Dominate the badminton world

Chapter 208 The Actor Delayed by Badminton

"Damn it, I'm the most physically fit member of our team, yet... I was beaten into cramps, I'm so unwilling!" Lin Youxian was lying on the stretcher, looking at the dome, the corners of his eyes were dripping with sweat or tears.

Since Lin Youxian retired due to injury, Wang Yu directly entered the round of 16.

On September 9th, Wang Yu's opponent in the round of 5 was Wang Ziwei, a rookie from the Taiwan provincial team. This competition is also the first time for Wang Yu to participate in an international competition other than the youth competition, and it is his debut.

"Although this is the first time for me to participate in this kind of competition, you only started to participate in the international competition in April this year. If I can defeat you in the top 4 and step on you, I will definitely become famous in the first battle!" Wang Ziwei was at the side of the field and glanced at Wang Yu who was putting the ball bag. His whole body was filled with a high fighting spirit, like a newborn calf.

Wang Yu, as the most popular existence among the new badminton players, is the focus of this year's badminton world. There are a large number of newcomers eager to rise like Wang Yu, and some people hope to defeat him and inherit his glory.

And Wang Ziwei is one of these people. He felt that Wang Yu came to this competition alone, and he came to give him a wedding dress. He was very excited.

"Hey, it would be great if I met him in the first round. Let him swim in the first round. That would be shocking enough." Wang Ziwei had a slight regret on his face, and walked onto the court with a racket full of confidence.

Wang Yu still had a calm face, took out his racket, and walked onto the field wearing a set of orange and white uniforms.

"Wang Yu, come on!"

Amidst the shouts of the audience, the heroic Wang Yu, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, stood dazzlingly on the court like a rising sun.

"Hmph! What's the big deal, wait until I beat you to the ground and see who else will cheer for you?" Wang Ziwei was a little unconvinced when he saw this scene. This is obviously his home field, but there is no voice cheering for him. How many.

After picking the side, Wang Ziwei chose the ball, and then began to warm up with a long ball.

boom!
After playing the high ball for a while, Wang Ziwei suddenly jumped up, slapped the shuttlecock from the sky, and nailed it to the floor in front of Wang Yu.

It was the first time that Wang Yu encountered someone smashing the ball to him without prompting during the warm-up. Wang Yu was already in the backcourt, and he didn't react.

"Try to smash the ball." Wang Ziwei raised his racket and said lightly.

Wang Yu nodded slightly. He could see the fighting spirit in Wang Ziwei's expression, and he also knew what Wang Ziwei was thinking. It belonged to the blood of young people, and Wang Yu also had it, which is understandable.

"Ladies and gentlemen, on my right, Wang Yu, the Chinese team, on my left, Wang Ziwei, the Chinese Taiwan team, Wang Ziwei serves, the game starts, 0-0."

After Wang Yu was ready to receive the serve, Wang Ziwei pushed his thumb hard at the moment of hitting the ball, and stole Wang Yu's backcourt with the first ball.

"Oh?" Although Wang Yu didn't expect it, he was not afraid, and immediately took a step towards the backcourt, kicked his body up, and appeared in midair.

The racket in Wang Yu's hand roared, and he slammed it down at the shuttlecock.

boom!
The badminton was shot straight to Wang Ziwei's left court by Wang Yu's quick reaction, but Wang Ziwei extended his shot as expected and blocked the badminton obliquely to Wang Yu's left front court.

This ball was like the badminton being bounced directly to Wang Yu's left front court after Wang Yu smashed the ball. The speed of the change of direction was extremely fast.

The moment the badminton hit the ground, Wang Yu just caught the ball and picked it up, but the position and height of the return ball were not ideal. Wang Ziwei, who was already waiting to kill the ball, stepped into the air and clapped his hands at the badminton.

boom!
The badminton hit the rubber in an instant, and was trickily killed near Wang Yu's right sideline.

"Wow!" Wang Ziwei roared, turned around and immediately clenched his fists.

"1-0."

