Dominate the badminton world

Chapter 88 Absolute Confidence

Wang Yu walked out of the aisle carrying a ball bag. His slender and strong figure, his high-spirited temperament, and his handsome face with a smile like a spring breeze seemed to be the focus of attention wherever he went.

"Brother Yu, come on!" Seeing Wang Yu walking out, Cheng Yanchen and the others immediately shouted for Wang Yu.

Wang Yu beckoned to everyone, and then went straight to the court, and Wu Yifan from the Fujian team also came over with a racket.

Wu Yifan's expression was normal, but Wang Yu could catch the tension in his expression, and could feel the fear in Wu Yifan's every move.

Wu Yifan was extremely afraid of Wang Yu here, even more than his fighting spirit.

He has observed Wang Yu's playing, and his coach has made corresponding strategies for him, but he still has no idea, because Wang Yu's combat power is too amazing.

Even Ma Yucai was afraid of Wang Yu, but not as strongly as Wu Yifan.

"Huh ~ Wu Yifan, you can do it, come on!" Wu Yifan clenched his fists and used auto-suggestion to encourage himself to enhance his confidence.

After picking the side, Wu Yifan had the right to the ball, but Wu Yifan chose to receive the serve.

"...On my right, Wang Yu, Sichuan team, on my left, Wu Yifan, Fujian team, Wang Yu serves, the game starts, 0-0."

Because of Wu Yifan's height advantage, Wang Yu didn't even think about stealing the ball, but just sent out regular net shots.

Wu Yifan rubbed the ball, the quality was so good that he almost rolled it over the net.

Wang Yu frowned, stepped out with his right foot, twirled the racket, bent his elbow, and hooked it diagonally.

This ball also sticks to the net, almost sticking to the top of the net, but this ball is destined to have only two ways, one is to pick the ball, and the other is to hook.

Wu Yifan also guessed correctly that the possibility of Wang Yu hooking the ball is very high. He has a long stride, not losing to the previous Peng Beichuan.

Wang Yu failed to receive it.

"Change serve, 1 to 0."

"Oye!" Wu Yifan clenched his fist in front of his chest and roared, encouraging himself.

Wang Yu went to the backcourt, scooped up the ball, and hit it to Wu Yifan.

Wu Yifan sent out a small ball, before Wang Yu returned to rub the net, Wu Yifan hooked diagonally, and Wang Yu walked over together, then before rubbing the net, Wu Yifan continued to hook diagonally, the ball just hit the head, Wang Yu precisely controlled the racket, and counterattacked the ball back , touch the ground.

"Change serve, 1 to 1."

"I'm careless, come on." Wu Yifan said to himself, and threw the ball to Wang Yu.

Wang Yu continued to serve, and Wu Yifan continued to rub the ball following the principle of not being able to hit the ball. Wang Yu stepped forward, exerted strength with his fingers, and pushed Wu Yifan's right hand backcourt.

Wu Yifan's reaction was extremely fast. After stepping out with his right foot to the right rear, he kicked his body quickly, and whipped the racket in his hand on the badminton.

boom!
The ball was fast and powerful, but the flight path of the ball was within one step of Wang Yu. When the ball was close to Wang Yu, Wang Yu's body took a step forward, and with a light flick of the racket in his hand, the shuttlecock was moved to Wu Yifan's left hand. In front of the bit net, he died cleanly on the ground.

"Strike!" The audience in the stands applauded immediately.

"So fast!" Wu Yifan walked back to the frontcourt to pick up the ball for Wang Yu, and whispered, "I can do it."

Both of them followed the principle that if they can't get the ball, they can't get the ball, and slowly grind the score to 15 to 6, with Wang Yu leading.

boom!
The shuttlecock became a white shadow, shooting from Wang Yu's court to Wu Yifan's court. Wu Yifan kicked out from the sideline, but paused for a moment when the ball was about to touch the ball.

"Out of bounds, change serve, 7 to 15."

"It's dangerous!" Wang Yifan lay on the ground. He judged that the ball was a foul just at the critical moment and stopped the racket in time.

Wu Yifan drove the ball back with his racket, got up with the ball, walked to his left half, and sent a small ball to Wang Yu.

