Zhu Ding is indeed unconventional.
Faced with this short backspin, he looked like he had a short swing, but the swing was too short, and there was no detailed movement of the backspin. He simply placed the racket horizontally and gently pushed it forward.
Most people don't understand what Zhu Ding wants to do.
But Wang Chao understood.
Zhu Ding wants to get a tennis ball...
However, he failed. The ball went directly over the net without turning or going low. Wang Chao hit him directly from the table and beat him to death with a board.
4:3.
The atmosphere inside and outside the field suddenly became tense.
The 5-point game reached 4:3, and Wang Chao got both the game point and the match point of this game.
Theoretically speaking, maybe with just one last ball, the champion of the first T2 Invitational will be announced.
Although Zhu Ding lost, he was still the newly minted world runner-up. This result was far better than his result in Denmark's open competition that year.
Wang Chao sends short backspin again.
Zhu Ding gently lifted the ball again.
The audience's emotions were very complicated at this time. They didn't know whether to angrily shout, cheer, or simply watch without expression.
They are just laymen and really cannot understand the intention of Zhu Ding.
Wang Chao felt a little funny in his heart, because although wiping the Internet is slightly easier to do than wiping the edges, in essence, it is also something that can only be encountered.
How much difference can there actually be between a probability of one in a million and a probability of one in two million?
So Wang Chao almost thought the game was over.
But the ball flew up and actually landed on the net.
Because Zhu Ding didn't use any force, the ball was very soft. It didn't have any rotation or elasticity after it landed on the net. It just rolled down on the spot without even bouncing.
Wang Chao can only look back and sigh.
The score miraculously reached 4:4.
Even Zhu Ding himself was stunned for a moment.
He actually felt that the game should be over.
Faced with Wang Chao's short backspin, he couldn't think of any particularly interesting solution, so he deliberately sought to brush the edge and wipe the net. In fact, he wanted to defeat it as soon as possible.
But today's luck was so good that it seemed like cheating. I actually brushed the edge and the net, and the score was 4:4 by accident.
There is no golden ball rule in the T2 format, so whoever can win the next ball will win the game.
Zhu Ding's heart, which had been calm for a long time, began to beat uncontrollably at this moment.
Suddenly, he had a very bold idea: How about winning a round?
Little Martial Uncle should be looking at me in front of the TV screen, right?
Then win a round in front of him.
A month ago, didn't I dream of winning against his disciple?
Now, just think of it as realizing another dream!
Wang Chao felt murderous intent.
In a daze, Zhu Ding seemed to have turned into the same person as Table Tennis First Division was on the field a month ago, showing a strong desire to win.
Wang Chao was not scared, he just found it strange. He found that he was obviously the best tactician at guessing the opponent's psychology, but when faced with Zhu Ding, he could not understand the opponent's brain circuit at all.
When it's time to win, you're indifferent to the world; when it's time to give up, you're full of fighting spirit.
Are you really crazy?
After all, there was a saying in the past life that mental patients have broad minds.
Zhu Ding stole a long ball.
He has heard many people say these days that Sneak Long Serve is a taboo in the face of Wang Chao, because it will definitely be predicted.
So he decided to steal a long one.
The ball was served very well, turning fast and hitting the Wang Chao backhand at a wide angle.
Wang Chao Move your feet one step laterally, and twist and pull with your backhand.
Although his twisting and pulling is inferior to Lin Zijun, it is better than Zhu Ding.
However, this Sneak Long Serve was indeed beyond his expectation. Otherwise, what he should have done more was to step back from the stage and move sideways with a forehand to take the lead.
Faced with twisting and pulling, Zhu Ding chooses to pull hard steel with forehand.
Wang Chao does not retreat from the stage, but directly pulls up the ball inside the stage.
Zhu Ding didn't retreat. The rhythm of his left and right hands was not as smooth as Wang Chao's, so he simply gave up on pulling and switched to pushing and blocking again.
Wang Chao pulled two boards in a row, and the angle became wider and wider. It looked like Zhu Ding was about to lose, but at this time Zhu Ding's return ball suddenly touched the net and changed direction out of thin air.
