Dominate the badminton world

Chapter 260 Excited Audience
Cheng Yanchen looked hopeless, and stretched out his hand to slap himself lightly on the mouth.

Wang Yu put his hand on Cheng Yanchen's head, rubbed it lightly twice, and said, "Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. Go back and train hard, and strive for better results next time."

Cheng Yanchen sighed secretly and nodded slightly.

On November 11th, it was the top 8 match of the Korean Badminton Gold Championship. Wang Yu's opponent was a South Korean badminton player named Huang Changxiu.

Wang Yu didn't know Huang Changxiu well. He had seen Huang Changxiu play in the athlete viewing area. Wang Yu had a certain understanding of Huang Changxiu's level.

In Wang Yu's view, Huang Changxiu's skills are mediocre, and he was able to reach the quarterfinals thanks to his home court advantage and avoiding strong opponents.

When it was Wang Yu and Huang Changxiu's turn to compete, immediately after the two walked out of the athlete's tunnel, there were many voices around them.

Many of them were cheering for Wang Yu, but most of them were cheering for Huang Changxiu and supporting athletes from their own country.

After Wang Yu and Huang Changxiu got ready, the referee announced: "...on my right, Huang Changxiu, South Korea, on my left, Wang Yu, China, Huang Changxiu serves, the game starts, 0 to 0."

Huang Changxiu lightly sent out a small ball, and hit the badminton towards Wang Yu's right front corner, and was pushed by Wang Yu.

The badminton was pushed by Wang Yu to Huang Changxiu's left backcourt. Huang Changxiu immediately jumped to the left and intercepted and smashed the badminton. Perhaps because of Wang Yu's nervousness, Huang Changxiu drew the badminton on the net.

"Change serve, 1 to 0."

Wang Yu walked to the net, stretched out his racket to pick up the badminton, and went to the left service area. After Huang Changxiu was ready to receive the serve, he sent the badminton to Huang Changxiu.

Huang Changxiu stretched out his racket and picked the badminton to Wang Yu's left backcourt. Wang Yu ran to the backcourt with ease, and threw the racket backhand, hitting the badminton to Huang Changxiu's right backcourt, hitting a straight high ball .

Huang Changxiu followed the badminton to the backcourt, made a light kill in a small jump, and hit the badminton obliquely to the court area on Wang Yu's right.

"I watched Wang Yu's previous games, basically he couldn't hit high and long shots, but this time he hit a lot of high and long shots. Is he going to change his style?"

"Then have you ever seen Wang Yu often use his backhand in previous games? It is obvious that he is now practicing his backhand to hit high and long shots."

"Wang Yu is so young, and there is a lot of room for him to improve his skills. I believe he will surpass everyone and become a top badminton player in a short time."

While everyone was discussing, Wang Yu ran to the front right court, stretched out his racket, and threw the badminton towards Huang Changxiu's left front court.

Huang Changxiu smashed the ball forward, came to the left front court, and hooked the shuttlecock to Wang Yu's left front court. Obviously, Huang Changxiu was a little afraid of Wang Yu's smash, and subconsciously did not dare to pick the ball easily.

Wang Yu immediately took another step to the left, stretched out his racket and rubbed the shuttlecock towards Huang Changxiu's right front court.

Huang Changxiu stepped to the right, and finally began to choose to pick the ball, and picked the badminton to Wang Yu's left backcourt.

Wang Yu followed the shuttlecock to the left backcourt, hit the ball with a backhand, and hit the shuttlecock to Huang Changxiu's left backcourt.

"He is really practicing his backhand, that's great." Huang Changxiu also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wang Yu hit the high ball again. He came to the left backcourt and hit the badminton back to Wang Yu's left backcourt.

When Wang Yu saw the badminton being hit back by Huang Changxiu, Wang Yu showed admiration on his face, and ran to the left backcourt, hit a backhand to hang the shuttlecock in a straight line, and hoisted the badminton to Huang Changxiu's right frontcourt.

After confirming that Wang Yu, the backhand player who played Wang Yu, would not kill the ball, Huang Changxiu felt relieved, and happily ran to the right front court, and continued to challenge Wang Yu with the badminton backhand.

Seeing this scene, Hong Zhixun in the athlete spectator area frowned, thinking that Huang Changxiu was flattering Wang Yu, and he was simply embarrassing the Korean team.

"Damn it, you actually use our team members as training partners. I will return this shame to you!" Hong Zhixun looked aggrieved. If Wang Yu advances, he must get back the face of their national team.

Many viewers even uttered abusive voices. Yesterday's Simon Santoso backhanded Wang Yu like this, and everyone didn't care, after all, he was not an athlete from his own country.

But Huang Changxiu did the same, and many audience members were very dissatisfied.

"Axi, Huang Changxiu, are you training with Wang Yu? Can you play well?"

"Can you have some ambition, even if you lose, you have to lose decently."

"Huang Changxiu, you can't keep hitting him with backhands. If you change it occasionally, you can surprise him. It's really boring for you to do this."

Wang Yu's expression didn't change much, he just heard the noise around him and didn't know what the audience was talking about.

Huang Changxiu looked ugly, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and give Wang Yu a shot from the right backcourt.

"Huh?" Seeing Huang Changxiu suddenly pick his high-ball forehand, Wang Yu was taken aback for a moment. Combining the noise of the audience and Huang Changxiu's expression, Wang Yu vaguely guessed why Huang Changxiu picked him forehand. hands up.

"It should be that the audience wanted to see me smash the ball, but Huang Changxiu kept picking my backhand. I didn't kill the ball. The audience was dissatisfied and under the pressure of public opinion, so Huang Changxiu had to give me a forehand and signaled me to smash the ball." Wang Yu knew it in his heart, followed the shuttlecock to the right backcourt, and took off one meter into the air in one step.

"Since you want to see it, let me express it." The moment the badminton fell to the hitting point, the racket in Wang Yu's hand frantically whipped out.

boom!
The badminton was like Xiao Li's throwing knife, and it was thrown to the floor of Huang Changxiu's left court with a whoosh, making Huang Changxiu's body tremble, and he didn't even have time to make a move.

"2-0."

"That's right. Although Wang Yu smashes the ball very fiercely, you can't be afraid."

"Only by facing your fears can you make progress, just fight like this, come on!"

"Come on, keep it up, good job, good shot!"

After seeing Wang Yu smash the ball, the audience showed satisfied expressions on their faces.

Wang Yu could also feel that the audience's passion instantly became high, and his tone was obviously satisfied.

"It seems that my audience still likes me to kill the ball." Wang Yu looked emotional, took the ball from Huang Changxiu, and sent a small ball to Huang Changxiu.

Next, Wang Yu no longer practiced his backhand blindly, but killed when it was time to kill.

boom!
The badminton was like a hidden weapon, and it hit the floor on Huang Changxiu's right in an instant. Huang Changxiu dived to the right and tried desperately to save the ball, but failed to catch it.

"competition is over."

Huang Changxiu had a bitter face, thinking that Wang Yu's kills were simply too brutal. In each round, he could catch no more than three kills.

In the end, Huang Changxiu lost to Wang Yu 9-21, 7-21, and could only leave the field lamenting.

Wang Yu felt that these games were too easy, there was no challenge at all, and he didn't even use over-prediction.

After defeating Huang Changxiu, Wang Yu entered the semi-finals and became the only player of the Chinese team to enter the semi-finals.

(End of this chapter)