The top table tennis team

Chapter 224 Strong Showdown

Time soon came to 10 o'clock in the morning, and the two team members entered the venue one by one following the introduction of the host.

At the same time, Ying Sha and Chu Shaoqin served as off-court coaches for both sides, standing on the side of their respective players. Chu Shaoqin looked at the little girl standing in front of him with mixed feelings.

She was his first apprentice, and if it weren't for what happened before, he really hoped that she could win, but in the face of national justice, his position could not be changed.

Thinking of the phone call he received in the morning, Chu Shaoqin felt a little doubtful.

"Coach, why are you looking at me like that?" Bu Xianjing felt that Chu Shaoqin was weird today. Various emotions were always flashing in his eyes, including inquiry and a hint of uncertainty.

"Xianjing, can you tell me what your original intention for playing basketball was?" Chu Shaoqin crossed his arms across his chest, and there was no emotion on his handsome face.

"Haha, of course it's because I like it", and there is also the dream that I have always been longing for since my youth, to stand beside the boy and see the world with him.

But the boy did not wait for her to grow up, and an outstanding girl already stood by his side.

The game started and the players were in position, ignoring Chu Shaoqin and Bu Xianjing as they entered the field.

There are many seats in the competition venue. Mizutani Jun is sitting in the last row of the audience, watching this strong confrontation. He is now very curious whether his judgment is correct.

Liang Zeyang was sitting in the audience, with a strange Chinese man beside him, but this man looked much taller than the average Asian man.

Although the two sat together, they had cold faces towards each other and no one spoke. Liang Zeyang was the coach of the men's singles. The men's singles match started half a day later than the women's singles, so he could find time to watch the match.

But when he was about to leave, a tall, unfamiliar Chinese man put his arm around his shoulders as he entered the venue and followed him in.

Just one look at Liang Zeyang and you'll know who plays the ghost.

Helplessly, Liang Zeyang could only put on a cold face and introduce this person to others as his good friend. However, Chu Shaoqin was very shrewd. When he saw the two of them standing together, he kept looking at them with inquiring eyes.

"Dear Liang, please don't be so cold," Peter spoke in strange Chinese into his ear.

Liang Zeyang continued to keep a cold face, not wanting to pay attention to this bastard who was causing trouble for him.

"Oh, you are angry again." Before he could finish his words, Liang Zeyang quickly covered his mouth and looked around. Fortunately, everyone's energy was focused on the game and no one was looking at them.

"Shut up and focus on the game," Liang Zeyang growled in his ear, trying not to let this guy affect his mood for watching the game.

Peter watched two players make a wonderful shot and then he calmed down and focused on watching the game. He has a special love for table tennis.

It’s just that my country really can’t compare with Country Z in this respect. After becoming friends with Liang Zeyang, I fell in love with this sport even more.

The game in the stadium has officially started. Bu Xianjing has gained the upper hand right from the start. The players on the team seem to know their teammates very well.

It was completely different from her usual temperament. She shot quickly and fiercely, trying her best to make the ball land in a way that allowed Xing Linghui to use her right shoulder to exert force.

The score of the first game quickly reached 10:5. It was Bu Xianjing's serve at this time. She made a quick attack and scored. At the same time, the ball was split into two halves by her powerful hit.

"There seems to be a grudge between the two of them." Although the game Peter watched was exciting, his brows were tightly furrowed, and it felt like they were not playing basketball, but fighting for their lives.

Liang Zeyang had investigated Bu Xianjing before, but didn't find out anything. He only knew that she seemed to have met Lin Yuen in private. But looking at her performance today, her fighting style was indeed impeccable, but she just used too much force.

Bu Xianjing won the first game. Chu Shaoqin, who was standing at the coaching desk, had no expression on his face. When he saw her walking towards him, he glanced at her elbow unintentionally with a mysterious look in his eyes.

He handed her the water for the athletes and said, “You did well just now. Keep up the hard work next time.”

Bu Xianjing's right elbow was aching slightly at this time because she had used too much force just now. She was planning to change her tactics and serve in the next game, but when she heard Chu Shaoqin's encouragement, a sweet feeling arose in her heart.

On the other side of the court, Ying Sha handed a towel and water to Xing Linghui. The two exchanged glances and understood each other. Ying Sha patted her on the shoulder, then smiled gently and said, "Well done. Keep doing this in this game."

"Hmm," Xing Linghui couldn't tell what she felt now. The words Chu Shaoqin and Ying Sha had said to her before the game kept echoing in her mind, and the heavy stone in her heart sank again and again.

The second game started soon. As Chu Shaoqin and Ying Sha expected, Bu Xianjing did not change her tactics and continued to serve hard. This time, Xing Linghui seemed to have mastered the opponent's rhythm.

He and Bu Xianjing could fight for several rounds over a ball, and the fight became more and more intense. After he used all his strength to hit a ball with his right elbow, the numbness in his elbow just now turned into a pain.

The score at this time was 15:14. Bu Xianjing had a serve game at the moment. She was expected to win the score, but her face changed drastically at first.

He looked up at Mizutani Jun on the table, gritted his teeth, and made a high lob to Xing Linghui, but the opponent spun it back. He then seized the opportunity and used Zhang Ji's unique move, the Overlord Twist. With this move, Xing Linghui couldn't find a landing point, and Bu Xianjing scored another point.

The score at this time was 2:0, but Bu Xianjing's face turned pale, while Xing Linghui looked relaxed and contented.

Peter, who was sitting in the stands, couldn't help but sigh, "Are the sportsmen from your country Z, regardless of whether they are men or women, so entertaining to watch?"

"Well, about that."

"The score is 2:0, and the remaining pressure will be very high. It seems that the person named Bu will be the one to advance in the end."

"Not necessarily," Liang Zeyang pondered for a moment and gave an opinion that was opposite to Peter's. The moment he saw Overlord twisting his body, he had this thought in his mind.

In these two games, Bu Xianjing seemed to be in an offensive posture, but Xing Linghui's ball was also attacking her right elbow.

The first two rows were too forceful, and Bu Xianjing's old injury might have relapsed. On the other hand, Xing Linghui and Ying Sha looked calm. They had arranged it this way on purpose.

As Liang Zeyang expected, there seemed to be a big reversal in the third game. Bu Xianjing's playing strength seemed to have weakened a lot, and her offensive posture also gradually weakened.

On the other hand, Xing Linghui played every ball very steadily and basically made no mistakes. Soon in the third game, Xing Linghui won the game with a big score of 11:6.

"Why didn't you hit her weak spot just now?" This is a competition arena. Knowing that the opponent's hand is injured, if you hit her weakness, your chances of winning will be much greater.

"Because she is my teammate," Xing Linghui said sincerely. She had already used a trick to cause her old injury to relapse, so she naturally would not attack her weaknesses, which would make her feel that she had won unfairly.

When Ying Sha heard the answer, she was stunned at first, and then she smiled. No wonder Yu Man once said that Xing Linghui was very similar to her. At first she thought it was just their playing styles, but now it seems that they have the same pursuit of table tennis.

He handed her a new glass of water, patted her on the shoulder, and signaled that she had done a great job.