The tennis ball was so casual. Wang Chao was shocked and rushed to save the ball. He managed to swing the ball back into a short ball without any risk, which can be regarded as a perfect response.
But by this time, Zhu Ding was also desperate.
Even the net was wiped out, and even the sky was helping him, so he must seize the opportunity.
Normally he would not hit this ball because the success rate is less than 20%.
But now he did not hesitate to challenge him on the stage. He flipped his wrist and thrust his arm forward, and the distance was a bit long.
This ball is actually suspected of holding the ball, which is between a violation and a non-violation.
But the referee didn't call it this time.
Wang Chao once again fell into a passive position and was forced to retreat. Forehand Loop pulled out a high hanging arc.
This is where the real opportunity comes.
Zhu Ding charged sideways without hesitation.
Explosive rushing has nothing to do with technique, it's purely about strength. Zhu Ding's strength is undoubtedly great. Wang Chao was forced to take another step back, purely blocking, and pushed the ball over.
Zhu Ding was unreasonable, took a step forward, and quickly tore through the angle with his backhand.
People often talk about a player's offensive initiative during a game, but initiative essentially depends on hard power. If your hard power is stronger than your opponent's, even a little bit of initiative can eventually turn into victory. But if your hard power is inferior to your opponent's, then any little bit of initiative will be gradually wiped out by your opponent in the process of defense.
Because of this, until today's game, Zhu Ding has rarely really taken the initiative.
But at this moment, his advantage is huge. This level of initiative is really difficult for Wang Chao to overturn.
From Zhu Ding to Attacking from all sides, the diagonal line turned into a straight line, and the straight line turned into a diagonal line again, chasing and fighting fiercely.
Wang Chao was exhausted and tried his best to save the ball. Fortunately, he had a delicate touch and was able to chase back several fatal balls in a row.
Everyone could see that Wang Chao was trying his best to resist. He really wanted to keep Zhu Ding clean and didn't want to lose a single game.
Only now has this game finally started to feel tense, sparks flying, and bayonets red.
Zhu Ding drew a total of seven boards.
It's rare to see someone hit seven boards in a stalemate, but it's really rare to see someone hit seven boards without being killed by a purely one-sided attack.
But Wang Chao's steps were scattered, his breathing was rapid, and he seemed to have reached his limit.
Zhu Ding is still lively and energetic, and his physical advantages are fully demonstrated.
He hit another shot, Wang Chao backhand from a wide angle.
Wang Chao held the shot with his backhand, jumped out, waved his arms in mid-air, and sent the ball back.
Zhu Ding made two cross steps, stood firmly, and then took another step, shooting Wang Chao's forehand from a wide angle.
Wang Chao is left-handed, and his forehand is actually a backhand. At this time, he is still running hard, but although his body has reached it, his arms have not yet reached it.
It was too late for him to move his arm to the right side of his body.
Under everyone's gaze, Wang Chao's body turned a little to the left as if by inertia, and moved his right hand to his chest, then stopped and watched the ball fly by.
5:4, Zhu Ding won this game.
The total number of rounds became 3:1, and Zhu Ding recovered one round.
Those Sakura Country spectators who had been desperately cursing the fake match before burst into enthusiastic applause.
The last ball was so beautiful. It took nine rebounds and killed Wang Chao. It was simply a feast for the eyes.
Zhu Ding stood in front of the stage and felt a "pop" sound somewhere in his chest.
He smiled brightly and looked like a happy little Erbi.
He felt like he was finally completely transcendent.
No more regrets.
Life is complete.
This life is worth it.
He raised his arms and ran around the court, just like the rekindled Geng Shuai on the Table Tennis First Division court.
It's just that he used to be so aloof, so when he ran now, he didn't receive the cheers he imagined. Instead, many people were shocked.
But Zhu Ding doesn't care, he just celebrates himself and doesn't need extra outsiders to echo him.
