Sun Tianlong can only do various passive movements.
Shift left.
Move right.
Move left again.
Move right again.
To the left... it's too late, so swoop in.
On the right... it's even too late, so just fly with all your strength.
As long as any part of the body has time to touch the ball, it is not a reason to give up.
With a "pop" sound, the heavy body hit the floor again, and bounced up as fast as possible. He pushed hard on the ground with his left hand, and inspired the last bit of strength in his body to rush forward and save another ball.
What greeted him was an explosive charge from Wang Chao that was ready to go. It hit the empty goal cleanly and killed him.
8:3.
Then came 9:3.
10:3.
11:3.
The score was fixed again, Sun Tianlong scored less in the second game than in the first game.
At this point in the fight, everyone could see that the overall situation was decided. Those who once thought Qin Huachang was alarmist had to lament that anchor Qin had a sharp vision, and he could see the end of the game at a glance when the two sides were still evenly matched.
So they thought, even Qin Huachang, an outsider, could see through it, so shouldn't Sun Tianlong, who is in the game, be more self-aware?
So what is he struggling with?
With a feeling of despair, but still unwilling to accept reality?
In their eyes, Sun Tianlong was in a surprising state of embarrassment today, showing an obvious decline in technique. Even his physical strength was somewhat lacking due to too intense running. His sweat was pouring out in waves and he couldn't stop at all. Every time he hit a ball, he had to shake his head vigorously to shake off the sweat secreted from the roots of his hair to prevent it from flowing into his eyes and affecting the game.
Perhaps it was an illusion, the audience even felt that Sun Tianlong's preparation posture before serving seemed a bit rickety, as if he was too tired to straighten his back.
This is when the third game begins.
They saw that Sun Tianlong's left hand holding the ball was slightly unnaturally twisted, and they knew very well that this was because Sun Tianlong's left hand had been on the ground too many times when he was saving the ball. It probably injured the meridians of his wrist, and the palm of his hand may have been scratched. However, because this hand did not affect the game, Sun Tianlong did not take the initiative to call timeout on the grounds of injury and delay time.
In this game, he stubbornly maintained the highest standards of professional ethics. Even though the injury was in compliance with the rules, Sun Tianlong felt that this was a kind of taking advantage of the loophole.
He can lose to Wang Chao because his skills are inferior to others, but he is unwilling to do anything that he feels will affect the balance at all. This is not because he is pedantic, but because he must give this game the greatest respect.
After all, this was the last game of his career, and he faced the strongest opponent in his career.
He doesn't have mysophobia, but at this moment he chose to add some mental mysophobia to himself.
He Jingping and Zhu Zeshi watched the game quietly without speaking for more than five minutes.
They were happy that Wang Chao could win, but they were still a little moved when they saw Dragon Team's persistence, and therefore felt some unavoidable sadness.
Sun Tianlong's Double Grand Slam, the greatest dream in the history of table tennis, was finally shattered at this moment, and the final goal became an eternal regret.
This is competitive sports, which is fair, just, passionate, positive and desirable.
But it is also cruel and cruel. Under the cover of the light of the successful, there are countless losers who are unable to calm down.
Those who have been mediocre all their lives will not make people sympathize. Only when those who have reached the top of the mountain have no choice but to come down, will people feel particularly sad.
Life can have a happy ending, stories can have a happy ending, but only the results of competitive sports can never have a happy ending.
Because there will always be thousands of troops on this road, but there is only one road to the final glory.
These are the basic rules of competitive sports and the unshakable foundation of this sport's existence in the world.
This is an unsolvable matter.
The third game also ended, with the score 11:2. In this game, Sun Tianlong applied for a timeout, but judging from the content of the game, he did not come up with anything new. He only got a minute of rest time to replenish his physical strength.
When the fourth game started, the venue reached the most silent moment since the start of the table tennis event.
The mentality of the vast majority of fans is complicated. They witnessed the fall of the invincible Great Demon King with their own eyes, but they can't believe that this god-like man will actually fall one day.
They had been looking forward to this moment for the past seven years, but when this moment actually came, they suddenly realized that they were deeply reluctant to leave.
Unknowingly, this person's invincible years have become an indelible thing in their memories. They clamored to "kill Sun Tianlong", but deep down in their hearts, they had already unknowingly recognized that Sun Tianlong was still standing.
But now, this mountain that will never collapse has finally fallen, and at the same time, many people's beliefs have also fallen.
