand position. This is Ye Hao's magic weapon to win at the beginning of the game, of course he must continue to persevere, chase the opponent's backhand onslaught, and wait until he forces out the flaw, and then use his forehand to kill.

Wang Liqin was forced to choke enough by this extremely fast return, and barely backhanded the ball back to the table. However, what awaits him is a faster, more powerful backhand attack.

"The ball is high!" Ma Lin, who was fighting outside the field, couldn't help but scream after seeing Wang Liqin's next board return, Chen Qi, Kong Linghui, Wang Hao and others who were sitting beside him all changed their faces, obviously everyone was not optimistic that Wang Liqin could keep this point.

Wang Liqin himself knew that the next cricket was not easy to deal with, so he simply decided to gamble, stride forward, and protect his forehand, as for the backhand, he couldn't scruple about it. However, after Ye Hao watched Wang Liqin's movements, the racket that was originally swinging to the left changed direction, and instead swung it to the middle and chased the ball!

At 11:10, Ye Hao overtook the score and got the game point.

It was time for Ye Hao to serve, Wang Liqin cautiously pulled the ball up, and both sides could not afford to lose this ball. Ye Hao won, the total score was equalized, and the two sides returned to the same running line again; Wang Liqin won, the score of this game was equalized, and there was still a chance to solve the battle in this game.

The two of you go back and forth, and after seven or eight rounds, Wang Liqin took the lead, and the ping-pong ball shot out like a cannonball. Not to be outdone, Ye Hao also used his whole body solution, "Ping", and the ball was counterattacked at a faster speed. Seeing this, Wang Liqin decided to increase his strength and increase the output of firepower. However, after the ball was knocked out, Wang Liqin felt bad, the power of the ball was too great, and the arc was too high!

"I hope to be on stage." Wang Liqin's heart was bottomless, and the ball flew towards the table in front of Ye Hao under his gaze.

Ye Hao stared at the incoming ball and judged that it should be an out-of-bounds ball, but he didn't dare to relax. "In case it's a sideline, it's going to be a marginal ball!"

As a result, the ping-pong ball was only one centimeter away from the outside of the table, and it flew past the ground.

At 12:10, Ye Hao won the sixth game! The aggregate score was tied at 3:3.

"This semi-final is really tragic!"

"Who says it's not, it's all the Chinese team, isn't this equivalent to cannibalism?"

"There is a final tomorrow, I have spent so much physical strength today, I am afraid that I will take advantage of foreigners tomorrow!"

After all, in their opinion, it doesn't matter who wins or loses whether it is Ye Hao or Wang Liqin, as long as they can win tomorrow's men's singles final and let the gold medal be in hand.

The tiebreaker begins.

Ye Hao served first, Wang Liqin received the ball and immediately attacked, and the two entered the stage of stalemate. I don't know if it was Ye Hao's luck, or Wang Liqin was affected by the success of the previous game, and Ye Hao actually had an advantage in this game.

2:1,

3:2,

4:2,

6:4,

8:6,

9:8,

Ye Hao was always able to maintain a one- or two-point lead and brought the advantage to the end of the tiebreaker. The next ball is Ye Hao's serve, which is an extremely important serve, and winning it is the match point!

"Be conservative? It's still a fight! ”

Ye Hao chose the latter, holding a one-point lead in his hand, he chose to take the initiative and sent a backhand billiard. Wang Liqin's reaction was very fast, and when he saw this situation, he immediately waved back, ready to attack. However, the moment the racket touched the ball, he found that the ball was spun extremely fast, and the power of the spin was much more powerful than Wang Liqin expected. However, Wang Liqin is also a veteran in the table tennis world, and he immediately increased the upward angle of the racket, rubbing and rubbing desperately, trying to cancel out the downspin of the ball.

The result was that Wang Liqin succeeded, but Ye Hao was also ready to turn sideways early, waiting for a while.

Table tennis!