He ran three times, then lay down on the ground, rolled a few times, and got up. Although his face was a little dirty, he couldn't stop smiling. His mouth was split open, revealing eight white teeth.
The referee put his hand in his pocket and moved it in and out repeatedly, as if it was some indecent movement, but in fact he just wanted to take out the yellow card that had been pinched a little.
In the end he endured it.
Wang Chao stood in front of the stage, smiling as he watched Zhu Ding running around the place.
In the small room in the imperial capital, Zhu Zeshi let out a long breath, then closed his eyes, rubbed his eyes continuously with his hands, and did not open them for a long time.
He actually had the urge to cry, but he didn't want to show it.
He Jingping's tears had already flowed down silently.
Only Qin Huachang stared straight at the screen without saying a word. It was not until the director played back the last shot of the ball three times that he suddenly shouted, "Beep! (a plant)"
Everyone looked at him.
"Wang Chao released the water, Wang Chao released the water just now!" Qin Huachang was so excited. "Look, look carefully at his last move. Did you see it? He turned his body to the left. Do you know what he wanted to do? He wanted to hit the ball from behind!"
Wang Lu, who was always the quietest, interjected at this moment. "It's not just that. His right hand immediately moved to the middle. I think he can also change his hand to hit the ball."
Whether hitting the ball from behind or switching hands, it is an extremely rare and famous scene in table tennis matches, but by coincidence, Wang Chao used both techniques when he first played against Zhu Ding on Table Tennis First Division.
This also proves that he can indeed do it.
Perhaps this ball is too classic, so during the short break between games, this ball was played back and forth more than ten times.
And all the big guys have gradually unified their concepts through repeated replays more than ten times.
really.
Wang Chao is released.
Maybe Wang Chao didn't intend to let go at first, because Wang Chao knew that Zhu Ding was very sensitive and hated being let go.
So going all out to defeat Zhu Ding is a sign of respect for Zhu Ding.
But at the last moment of this game, Wang Chao finally gave up.
He has two ways to save this fatal ball. Although it is very difficult, Wang Chao has already proven in past games that he does have such an exquisite touch.
He was 80% sure.
But at that moment Wang Chao suddenly thought that Zhu Ding really wanted to win a round.
And he was so unaware of his actions at this time.
So his half-turned body stopped, and his right hand that was in the middle also stopped.
He gave Zhu Ding a game of ball in return for Zhu Zeshi giving him a house.
"He is so sensible." Qin Huachang sighed.
"So mature." Wang Lu sighed.
"It's so gentle." He Jingping sighed.
"He is a good kid." Finally, Cai Guodong said with emotion, "Let him play more games next year."
So Zhu Zeshi smiled with satisfaction, "The head coach is wise."
Five minutes later, the first T2 Diamond Invitational Sakura Country finals officially ended. Wang Chao defeated Zhu Ding with a total score of 4:1 and won the championship.
This is also the first World Champion in his career, but the gold content is not high.
In the last game, Wang Chao played very fiercely. In the end, Zhu Ding had a zero score at 5:0, but he still had his head shaved.
He proved with actual actions that the failure in the fourth game was just an accident, and his true strength was far beyond what Zhu Ding could match.
But Zhu Ding doesn't matter anymore.
He stood on the runner-up podium, looking even happier than the winner.
During the final interview, the reporter asked him what he wanted to say to the fans. He grabbed the microphone, was silent for a moment, looked at the camera, smiled and said something that left all the audience baffled.
He said, "Little Martial Uncle, did you see? I'm back. Can I still play ball with you in the future?"
At the other end of the imperial capital, the tears He Jingping had just wiped away flowed again.
He felt very sorry.
Because at this time Zhu Ding must have thought that he would say "yes", but in fact, he had just sworn that he would say "no".
My abilities are limited, my energy is limited, and my time is limited. Taking care of Luo Jiu and Wang Chao will use up all my energy. I really can't accept another disciple.
So, you see, no matter whether it was seven years ago or seven years later, whether it is broken or established, whether it is love or hate, if you miss it, you will miss it.
This is real life.
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