Even Wang Mei, who only started paying attention to table tennis this year and doesn't care about the outcome of his son's game, is clenching his fists at this moment, staring at the field and muttering to himself as if praying, "Stop hitting him... Son, please be gentle... Let him win two points... We Old Wang family can't be so mean..."
Fan Xiaoxian was very amused while listening. He burst into laughter as he listened, but when he smiled, he felt his face was cold. When he touched it, tears started to flow down his face.
She turned her head and looked at her side. Wu Li was still calm, but Geng Shuai stared straight ahead at the arena with his eyes squinted and his neck. His face was already covered with bright marks, and his mouth was opened wide like a toad. He occasionally twitched as if he was holding his breath. It looked funny, but the liquid pouring out of his eyes and the fists tightly clenched in his chest all proved how excited he was at the moment.
He should have been happy for his good brother Wang Chao's great advantage, but his current appearance made him even more sad.
Fan Xiaoxian has never seen Geng Shuai crying silently like this, but she can understand it completely.
When Geng Shuai joined the team, it was when Sun Tianlong was at its peak. In those years, Sun Tianlong was everyone's idol. People like Geng Shuai grew up watching Sun Tianlong's videos. He is different from Luo Jiu. Luo Jiu and Sun Tianlong live together day and night. Heroes are used to ordinary people, and they have long since lost their idol worship.
He still has feelings for Sun Tianlong that are different from ordinary people. With the filter of time, it is so beautiful that it is indescribable.
If Jay Chou represents the youth of San Jiang Ge, then Sun Tianlong also represents the youth of Geng Shuai.
Now youth is finally over.
"I don't know how Old Qin is doing now." He Jingping was a little worried.
He didn't know that Old Qin had gone to the hospital because his heart couldn't bear it as early as the first game. He just felt that Old Qin was such a competitive person and had such high expectations for A Long. Would it be completely unbearable to see such a scene now?
Zhu Zeshi wanted to persuade his junior brother, but when he opened his mouth, no words came out. On the contrary, he was a little more worried than He Jingping.
After all, He Jingping is naturally open-minded and cannot really empathize with Qin Huachang's feelings, while Zhu Zeshi is a reserved and deep-tempered person. He and Qin Huachang is equally famous, equally fond of calculating, equally full of tricks, and also has an extremely strong desire for peak fame. Therefore, Zhu Zeshi can better understand Qin Huachang's mood when he saw this scene.
"If it were me, this would be a hellish scene, right?"
"So, after returning to China, take advantage of the gap before the Olympics to see Old Qin."
"Crack!"
Sun Tianlong hit the last ball of the day, went out of bounds, committed suicide, and the game was over.
The score in the fourth game was fixed at 11:1.
Wang Chao 4: Sun Tianlong had a zero score. The big scores in the four games were 11:4, 11:3, 11:2, 11:1. Sun Tianlong scored fewer points in each game. By the last game, he was close to shaving his head.
Looking at the scores alone, the disparity in the finals was even greater than that in the semi-finals. From the perspective of the score, this final was like an enhanced version of the semi-finals, and what Wang Chao did was very much like taking revenge on his senior brother Luo Jiu.
"You beat my senior brother so badly, then I will beat you even worse."
But in fact Wang Chao certainly has no such intention at all.
The reason why he beat him so hard without showing any mercy was just because he knew that Sun Tianlong didn't need his mercy.
Giving full play to one hundred percent and playing the most flawless game in the best condition is the respect he expressed with practical actions, and he also told Sun Tianlong in silent words: Don't worry about retiring. I will protect Huaping in the future.
To protect Huaping, of course you need such an impeccable playing style.
As for the 11:1 in the last game, it was actually different from the last game in the semifinals.
At that time, Luo Jiu's mentality was broken. It was Sun Tianlong who gave him a point to avoid being bald.
But today Sun Tianlong worked hard from beginning to end. Even if his efforts came to nothing and dragged himself into the abyss, at least he was mentally strong.
So the point in the last game was earned by his own hard work, not by Wang Chao.
When he got this point, Sun Tianlong glanced at Wang Chao on the field and smiled at him. Although he looked extremely embarrassed, the smile was a bit arrogant, as if to say, "You want to hit my bald head? No way."
The referee blew his whistle, and the final whistle was longer than before.
Wang Chao put the racket on the table, walked to the center line of the table, and shook hands with Sun Tianlong.
