Dominate the badminton world

Chapter 71

Tu Zhijie shouted, "Qu Ziren, come and fight him."

"Ah!" Qu Ziren's complexion changed drastically, his legs and feet were so frightened that he almost lost his footing.

"Wait a minute." Wang Yu was slightly taken aback, seeing the change in Qu Ziren's expression, he almost laughed out loud.

"What? Are you scared?" Tu Zhijie's face was even more disappointed.

Wang Yu shook his head and said, "What if I win?"

"Then train according to your requirements."

"Then you choose someone." Wang Yu glanced at Qu Ziren and said, "However, I suggest you change someone. It is best to choose the strongest."

Hearing Wang Yu's words that looked down on him, Qu Ziren was not only not angry, but showed gratitude.

"Whoever plays will criticize foolishly." Qu Ziren made up his mind that even if he was killed, he would never play against Wang Yu again.

"Brother Ziren, he dares to look down on you, go and kill him."

"It's too arrogant, I can't take it anymore, Tu Jiao, I, Bao Hui, apply to play!"

"Arrogance, let me do it."

Qu Ziren walked out one step at a time, just when everyone thought that Qu Ziren was going to stand up for them, Qu Ziren said solemnly: "Can you be more mature like me, you know internal strife all day long, and you have the ability to fight other provinces?" !"

Hearing Qu Ziren's words, everyone looked at him dumbfounded, wondering if their ears had heard him wrong.

Only Lu Yun with round head and thick eyebrows shook his head slightly, watching quietly.

"This...is not Qu Ziren's style!"

"What's wrong with Qu Ziren? As we all know, Qu Ziren's favorite thing to do is pretending to be critical. When others put their faces in front of him, there is no reason for him not to fight?"

"This is not normal. It is definitely tricky. I'd better wait and see."

In the intensive training at night, the head coach seldom comes, and basically all the assistants are present. Their main task is to accompany the training. It is a pleasure to see such a situation. After all, the training is very boring, and this can be regarded as pleasure in hardship.

"Let me come!" Court No. 1 is where the men's doubles team is training. Because there are not enough courts in Hall A, they come to Hall B for training.

At this moment, among the four of them, a boy who was about the same age as Wang Yu walked out. This person was tall and his figure was about the same as Wang Yu's, but his muscles were not as good as Wang Yu's.

With a crew cut, he looks like a tough guy, giving off a sense of solidity and reliability.

"It's Senior Brother Mao. I'm completely relieved. Senior Brother Mao is really reliable. I can't learn this aura no matter what."

"Although Senior Brother Mao mainly focuses on doubles, his reaction ability and backcourt ability are extremely strong. Playing against a newcomer is a bit overkill."

"Hey, Wang Yu is on his way this time, how could he beat the first team, even the doubles players."

"I told you to pretend to be a critic, and I'll see how you cry later."

The boy walked to Wang Yu's court and said, "My name is Mao Bozhou, how do you want to fight?"

Wang Yu said indifferently: "21 points, one game will determine the outcome."

"Okay." Mao Bozhou said to Tu Zhijie: "Coach Tu, please be a referee for us."

Mao Bozhou belonged to the first team. Although he didn't show the slightest arrogance, he gave people a sense of arrogance. Even the attitude of the assistant coaches was more polite.

"Okay." Tu Zhijie nodded, took out a new bucket of balls, and walked to the net post of the court.

The people in the stadium stopped training and gathered around one after another. They wanted to see how Wang Yu was dealt with, but they didn't expect Wang Yu to really leave. They mainly wanted to teach Wang Yu a lesson and suppress his arrogance.

"The game starts, 0 to 0."

Mao Bozhou asked Wang Yu to serve, and Wang Yu didn't procrastinate. He picked up the ball and sent Mao Bozhou a regular net ball.

Mao Bozhou is not good at the front of the net. He mainly plays men's doubles. Flat blocks and catches are his strengths, so he returns to Wang Yu for a forehand pick from the backcourt.

Wang Yu leaned back sideways, hacked and hit Mao Bozhou forehand. Seeing Wang Yu return to the midfield, Mao Bozhou paused with his outstretched right hand.

Everyone knows this kind of movement, and Wang Yu won't be fooled, and then kicks, jumps, and kills the diagonal.

boom!
The speed of the ball was very fast, Mao Bozhou dived out, picked up the ball, only reached the midfield, and Wang Yu ran to make another shot.

Even when Wang Yu thought the ball could be scored, Mao Bozhou got up quickly and caught the ball in a flash, allowing the ball to bounce quickly to Wang Yu's backcourt.

Because the height exceeded the range of Wang Yu's physical reaction, Wang Yu did not receive the ball.

"Change serve, 1 to 0."

"A good shot, Brother Mao's defense is strong, Wang Yu now knows how good it is."

"I'm asking for trouble, I don't have diamonds, so I have to do porcelain work."

"Hehe, deserve it!"

Wang Yu scooped up the ball and hit it to the opponent, with the same expression on his face.

Mao Bozhou served the ball and stole Wang Yu's backcourt. Wang Yu's body reacted immediately this time, and he kicked and jumped to kill.

Mao Bozhou blocks, Wang Yu kills again, Mao Bozhou blocks again...

After a few shots, the ball was finally killed by Wang Yu, the score became 1 to 1, and no one spoke.

Wang Yu serves, Mao Bozhou continues to pick the ball, Wang Yu is so fast that he retreats to the backhand position in the backcourt, and hits a diagonal flat high ball to make a transition.

Mao Bozhou moved to the backcourt, hit a skateboard lob over his head, and reached Wang Yu's backhand frontcourt. Wang Yu stepped forward calmly, stretched out his hand, and leveled the racket. Mao Bozhou, who was about to release the net, lost his center of gravity.

Mao Bozhou became passive and picked the ball backhand, but the ball was not in place.

With a smile on Wang Yu's face, he moved two steps below the landing point of the badminton, and jumped high.

The strength of Wang Yu's whole body exploded, and his body was pulled apart in mid-air to form an extremely perfect anti-bow. The prehistoric power in his inner body was transmitted from bottom to top, layer by layer, and finally concentrated on the racket.

boom!
Wang Yu came down to the world like a god of death, and blasted the badminton. The badminton hit the rubber next to Mao Bozhou in a flash. As soon as Mao Bozhou had stretched out his racket, he still didn't even hit the feathers of the badminton.

The sound of Wang Yu's blow echoed in the arena, and everyone's jaws fell in shock. None of them thought they could hit or catch the ball.

Everyone still didn't speak, or rather, they didn't dare to speak, and a bad feeling began to rise in their hearts.

The game continued, Mao Bozhou tried to fight Wang Yu in front of the net, but unfortunately, after losing two points, he gave up.

The score also became 4 to 1, and there was no sound outside the court, and everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Wang Yu at this moment.

Unable to fight at the net, Mao Bozhou returned to his previous tactics again, focusing on picking and defending, and then looking for opportunities to break through.

But what made Mao Bozhou and the others despair was that Wang Yu's style of play was too domineering. Not only was he not afraid of Mao Bozhou's tactics, but he followed Mao Bozhou's advantage to fight.

Wang Yu obviously wanted to use this forceful method to defeat the strengths that the opponent was proud of.

"Is it murder?" When Tu Zhijie looked at Wang Yu, his eyes narrowed.

　Thank you Lonely Broken Wolf for your reward, and everyone insisted on voting for my monthly and recommendation tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)