"I didn't expect that my opponent would be so happy when I was won by a point." Wang Yu walked to the right with a face of relief, picked up the badminton on the ground, and hit it to Wang Ziwei.

"In that case, I'll let him win a few points."

"That's it?" Wang Ziwei took the ball from Wang Yu with a look of disappointment on his face.

Wang Ziwei continued to serve and played a fast break with Wang Yu. Relying on his flexible mind, he made several kills for himself, but he couldn't kill Wang Yu.

"Come on, I'll pick another shot for you." Wang Yu picked up the ball that Wang Ziwei rubbed.

Wang Ziwei crossed over to the right backcourt, got up and made a heavy kill.

boom!
The badminton was shot diagonally by Wang Ziwei, hit the net with a slap, and fell off the net.

"Change serve, 1 to 1."

"The defense is not bad." Wang Ziwei frowned, his fighting spirit still in his eyes.

After Wang Yu served, Wang Ziwei and Wang Yu had several confrontations. Both of them were full of vitality, and they played vigorously on the court.

"Seeing how you want to kill, I'll pick a shot for you, don't let me down!" Wang Ziwei was a little tired from killing, and after hitting the net, he picked the ball that Wang Yu blocked and picked it behind Wang Yu's backhand field.

"Is it too soon?" Seeing that Wang Ziwei had finally picked the ball for him, Wang Yu moved to the backcourt in small steps.

Wang Yu arrived at the backcourt before the shuttlecock, and left the ground at the point where it landed. In a flash, his figure appeared at a height of one meter. The racket in his hand was like Thor's storm axe, and he slashed down at the shuttlecock.

boom!
The badminton was shot by Wang Yu in a straight line and went straight to Wang Ziwei's right. The speed was as fast as a 12-level hurricane passing through, sweeping Wang Ziwei's field.

Wang Ziwei's complexion changed drastically, and a thunderous roar rang in his ears, making him subconsciously want to go home to collect his clothes, making him slow down a step.

Wang Ziwei was shocked and stared blankly at the shuttlecock on the ground, as if losing his mind, he murmured: "What kind of power is this?"

Wang Ziwei picked up the ball on the ground, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and he lost his voice: "Bian...was it flat?"

Wang Ziwei's hands trembled a little, he lifted the shuttlecock, and motioned for Wang Yu to change the ball, and he seemed to be more awake.

...Wang Yu took the ball that Wang Ziwei blocked after receiving the kill ball to make a supplementary kill, and smashed it wildly at the badminton.

The badminton was like King Kong's fist, with a bang, it hit Wang Ziwei's chest quickly and hard.

boom!
Under one blow, Wang Ziwei fell back, as if he had been hit hard, lying on the ground, clutching his chest, with a pained look on his face.

"Is that an exaggeration? It shouldn't be!" Seeing Wang Ziwei's reaction, Wang Yu was taken aback and even forgot to apologize.

"I didn't expect to see diving in a badminton match. It really opened my eyes."

"Hahaha, it's a pity that Wang Ziwei doesn't want to learn acting."

"However, as a rookie, it is rare to be able to calmly face Wang Yu."

This scene fell into the eyes of the audience, and they all found it funny, thinking that Wang Ziwei was like an actor.

"It hurts! It's too violent. I'm so unlucky to meet him." Wang Ziwei rubbed his chest. Although his falling to the ground was exaggerated, the pain was real.

At first, Wang Ziwei was full of confidence in himself, but slowly, he had to admit that Wang Yu's strength was simply not something he could compete with.

boom!
Wang Ziwei dived to the left, and even threw the racket in his hand, saying that he tried his best, but still failed to catch Wang Yu's violent lore.

"competition is over."

"Wang Yu wins, 21 to 5 in the first game, 21 to 3 in the second game."

Wang Ziwei was so tired that he lay on the ground and couldn't even stand up. Finally, he was carried away by the medical staff on a stretcher.

Wang Yu also fulfilled his promise, allowing Wang Ziwei to win a few points.

However, Wang Ziwei did not make Wang Yu get down on the ground. Instead, Wang Ziwei himself was so tired that he needed to be carried away.

(End of this chapter)