The big devil in table tennis

Once again, Jianhua's racket swung violently, and the flight trajectory of the table tennis ball was like a magical arc, like a meteor streaking across the dark night sky, giving people a stunning visual enjoyment.

The pupils of the audience dilated instantly, staring closely at the trajectory of the table tennis ball, as if time had frozen.

At the moment the ball flew, a tense atmosphere filled the venue. It seemed that everyone could feel the power contained in table tennis.

The speed of the ball is getting faster and faster, and the powerful rotation makes the air seem to become heavier. The breath of the audience seems to be pulled by this force.

The opponent was not to be outdone, and he faced Jianhua's offensive without fear.

There was a hint of perseverance in his eyes. He clenched the table tennis racket in his hand and leaned forward slightly, preparing to attack.

The table tennis ball finally hit the opponent's racket, making a crisp explosion.

The opponent looked at the broken table tennis racket in his hand in shock and was stunned for a moment.

In the stadium, applause and cheers broke out one after another, and the audience stood up and applauded.

They witnessed a wonderful game, a moment they will never forget.

Han Yun jumped up excitedly in the audience, her face filled with a joyful smile.

She has never seen such amazing skills. It is simply amazing that Brother Jianhua can play such a ball when he is sick.

Jianhua was breathing heavily on the court, sweat dripping down his forehead.

There was a trace of exhaustion in his eyes, but there was no sign of relaxation.

Jianhua knew that the game was not over yet and he could not relax.

During this gap, Jianhua took a short rest.

Then the opponent picked up the table tennis racket again, with a cold look in his eyes.

He deeply understood that he could not lose to Jianhua.

This blow made him understand Jianhua's strength, and he was determined to give it a try.

The game continued, and the venue once again fell into a tense atmosphere.

The table tennis balls danced on the stage, like the light and shadow of two sharp blades intertwined.

Every shot is full of power and speed, and every swing shows the wisdom and skill of the players.

The audience's eyes were firmly fixed on the court, and their moods fluctuated as the game progressed.

Sometimes, Jianhua's skills excite them, and sometimes, their opponents' counterattacks frighten them.

Halfway through the time, Jianhua felt exhausted.

The intensity of playing has weakened slightly, but Jianhua knows that he cannot relax.

He knew that he was fighting for his dream, and he could not live up to everyone's expectations, especially his mother in heaven.

Soon, Jianhua regained his strength, but his opponent's offensive became more and more fierce, and he attacked Jianhua mercilessly.

But Jianhua always remained calm, with a tenacious light shining in his eyes.

He rises to the challenge of his opponents.

On the playing field, the audience held their breath and watched the two players on the stage nervously.

The ball flew out and time seemed to freeze.

The table tennis ball drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed on the opponent's court.

The opponent ran over tiredly, reaching out to strike back.

However, he misjudged the spin and power of the ball.

The table tennis ball bypassed his racket and flew straight to the edge of the venue.

The audience erupted in awe.

However, he misjudged the spin and power of the ball.

The table tennis ball bypassed his racket and flew straight to the edge of the venue.

The audience erupted in awe.

The moment the ball left the table tennis racket, the atmosphere on the court suddenly became tense.

Jianhua's heartbeat quickened as he stared at the trajectory of the ball, trying to predict where it would land.

However, the ball's speed and spin were far beyond his expectations and he was completely unable to react.

The ball flew past the side of his body and flew rapidly towards the edge of the stadium.

The audience's eyes were focused on the little ball in flight, and it seemed as if the entire venue fell into silence.

When the ball touched the edge, it made a muffled sound and then fell silently to the ground.

The venue immediately burst into warm applause and cheers.

At 7:5, Jianhua was two points behind before, but now it is still two points short of a tie.

The game became more intense and a tense atmosphere filled the venue.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Jianhua's face, knowing that he had just missed an opportunity to equalize the score.

But Jianhua didn't give up!

He tightened his grip on the racket's handle and refocused.

The players on the opposite side looked at Jianhua in shock, not expecting that he could send the ball back steadily.

The crowd in the stadium also cheered for his performance, inspiring him to continue fighting.

The referee gave Jianhua another chance to serve. He stabilized his mind, took a deep breath, and concentrated all his power on the racket.

The racket sliced ​​through the air, and the table tennis ball flew out like an arrow from the string, flying towards the opposite side with strong rotation and speed.

The player on the opposite side had serious eyes, and he met the powerful serve without fear.

Their racquets collided together, making a crisp sound.

The ball flew back and forth on the court at a dizzying speed.

The two players each used various skills and tactics and tried their best to compete for every score.

Han Yun frowned tightly in the audience, and her heartbeat began to speed up, as if a deer was running.

She looked anxiously at the scoreboard of the table tennis match, which showed the number 7:5.

This number seems to be a cliff separating Brother Jianhua from victory.

She bit her lip tightly, her eyes full of worry.

She knew that this game was of great significance to Jianhua and was a key battle for him to reach the top.

However, his physical strength was constantly being consumed, becoming weaker and weaker like a burning flame.

She turned her eyes to Li Yu, hoping to find a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

She said nervously: "Sister Li Yu, Brother Jianhua's physical strength is getting worse and worse now. He is still two points behind his opponent."

Li Yu took a deep breath, knowing the importance of this moment.

There was a trace of determination in her eyes, and she said, "Han Yun, don't worry, we just need to watch closely."

Han Yun nodded. She knew that everything was unknown now, and the only thing they could do was to quietly watch the progress of the game. She looked at Jianhua standing in front of the table. There were beads of sweat on his forehead, but his eyes were still firm, like steel.

The table tennis balls flew back and forth fiercely on the table, and the collision of rackets echoed in the air.

Han Yun stared closely at the trajectory of each ball, her heart beating as each ball landed.

