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Chapter 922 Borrowing a racket

"Paipa--"

"Paipa--"

The ball was getting faster and faster, and everyone couldn't help but grow their mouths.

So wonderful!

The first point is that neither of them wants to lose.

But gradually someone discovered something was wrong. Zheng Changdong was getting farther and farther away from the table. Because of the frequent diagonal pulls, he could only run back and forth in the field.

On the other hand, Su Mo still stood calmly in front of the table without taking a step back. No matter how Zheng Changdong pulled the diagonal, he could reach the other side of the table in just one step and then accurately hit the ball back to the other side.

"Is this the national team? It's really strong!"

During the fight, Su Mo's mouth slightly raised, and it was almost time to end the warm-up.

"Ba"

Facing Zheng Changdong's arc ball, Su Mo narrowed his eyes and his offense changed instantly. The racket turned around in his hand. It was supposed to use reverse glue to return the ball, but in an instant it turned into a regular glue to return the ball.

As we all know, the presence of particles is more conducive to rotation.

He used the original power of Zheng Changdong's arc ball to give him a stronger rotation along the direction of the rotation of the ping-pong ball. The ping-pong ball passed a erratic trajectory in the air.

"Ba"

Landing at the left corner of the table, Zheng Changdong instantly changed the direction of his body by taking one foot and ran to the left of the table quickly.

but……

A strange scene appeared.

The ball did not rebound at all, rolled directly against the surface of the table. Until it landed on the ground, the ping-pong ball was still spinning violently, and its speed was still amazing.

Zheng Changdong stood there stupidly, looking at the ping-pong balls still spinning on the ground, couldn't help but spread his hands towards Deng Xudong on the sidelines, and then pointed to the table.

His first reaction was that there were tiny particles on the table, otherwise such irregular bounce would never have occurred.

Outside the fence, more than twenty athletes started to whisper.

“What’s the situation?”

"Why doesn't this ball pop up?"

"Can you still fight like this?"

Hearing everyone's doubts, Xiao Leng spoke and explained: "It should be that there is something on the table that caused the ball to bounce irregularly. Don't be surprised."

"So that's the case, I said."

"I thought it was Su Mo who did it on purpose, which made me happy for nothing..."

"Brother, this is a table tennis game, not acrobatics, ok?"

Deng Xuduan quickly took a towel, quickly wiped Zheng Changdong's desktop aside, and said, "Teacher Su, according to the rules of the international competition, you will score in this situation, and it is currently 1 to 0."

Although he won a bit improperly, he had already seen through the match of the ball just now that Su Mo's strength should not be underestimated. It has already explained everything that he can play against Zheng Changdong for more than 20 rounds.

The fact that Su Mo competes for quota is not that he is so stupid, but that he is really capable!

Thinking of this, he whispered to Zheng Changdong: "Be serious!"

Zheng Changdong: “…”

What is he not serious?

But facing Deng Xuduan, he could only nod helplessly.

"Coach Deng, check again to see if the desktop has been cleaned up." Su Mo's eyes were full of funny, and he disagreed with Xiao Leng's explanation just now.

What does it mean to have something on the desktop?

He obviously played the ball with his strength, so why did it turn into a balloon of luck?

Deng Xuduan didn't think much about it, and actually checked the table again, nodded to the two of them, "It's no problem anymore, the game continues, and at present, one to zero, Teacher Su is temporarily leading, and Xiao Zheng continues to serve."

Zheng Changdong took a breath, his face full of solemnity. Although he had just scored a goal, his quick running around his forehead had already made a layer of sweat on his forehead.

He adjusted his breath and served with a standard high-spanning spun.

When the ball landed on Su Mo's desk, it instantly jumped to the left, with a very large amplitude.

However, this did not have any impact on him. He quickly calculated in his mind, "Rotate 4.19 circles per second, swing angle 43 degrees, and additional 7.5 times of rotation, requiring 168 kilograms of force, rotation and tabletop angle 37.2 degrees..."

These thoughts flashed through his mind, and his right hand waved quickly.

This time, he did not hit the ball in the opposite direction because Zheng Changdong couldn't hit the ball back!

"Shit"

Just as Zheng Changdong was attacking, he swung in a blank space, and the ball did not rebound again. He rotated violently against the table, and perfectly drilled under his racket.

"puff--"

Outside the fence, Lu Fei had just taken a sip of water and was shocked by the scene and sprayed it out, just on Wu Yicheng's face.

Wu Yicheng's face turned black with a visible speed, but after seeing that the culprit was Lu Fei, he instantly turned cloudy and waved his hand generously, "It's okay, it's okay; continue watching the game..."

However, Lu Fei did not notice the mistake he made at all. He looked at the ping-pong ball spinning at Zheng Changdong's feet, and his eyebrows were tightly twisted into the character "Sichuan".

What's going on?

The ball still didn't bounce?

Really saw a ghost!

Not only Lu Fei thinks this way, but everyone is like this.

"What are you doing?"

"You see how many bulls the balls on the ground turn!"

"Have you just cleaned the desktop? Why can't you still pop up?"

"How do you feel like watching acrobatics?"

In the field.

Zheng Changdong looked down at the ping-pong ball that was still spinning around his feet, and his expression was very wonderful.

However, he suddenly seemed to think of something and quickly checked the table near the dropping point just now, but after looking, he didn't find anything.

Now, he couldn't figure it out at all.

Why doesn't the ball pop up?

Never encountered this situation before!

Deng Xuduan and Yu Siying came over and carefully checked Zheng Changdong's desktop, but no matter how they checked, they could not see any wrong.

"Brother Deng, there is nothing on the desktop?"

Yu Siying asked in confusion: "Why doesn't the ball rebound?"

"Don't ask me."

Deng Xu spread his hands, "This is the first time I have encountered this situation. Who knows what's going on!"

Yu Siying rubbed her head helplessly and asked, "What should I do now?"

"Continue the competition!"

Deng Xuduan sighed and said loudly: "The current score is 2 to 0, and the game continues!"

Zheng Changdong held his breath and quickly suppressed the messy thoughts in his mind. At present, the most important thing is not to worry about why the ball does not pop, but to win the game.

In an 11-point game, he has lost two points.

Not much, but Su Mo put a lot of pressure on him, making him dare not relax at all. Before the game started, he was still thinking about how to make Su Mo lose the game decently.

According to his expectations, if nothing unexpected happens, it is 11:0. However, as Su Mo's fans and so many people on the scene, he doesn't seem to make Su Mo lose too ugly.

I originally planned to wait until I was about to win and deliberately lose a few goals and give Su Mo a step forward.

At this moment, his idea was completely dispelled. He had to show all his strength in this game!

Su Mo smiled slightly at the doubts of everyone, and had no idea of ​​explaining them. Anyway, the crowd would definitely react when they waited.

After all, it can’t be repeated again and again!

The game continues and both sides exchange serving rights.

Looking at the table tennis ball in his hand, Su Mo smiled. His behavior of competing for the quota was already quite high-profile. Since that's the case, let's be more high-profile.

Luck balloon?

Then let everyone see what luck is!

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