Dominate the badminton world

Chapter 100
July 6, light rain.

The sky was very low under the clouds, and the gray convention and exhibition center was particularly conspicuous under the shadow of the cloud, like a huge beast, with its huge mouth open, it was constantly swallowing the athletes who came to participate in the competition.

When many men's singles athletes saw this majestic and depressing gymnasium, they felt heavy in their hearts, as if something was about to happen.

"This is an ominous sign. Is it possible that there are monstrous athletes appearing in this competition?" The athletes looked up at the dark sky, their hearts agitated, and they couldn't help feeling bored.

Wang Yu walked with the Sichuan team in the crowd, holding a red umbrella, which seemed out of tune with the gray and defeated colors around him.

"The weather here is really nice. It's summer, but autumn is breezy." Wang Yu smiled and walked beside Cheng Yanchen and Long Haotian with brisk steps.

Cheng Yanchen kept turning his eyes and shaking his head, looking at this beauty for a while, and that young lady for a while.

Long Haotian is much quieter, walking very upright, only when he meets a particularly beautiful girl, he will glance at it, and then immediately look away, always maintaining a nonchalant look.

When Wang Yu and the others came to the hall, with the lights on, it was very empty and there were a lot of seats, at least [-] spectators.

Because there will be badminton players from the national team participating in this competition, so there are quite a few people who come to watch, at least two or three thousand people.

During the opening ceremony, there were about [-] people standing in the entire competition area, including more than [-] athletes.

Wang Yu didn't wear the clothes of the national team, but the uniform of the Sichuan team, so it didn't attract the attention of others.

After the opening ceremony, everyone was cleared out of the competition area and could only sit in the auditorium and wait.

The competition adopts a round-robin match plus single elimination. Wang Yu and his men's singles have nearly a hundred players participating, and the round-robin match alone takes three or four days.

As Wang Yu's second seed in this competition, his opponents are very good. He had a match on the first day, and the three of them cycled. The other two only scored one or two points in Wang Yu's hands, and they were defeated Feather away.

For the next two days, Wang Yu had nothing to do and just watched the game.

Not surprisingly, Cheng Yanchen and Long Haotian qualified first in the group and qualified for the knockout round.

Time passed, and the game came to the afternoon of the fourth day. Wang Yu's opponent was a young man from the Henan team. He didn't know Wang Yu's background, so he smiled kindly at Wang Yu on the court.

He looked like a very friendly person, his eyebrows were comparable to Zhang Fei's, like a King Kong glaring at him. Although he was smiling, Wang Yu still felt that he had malicious intentions.

"My name is Zhang Sanpao, my friend. I hope you will try your best to fight, and don't let yourself have any regrets." The man's voice was rough, and he looked bold.

"Well, good." Wang Yu nodded with a smile.

The ball was in Wang Yu's hands. Seeing Zhang Sanpao standing up, Wang Yu immediately sent out the ball, and Zhang Sanpao's arm muscles swelled.

boom!
It was like pushing Wang Yu's backcourt with brute force.

boom!
Wang Yu's physical condition reflexed, and Zhang Sanpao's ball was intercepted with one beat, and the hammer hit the floor.

"So fast?" Zhang Sanpao was startled, as if glaring at Wang Yu, looking uncomfortable at Wang Yu.

……

"15-2."

Wang Yu jumped up high, and the racket in his hand was like the scythe of death, waving it for judgment.

boom!
Zhang Sanpao was dazzled by the speed of the ball, so he could only flick the racket indiscriminately, but it was useless, the ball hit the rubber floor and bounced backward.

"16-2."

……

"Out of bounds, change serve, 3 to 20."

Zhang Sanpao's brows were covered with sweat, and his hand holding the racket was trembling. As one of the best players in the provincial team, he only scored 3 points.

bang~
Zhang Sanpao sent the ball out of his hand and dropped it into the net.

"At the end of the first game, Wang Yu won, 21 to 3."

"Trough!" Zhang Sanpao slapped his thigh hard with the racket.

"Brother, are you the one who has just been promoted to the national team from the Sichuan team?" Zhang Sanpao seemed to have remembered something, and couldn't help asking.

Wang Yu smiled and said, "Haha, I was lucky enough to enter the national team."

"Damn..." Zhang Sanpao felt that he was not well.

"Don't he know that I'm the second seed? That's too careless!" Wang Yu muttered, shaking his head, "He also said that every round should be played as a final, but in the end he didn't even know who I was. "

"It turns out that the clown is actually me!" Zhang Sanpao walked off the field with a bitter face, sighed while drinking water, and said in a low voice, "I thought I was a seed player, but it turned out..."

In the second game, Zhang Sanpao adjusted his mentality after recognizing the situation clearly, and decided to try his best to play the game without letting himself regret.

The match between the two was over soon.

"competition is over."

"Wang Yu won the first game, 21 to 3, and the second game, 21 to 2."

"Hey..." Zhang Sanpao kept sighing, shook hands with Wang Yu with envy, and left the court with a look of reluctance.

Wang Yu also easily entered the top 32, and is waiting for tomorrow's round of 32 to advance to the top 16.

After the match, Wang Yu went to watch the match between Cheng Yanchen and Long Haotian, and saw that the two were full of energy and beat their opponents without temper.

In the end, they defeated their opponents 2-0 in the number of rounds and also entered the top 32.

In fact, the men's doubles competition is the fiercest, and it is very difficult for Cheng Yanchen and Long Haotian to achieve results.

The next day, cloudy.

Wang Yu's match was in the morning, and his opponent was a young man from the Guangxi team, with his grandmother's gray hair, who looked like a ruffian.

He knew that Wang Yu belonged to the national team, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

He thought that it would not be too difficult to deal with the second national team.

At the beginning of the game, this person was very violent, as long as Wang Yu took the ball, he would kill the ball.

Wang Yu saw that he liked to smash the ball, so he followed his will and kept giving him balls.

After 13 to 5, he couldn't kill anymore and started to lob the ball.

But he didn't kill him, but Wang Yu was not polite.

boom!
The ball whistled past his ears, making his scalp numb.

After Wang Yu seriously killed the first ball, he was dumbfounded.

"So fierce?"

After Wang Yu is serious, it means that the game will end soon.

In less than twenty minutes, the referee announced the end of the game.

"Wang Yu won the first game, 21 to 7, and the second game, 21 to 4."

Wang Yu entered the top 16, and Cheng Yanchen and the others also entered the top 16.

In the afternoon, Wang Yu played 16 to 8. Wang Yu's opponent was an old player of the Bayi team. This person was more skilled, not worse than Huang Yuxiang, but he was at least 25 years old.

However, he was still no match for Wang Yu, and Wang Yu finally sent him away with a score of 21 to 8 and 21 to 10.

He just said one thing.

"As expected of the national team!"

Wang Yu went all the way like a broken bamboo, and successfully entered the top 8.

Then wait to play tomorrow's 1/4 finals and 1/2 finals.

What made Wang Yu more happy was that Cheng Yanchen and Long Haotian also entered the top 8.

(End of this chapter)