She could feel that every swing of Jianhua's racket was full of strength and determination. Although his body was injured, his fighting spirit remained unbreakable.

Then as time passed, the score gradually approached an 8:8 draw.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was tense and exciting, and everyone was paying full attention to everything on the table.

Han Yun did not dare to be distracted at all. Her eyes seemed to be lenses, accurately capturing the moment of every hit.

Her palms were soaked with sweat, but she didn't notice.

Suddenly, Jianhua let out a low cry, his eyes shining with perseverance.

The table tennis racket in his hand drew an arc, and the ball flew towards his opponent.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze and the entire stadium fell silent.

The ping pong ball hit the floor hard, making a dull impact.

The number on the scoreboard became 9:8, Jianhua won the goal.

"Brother Jianhua, we won again."

Han Yun couldn't help shouting excitedly. Her voice was full of cheers and excitement. She clasped her hands together and couldn't help but jump up.

Her eyes stared at Jianhua without blinking, and her heart was filled with joy.

On the court, Jianhua put away his previous attitude and smiled slightly.

It was a sharp contrast to him who was sick.

However, his opponent's expression was a bit displeased. He was silent for a while, put away his dissatisfaction, and looked at Jianhua with a provocative look.

Jianhua is not afraid at all!

He gripped the table tennis racket again and prepared to serve.

At the same time, Han Yun in the audience blinked. She took a deep breath and felt this exciting moment.

The ball was flying in the air, and Jianhua's movements were like flowing water. His skills were skillful and flexible, and every hit carried an irresistible power.

The opponent tried his best to parry, and his figure moved quickly. He quickly changed positions and responded flexibly. The interplay between balls was like a dance.

The table tennis ball made a sharp sound on the table, and made a crisp bouncing sound when it landed.

9:8, Jianhua 9.

Seeing the score, his opponent was not to be outdone. A trace of determination appeared on his face. He gritted his teeth and tried to seize every opportunity.

The atmosphere on the court became increasingly tense. The spectators outside the court exchanged glances and felt each other's excitement and nervousness.

The ball flew through the air quickly, Jianhua's eyes were fixed on the ball, and he concentrated all his strength on this ball.

The ball bounced, and Jianhua instantly jumped into the air. His body rotated in the air, the racket drew a perfect arc, and the ball flew towards his opponent.

The opponent's eyes were fixed on the ball, filled with anxiety and tension.

His arm swung stiffly, but the ball missed his racket and flew out of the court.

The table tennis racket in his hand drew an arc, and the ball flew towards his opponent.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze and the entire stadium fell silent.

The player on the opposite side also showed no weakness, his eyes revealed perseverance and determination.

He will not let Jianhua score easily, he wants to prove his strength.

The table tennis ball shuttles quickly across the field, and the figures of the players continue to flash in the flight path of the ball.

Their skills are skilled and precise, and every return shot is full of power and speed.

The hearts of the audience accelerated. They felt as if they were in the competition venue and felt the blood and sweat radiating from the players.

Finally, a piercing scream broke the tense atmosphere.

The game has entered the most critical moment. The players on the stage are tense and sweat is dripping from their foreheads.

The audience was also extremely nervous. Their eyes were fixed on the table tennis balls on the stage, as if they could see the hard work and determination of the players.

The table tennis balls on the court flew quickly and slowly, and the collision between the racket and the ball made a crisp sound.

The players' movements became faster and faster, and every return shot was full of power and speed. Their figures flashed in the flight path of the ball, as if they had turned into a blurry shadow.

The hearts of the audience in the audience accelerated, and their eyes were fixed on the competition on the stage.

They felt as if they were in the competition venue and felt the blood and sweat radiating from the players.

They cheered for the players, their voices resounded throughout the competition venue, and the atmosphere was tense and intense.

Bang, the score became 9:9 again.

At this time, the players all felt an inexplicable weakness because they had been fighting for several hours and their physical and mental strength had reached their limits.

The coach standing on the sidelines also felt extremely pressured. His brows were furrowed and sweat dripped from his forehead. He knows that this point determines the outcome of the game, is also related to the national team, and is also related to Jianhua's body.

The coach could only take a deep breath and try to stay calm.

He looked at the players on the field, watching their calm expressions.

Their eyes revealed a firm and unyielding will, which greatly encouraged Jianhua.

He decided to give the players some encouragement and support. He walked to the sidelines and prepared to communicate with them.

He cleared his throat and shouted with all his strength: "Come on! Jianhua, you are the best! No matter you win or lose, you are already the winner!"

His voice broke through the silence of the stadium and reached Xuan Jianhua's ears.

They raised their heads and saw Jianhua's firm eyes and smiling face.

A new strength came over them, and they cheered up.

The game started again, and the players on the field devoted themselves to the game.

The table tennis ball shuttles quickly across the court, and the figures of the players flash like ghosts in the flight path of the ball. Their movements are smooth and precise, and every return shot is full of power and speed.

The hearts of the audience were racing and they were glued to the competition on the stage.

They seemed to be fighting together with the players, fighting for the last point. Their eyes shone with anticipation and hope. They cheered for the players, their voices resounded throughout the competition venue, and the atmosphere was tense and intense.

A piercing scream broke the tense atmosphere again, and the ping-pong ball flew into the opponent's open space.

The player who hit the ball stared intently at the trajectory of the ball, his heart beating so fast, and his eyes full of determination and perseverance.

The ball flew towards the opponent's open space. The opponent's player hesitated for a moment, fell back and tried to return the ball.

However, the ball went beyond his prediction and flew out of his reach.

The ping pong ball broke through the air and flew into the opponent's open space at an amazing speed.

Jianhua quickly took advantage of this opportunity and launched a counterattack.

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