Sun Tianlong did not stretch out his hand. He looked at Wang Chao and smiled. It was not suppressed, but rather bright. Then his body swayed and he pressed on Wang Chao's shoulders. He whispered, "Help me, I can't stand anymore..."
The originally rather tragic scene was suddenly made somewhat comical by him.
Wang Chao supported him and felt cold sweat everywhere his hands touched.
"Wang Chao, you must take Grand Slam..." Sun Tianlong gasped in his ear, and his tone sounded like he was exhausted after a big battle.
Happy mood, but not the despair and frustration that fans speculated.
He is still optimistic, because the worse he loses, the more secure the inheritance of Huaping will be.
Unlike outside rumors, although Double Grand Slam is Sun Tianlong's dream, it is not his burden.
He tried his best just to have a clear conscience, not for a result.
This honor can be the best, but it doesn't matter if you can't get it.
He rested his head on Wang Chao's shoulder, as if he had given the responsibility of protecting Huaping to Wang Chao's hands.
He said this after the Table Tennis Super League war in March this year. Now, speaking of it again, the time and space of the past and the present seem to be intertwined, which makes people feel as if they are separated from another world.
Wang Chao was stunned, with a strange expression, and whispered, "Brother Long, I'm already Grand Slam..."
Sun Tianlong was stunned. He supported his shoulders with both hands, tilted his head back, and stared at Wang Chao for a long time. He finally came to his senses and laughed dumbly, "It was too fast. Let's try it again."
He staggered and stood up again, put his head on Wang Chao's shoulders again, supported his shaky body, and said again, "Wang Chao, you must take Double Grand Slam..."
Wang Chao obviously wanted to cry, but he made him laugh out loud, and then said seriously, "Okay, Brother Long, I promise."
The two separated again and shook hands seriously. At this moment, countless lights flickered on the two of them, as if to record this ritual-filled scene.
Everyone knows that from this moment on, things have changed.
The legend will eventually come to an end and a new king will emerge.
Huaping has a new inheritance, sending away a terrifying Great Demon King and ushering in an even more terrifying Great Demon King.
Wang Chao is a Libra, and his birthday is in October. After finishing this year's World Table Tennis Championships, he is technically 19 years old.
The 19-year-old Great Demon King is unprecedented in China Table Tennis and unprecedented in the world table tennis. He is like a light. He was born a year ago and shines in all directions. Then he has made rapid progress and has been unfavorable. He has maintained a record of unbeatable victories in the world arena so far. In just ten months, he defeated all the top 20 domestic and international opponents. In the end, before most people had time to prepare themselves, he came to dominate the world in an unexpected manner.
He is too fast. If some fans happen to be busy with work during this period, then when he returns after finishing his work, they may have a trance feeling that things are different, because the days have changed after not seeing each other for just a few months.
But no matter how fast, no one really questions it.
Because this is Jiang Shan that Wang Chao fought with his own hands, and no one can object to the bloody path he made.
He defeated the technically modified Luo Jiu, and defeated the peak Sun Tianlong. He perfectly interpreted Huaping's consistent philosophy: There is never any saying that a veteran will step down. If you want to be in the position, then grab the class and seize the power yourself. If you can't, the veterans will suppress you to death.
If Huaping's philosophy is like raising worms, then he is the one Gu King who finally stands out.
Even the most sour Rohlskov didn't dare to say nonsense like "Wang Chao is too young and needs to be observed."
Strictly speaking, Wang Chao cannot be said to be Grand Slam achieved within 300 days.
He only entered the national table tennis team 300 days ago, officially became a Chinese Table Tennis First Team player, and started competing in international competitions.
In fact, this year's World Cup was held in early August, while Olympic Games is currently held in mid-December.
Therefore, the exact time when he got Grand Slam should be calculated from the beginning of August. So far, it has only been a mere 133 days.
Such an exaggerated record is not only due to his own strength, but also to the collection of all competition events this year. This is something that is truly rare.
A few minutes later, three bright flags were raised at the Olympic site. The three people standing under the red flag were Wang Chao, Sun Tianlong, and Luo Jiu.
This is the first, second and third place for Men's Singles in this Olympics. Long before the final of Men's Singles, Luo Jiu finished the bronze medal match with Lin Zijun, and finally won relatively easily 4:1.
This is another record. For the first time, Huaping achieved the top three in the Olympic Men's Singles event.
