Dominate the badminton world

Chapter 151 The Taste of Being Abused

Wang Yu sent the ball to the inner corner of Du Pengyu's front court, and Du Pengyu slapped the flying badminton towards Wang Yu's left back court.

Wang Yu immediately turned right and turned sideways, quickly came to the backcourt with small steps, took off, and re-killed the straight line.

boom!
The badminton was thrown straight to Du Pengyu's right half by Wang Yu, and Du Pengyu just took a step to the right and blocked the badminton to Wang Yu's left front.

Wang Yu smashed the ball to the net, stretched out his racket, and pushed Du Pengyu's right backcourt.

"Deadly attack your backhand." Du Pengyu immediately jumped sideways to the backcourt, hit a smash, and smashed the badminton towards Wang Yu's left half court.

Du Pengyu was guarding against Wang Yu's hook to block his backhand, but he didn't expect Wang Yu to block his own forehand again.

"Fix the ball first, then suddenly change the ball later, will I be caught off guard?" Du Pengyu seemed to be able to see through Wang Yu's thoughts. But he chose Wang Yu's left backcourt.

Wang Yu was slightly startled, he was indeed deceived by Du Pengyu's action, so he could only turn left and step out with his right foot, using a backhand.

"Hey, your backhand can only hit a straight line. If you want to be stable, there is a high probability that you will hit the front court." As Du Pengyu analyzed, Wang Yu hung the front court, and was hooked diagonally by Du Pengyu who was waiting. Wang Yu's right front court made Wang Yu rush to the right front.

"In this shot, you have no choice but to throw the net and pick the ball. I guess you pick my backhand backcourt." Once again, as Du Pengyu expected, Wang Yu stretched out his racket and picked Du Pengyu's left backcourt.

Du Pengyu kicked decisively to take off, jumped up, and whipped the racket in his hand.

boom!
The badminton was hit by Du Pengyu's good slash and hit Wang Yu's left half, but Wang Yu's body was tilted to the right half, and he missed the badminton.

"Sure enough, I still attack my backhand." Wang Yu thought that Du Pengyu would not follow the routine and kill the straight line again, but he did not expect that this time he killed a good diagonal ball.

"Change serve, 3 to 1."

"Good shot, Du Pengyu come on." The audience applauded.

After receiving the ball from Wang Yu, Du Pengyu looked at it and went to the serving referee to change a new ball.

Du Pengyu sent the ball to Wang Yu's No. 1 area. Wang Yu stretched out his racket and pushed Du Pengyu's backhand backcourt, but Du Pengyu kicked his body horizontally to the left, intercepted the ball with one shot, and killed the ball directly at Wang Yu left field area.

"4-1."

Wang Yu secretly sighed. He knew that there was a big gap between himself and the top athletes, but he still held back the use of super prediction, and decided that he would not use it in this round.

Wang Yu wanted to see how big the actual gap between himself and them was?
In the sixth round, after Du Pengyu served the ball, he fought Wang Yu for a few shots before the net. Then Du Pengyu picked the ball and picked it to Wang Yu's right backcourt, but it was out of bounds.

"out."

"Change serve, 2 to 4." Weak applause sounded.

Wang Yu picked up the badminton, walked to the front court, and sent the ball to Du Pengyu's No. 5 area.

Du Pengyu stretched out his racket, still rubbing Wang Yu's backhand corner, and the landing point was very close to the sideline, allowing Wang Yu to take a big step to catch the ball.

It was too late to hook the ball to the opposite corner. If it was played in the frontcourt, Du Pengyu was waiting eagerly. The only position that could be handled well was to pick Du Pengyu's right backcourt.

Wang Yu could only pick the ball. Du Pengyu naturally knew that Wang Yu could pick the ball, so he went to the backcourt first, and smoothly hit a diagonal smash that he was good at, and smashed the badminton to Wang Yu's right court.