With a heavy hitting sound, Ye Hao rushed violently. Wang Liqin had no choice but to put the high ball. Ye Hao hit two violent dunks in a row, and Wang Liqin was embarrassed by this continuous heavy punch. Finally, Ye Hao's third violent dunk followed, Wang Liqin couldn't resist it anymore, his return ball flew high, but he was not able to get on the stage, but flew directly to the sidelines.

10:8, Ye Hao's match point is in hand!

Wang Liqin served, Ye Hao received a short hair and wanted to transition a ball. However, Wang Liqin suddenly burst out, pick quickly! Succeed!

At 10:9, Ye Hao lost the first match point.

Time out! Ye Hao chose to use the only pause opportunity at this time. "Whew, whew", Ye Hao was gasping for breath, and the fierce battle of the seven rounds made his physical strength reach the limit. The pause was short, and after this momentary break, Ye Hao had to return to the court again.

"Success or failure is here!" Ye Hao made up his mind to settle the battle in this ball.

Wang Liqin continued to serve, and Ye Hao did not choose to make a short transition, but directly grabbed the hand, trying to seize the opportunity. However, Wang Liqin is like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, with tenacious vitality, and gradually this ball was dragged into a long round of stalemate.

Field.

"I don't know who can win this ball." Liu Guoliang sighed as he looked at the stalemate on the field.

"No matter who wins, tomorrow's final will be a tough battle!" Wu Jinping on the side sighed.

Hearing Wu Jinping's words, Liu Guoliang couldn't help but smile bitterly. Ye Hao and Wang Liqin are competing with each other, and it can be said that they both lose.

on the field.

The confrontation continues, and the ball has been played back and forth for a full twenty years, and there is still no winner or loser. Wang Liqin's holding ability is not blown, he is tall and strong, and his physical strength is superior, and he still maintains a steady breathing after seven rounds. On the contrary, Ye Hao on the opposite side was already out of breath, and it was difficult to ride a horse, so he could only hold on.

"No, we can't go on like this. Otherwise I will be dragged to death sooner or later! Ye Hao knew in his heart that he had to take the lead in changing, and with the passage of time and the increase in the number of rounds, the opponent's advantage would expand more and more.

Forcibly change the line! Ye Hao took a risk and directed the direction of the attack at Wang Liqin's backhand position. In this regard, Wang Liqin also understood Ye Hao's intentions, and desperately turned sideways to continue to attack, putting pressure on Ye Hao, but he didn't want to fight against him for his backhand strength.

I'll do it again, or in the backhand direction! Ye Hao also fought hard, and directly used his backhand to Wang Liqin's forehand sideways. "I'll see how long you can turn sideways!" Ye Hao's heart thought viciously.

As Ye Hao's backhand attack gradually widened the angle, Wang Liqin's sideways became more and more difficult. Suddenly, Ye Hao pumped the ball with a backhand again, and the force was so great that after hitting the ball, the racket flew out and fell to the ground.

Ye Hao's eyes were fixed on the ball, he was already dead, just to see if he could come back to life! At this time, it was too late to pick up the racket, so Ye Hao simply stood still, waiting for the final result of this ball.

Wang Liqin faced the ball from this tricky angle and fierce backhand direction, but still chose to make a sideways forehand to the board. He was skeptical that he would be able to take the ball with his backhand.

"Bang!" Wang Liqin instinctively felt that something was wrong, and it turned out that the table tennis ball hit the side edge of the racket. Looking at the ball flying high, Wang Liqin suddenly had all the strength of his body drained. "Lost!" The thought crossed his mind.

What about Ye Hao, who won?

There was no roar, no celebration, after seeing the table tennis ball fly off, Ye Hao, who knew that the victory was in hand, immediately collapsed on the court. It can really be described as a crushing victory, killing "eight hundred" enemies and losing "one thousand"!

"Tired, really tired!" This was Ye Hao's only thought at this time.