Standing under the red flag, Wang Chao felt quite emotional. Putting all his past and present lives together, he had not truly realized his dream until now, standing on the championship podium of Olympic Games.
His dream has come true, and he has no regrets. All he can do in the future is to make this dream last longer and be more complete. There is no end to the pursuit of honor and glory for the country.
At this point, all the Mexico Olympics table tennis projects have come to an end. Huaping has made a complete inventory and announced the final results, which can be said to be a full harvest.
Mixed doubles: Tang Dynasty Combination (Wang Chao, Tang Yuanyuan) won the championship.
Men's Doubles: Tianluo Combination (Sun Tianlong, Luo Jiu) won the championship.
Women's Doubles: Liusha Combination (Liu Wen, Shen Sha) won the championship.
Women's Singles: Liu Wen won the championship, Shen Sha took second place, and Jin Ling took third place, taking the top three places.
Men's Singles: Wang Chao won the championship, Sun Tianlong took second place, and Luo Jiu took third place, taking the top three places.
Have you noticed?
Although Wang Chao's victory shocked the world, the biggest winner of this year's Olympic Games table tennis event is actually not only Wang Chao, but also Liu Wen of the women's team. As a veteran at the end of her career, she was about to retire, but suddenly she won the double championship, which can be said to be a new branch growing out of an old tree.
When the news came out, fans across the country cheered, but International Table Tennis Federation began to meet early to study how to do it next year to break the unreasonable monopoly of Huaping.
"We have changed the balls, materials, serves, and rubbers. We have canceled groups and added mixed doubles. We have limited the number of entries. We have done everything we can. Doing a little more would be against professional ethics. However, we still can't beat them. So what should we do?" Chairman International Table Tennis Federation complained loudly at the private meeting, and it is said that he even threw a cup.
But turning his head, he immediately invited the Huaping candidates with a warm smile to enter International Table Tennis Federation to become permanent representatives.
Any international organization in Ping Pong World must have a Chinese official, just like Chinese Table Tennis First Team must have a straight player, this is a rigid rule.
He had no choice, because in the world of table tennis, he couldn't get around Hua Ping no matter what.
Compared with Sakura Country who needs to take the initiative to write an application, Huaping has always passively accepted invitations, because if International Table Tennis Federation wants to host a truly large-scale event, it must have the support of Huaping.
For example, this was the case in last year's T2 Invitational of Sakura Country. Even if the qualification requirements for participating players are set, Huaping can still overturn the rules and choose who they want to participate. If you dare not agree, I dare not to participate.
If I don't participate, your event will have no authority. Even if someone wins the championship, there is no way that the professional players in the world's table tennis world will recognize your status.
Even though Rohlskov was sour all day long, but in the strong wind, he still followed Hua Ping's footsteps silently.
This is momentum.
This is domination.
Strength is king, after all, it is the ultimate principle that applies to everyone. Huaping's rule is the iron barrel Jiang Shan played by generations of Great Demon King.
In late December, Olympic Games was all over, and the Huaping generals followed the large troops back to the imperial capital. They still had the same indifferent attitude as in the past. They quietly and without any unnecessary celebrations quickly got into the intense preparations.
Don't think that you are free this year. In fact, you are still very busy this year. Don't forget that there are 15 open tournaments in total this year. After the open tournament, there will be the annual highlight, the international tour year-end finals.
What's more, there is the real top priority: years ago, the National Games, which is held every four years, will be held in Yunnan Province, which is like spring all year round.
As we all know, in the world of table tennis, it is harder to win the National Games championship than the Olympic Games championship. After all, Olympic Games you face mostly novices from non-Chinese associations, but on National Games all you face are Huaping's killers.
Therefore, even Wang Chao, who has just been crowned the new emperor, cannot relax, because what he wants is not just Grand Slam, but "Grand Slam" after Grand Slam plus National Games champion.
(Brothers, watch what should be killed and what should be seen. Don't worry about it. By the way, work hard to get votes. After all, our mission has been completed, right? After writing a big battle, I feel that my emotions are extremely overdrawn. Everyone must be tired of watching it, so there will be a relatively relaxed plot next. Let's all relax together.)
(I want to be a little more hypocritical. I heard the first song released by Jay Chou's new album on the same day I finished writing Dragon Team. Although it is just a coincidence, it is really a bit sad. Let's send Dragon Team's retirement with this song "Greatest Work of Art")