The speed of the ball was very fast, so Wang Yu could only step quickly to the right field, and extended his racket to block the ball to Du Pengyu's left front field.

Du Pengyu smashed the ball to the net, with a brisk pace, and he extended his racket with ease to Wang Yu's right front court to make a transition, and then looked for an opportunity to make a surprise attack.

Wang Yu continued to rub Du Pengyu back, but Du Pengyu rubbed again.

"..." Wang Yu didn't expect Du Pengyu to continue rubbing the ball without following the routine, so he immediately stopped running back and was forced to take the ball, but the landing point was not very good, right behind Du Pengyu field.

Du Pengyu seized the opportunity, crossed to the backcourt, raised his body, and hit a fast one-shot heavy kill.

boom!
The ball was slammed by Du Pengyu to Wang Yu's right half court, Wang Yu hurriedly picked the ball again, and picked the ball to Du Pengyu's left back court.

After Du Pengyu landed, he kicked and jumped to the left backcourt immediately, accelerated suddenly, and broke out a super violent heavy kill.

boom!
The badminton was quickly smashed by Du Pengyu to Wang Yu's left half of the court, and he shot the ball in a diagonal line that he was proud of, so that the badminton fell very accurately near the sideline.

Wang Yu was shocked, and immediately dived out, still missing a little distance, unable to block the ball.

"Change serve, 5 to 2."

In this round, Du Pengyu didn't insist on attacking Wang Yu's backhand any more. The ball basically went to Wang Yu's right half of the court, making Wang Yu consciously downplay his defense against the left half of the court.

Until the last shot, Du Pengyu felt that the brainwashing was almost done, so he seized the opportunity and performed his special skill by surprise, killing the slash again and scoring.

"Strike, beautiful!" The applause from the audience was even more enthusiastic this time.

Wang Yu looked at the badminton in front of him, and there was some understanding in his eyes.

"Because I often use super anticipation and can know the opponent's return in advance, I seldom think about how to deal with the ball so as to suppress the opponent's return route. What I do is to hit the ball to the opponent's uncomfortable position. That's it."

"If things go on like this, my tactics and strategies cannot be improved. No matter how strong my skills are, without tactics, it is impossible to become a top badminton player."

"This is the biggest difference between me and them. They are thinking carefully about every ball, but I am just operating without brains, so I have no over-prediction, and it is impossible to beat them." This conclusion is actually deep in Wang Yu's heart. I already have the answer, but I just don't want to admit it.

"However, super-prediction is my talent, it is the window opened for me by God, so why must I be like other athletes, every ball is calculated in every detail?" Wang Yu picked up the badminton with his hands, Call Du Pengyu.

"They can calculate, which is also their talent. Everyone has their own differences, and I have my own differences. I don't need to be obsessed with being exactly the same as others." Wang Yu's eyes were bright, and he found his own answer. On the field, raise the racket, ready to receive the serve.

"However, it is not advisable to have no tactics at all, and a certain amount of training is still necessary." Wang Yu decided that in every future game, he would choose not to use super prediction for a round.

Du Pengyu sent the ball to Wang Yu's No. 2 area, and it fell to the left front corner.

Wang Yu stretched out his racket and rubbed Du Pengyu back to the net. Du Pengyu continued to rub the ball, which was very close to the net. Wang Yu could only pick the ball.

"Do you know where I'm going to kill this time?" Du Pengyu crossed to the backcourt, kicked up his body with force from the soles of his feet, and hit a smash that fell from the sky.

boom!
Wang Yu's defensive attention was on the left half of the court, but the badminton whizzed to Wang Yu's right side and passed under Wang Yu's racket.

"6-2."

wow wow wow~
Enthusiastic applause filled the audience.

"Is this what it feels like to be abused?" Wang Yu shook his head slightly, and couldn't help sighing.

Wang Yu scooped up the ball, passed it to Du Pengyu, and went to the right half court to continue to prepare for receiving the serve.

(End of this chapter)