Wang Yu kicked the ball directly and asked Wu Yifan to hit the ball. Wu Yifan quickly moved to the backcourt, vacated, and made a heavy kill.

boom!
Wang Yu continued to pick, and Wu Yifan continued to kill.

But no matter how Wu Yifan killed him, he couldn't kill Wang Yu, and every time Wang Yu kicked the ball, he returned very high.

Several times, Wu Yifan either hit the net or went out of bounds, losing points and expending a lot of energy.

Wu Yifan was sweating profusely, and finally stopped talking to himself for self-suggestion, because the game was already 20-9, and Wang Yu got the game point.

Wang Yu had nothing to do, he was sweating, but he didn't feel tired at all, he lightly led the racket and sent a ball.

Wu Yifan felt bitter in his heart, he didn't dare to push Wang Yu's backcourt, before he tried a few balls, without exception, Wang Yu intercepted and hit the ground, so he had to choose Wang Yu's backcourt to have a better chance of winning.

And half of the 9 points he scored were due to Wang Yu's offensive mistakes.

Wang Yu ran to the backcourt, took off and smashed the ball.

Wu Yifan blocked, but he was not in place, and Wang Yu went forward to kill the ball, followed by another straight shot, and chased and hit Wu Yifan.

"At the end of the first game, Wang Yu won, 21 to 9."

"Physical abnormality, defensive abnormality, offensive overbearing, how to fight..." Wu Yifan looked complicated, and walked off the field to supply supplies.

Wang Yu also left the stage, wiped off his sweat, took a sip of his fitness drink, and replenished the lost electrolytes.

A minute later, the two exchanged courts and walked onto the court again.

"He's not as good as me in front of the net, not as good as me in ball control, but his defense and physical fitness are terrifying..." In the stands, Ma Yucai stared straight at Wang Yu on the court, his eyes full of thoughts.

"The second game starts, 0 to 0."

"Come on, try to catch up in this round, Wu Yifan, you can do it, and reward yourself with two bowls of wide noodles if you win this round." Wu Yifan began to comfort himself again.

Wang Yu directly stole Wu Yifan's backcourt for the first ball, which Wu Yifan did not expect. After all, Wang Yu has never stolen the ball from the beginning until now.

Even though Wu Yifan reacted quickly enough, he could only hit a high ball to make the transition, but Wang Yu still jumped and killed as if he didn't know how to hit the lob.

It's a pity that Wu Yifan has lost his center of gravity and was killed by Wang Yu diagonally. Wu Yifan threw his body forward and failed to catch the ball.

Ma Yucai's coach said next to him: "Yucai, have you noticed what Wang Yu's strongest is?"

Ma Yucai replied, "Defense and physical fitness."

Ma Yucai's coach shook his head slightly.

"Small ball?" Ma Yu frowned and said, "Although he smashed the ball violently, his turnover rate was too high."

"It's the momentum and mentality." Ma Yucai's coach said, "He already has the prototype of a powerful aura to aspire to the top. That's absolute confidence."

"This time, you met a terrible opponent!" Ma Yucai's coach sighed: "As a coach, I shouldn't have said these words, but...you try your best, let go, don't have any pressure, maybe... ...and a turnaround!"

Ma Yu was silent, but the flames of war rose in his eyes.

"No matter what, I will do my best!"

Ten minutes later, Wang Yu was panting heavily, and Wu Yifan was lying on the ground.

"I tried my best..." Wu Yifan looked exhausted, his physical energy was almost exhausted, and he felt his body was hollowed out.

Wang Yu waited for Wu Yifan for a while before seeing him get up and come to shake hands with Wang Yu.

"It's a pleasure to be able to fight with you." Wu Yifan turned pale, and stretched out his hand tremblingly.

Wang Yu smiled and said: "You are also very tenacious, and your name, height, appearance, and current state are all like a star."

"Who?"

"An idol star who is currently a trainee in Korea, but you are more manly than him, keep going!"

"Well, I will, come on!"

After shaking hands with the referee, the referee announced: "Wang Yu wins, 21 to 9 in the first game, 21 to 7 in the second game."

"You are so handsome, brother Yu!"

"Wang Yu, Wang Yu..."

……

There was constant applause and cheers outside the arena, and Wang Yu gave his teammates a little tired move.

"Finally reached the final!"

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