Half an hour later, Wang Chao took the court. His opponent was another player from Kimchi Country.
"Brother Shixian, you have to win this one. Otherwise, Kimchi Country will be completely wiped out." At courtside, Li Zhengzhi looked even more nervous than Zhu Shixian.
He had no choice but to be nervous.
People from Huaxia always said their country had too many internet trolls and that players were under immense pressure—if they performed even slightly poorly, people would start cursing their ancestors eighteen generations back.
What they did not know was that players from Kimchi Country faced the real pressure.
The people of Kimchi Country were narrow-minded and placed extreme importance on national honor. They were intensely insecure on one hand and immensely arrogant on the other, and the result was that they were exceptionally harsh toward their own athletes.
If an athlete lost badly abroad, they would believe that athlete had shamed the nation. Standing on the moral high ground of national pride, they would condemn the athlete from every angle and might even take action in real life, such as mailing blades, bullet casings, dead rats, dead cockroaches, and so on.
Zhu Shixian had seen plenty of storms and remained calm. Instead, he comforted Li Zhengzhi. "Don't worry. I'll win... If Lin Zijun and Mizutori Hato are the absolute top tier among the players here, then I am undoubtedly the best below that tier. In this match, I will become a national hero and expose the true face of the leader of Huaxia's new generation Six Little Dragons."
He truly had every reason to be confident.
Three years ago, the International Table Tennis Federation had recognized him as the "World's Number One Chopper." Three years later, he was still number one.
It was not because no other choppers