They didn't know that Wang Chao was actually very calm.

"I'm very skilled in hitting my backhand, I have a lot of power, and I hit it very smartly. I know how to aim for my backhand."

Wang Chao thought silently: "Try something else."

Wang Chao continued to serve, but this time it was a forehand with short backspin. Tian Zhengguang was not in a hurry to attack with the ball and patiently swung it short to pass the net. Wang Chao was not in a hurry and continued to send it over. The two struggled for three rounds, and again

It was Tian Zhengguang who attacked first, and a challenge inside the table still landed on Wang Chao's left. Wang Chao blocked it in a hurry, and after a few rounds, he lost points again.

Yan Feng announced the score loudly: "2:0, Tian Zhengguang serves."

"You see, when professional players are serious, the gap will appear." The old man said proudly: "This classmate of yours is actually quite good at playing, but others just stare at his backhand, and he, who was so flashy, just now

The backhand is long, and now the forehand is short. This is not good. You have to find the opponent's weakness and beat him to death."

Liu Yue was worried: "Then what is the opponent's weakness?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled without saying a word.

Wang Chao had more knowledge: "The ball inside the table is not delicate enough, and the offense emphasizes quality too much. Although it was successful this time, the overall success rate should not be too high. This guy... is more of a fighting type."

, this style of play is quite consistent with his character."

As a former national coach, Wang Chao has always believed that a player's playing style should be consistent with his personality. Only in this way can the ball played be reasonable. When he created a technical and tactical system for his disciples in his previous life, he also

This has always been done well.

But now he faces Tian Zhengguang, who is just a substitute for a small city team. Even his technical routines are not yet finalized, so it is difficult to judge. He must try and observe in person before Wang Chao can determine what Tian Zhengguang is.

What type of player.

Tian Zhengguang serves.

It was actually the same as Wang Chao's first ball. He stole a long ball and ran towards Wang Chao's left hand.

"It's interesting...are you trying to teach me how to be a good person? And he always only focuses on the backhand position. He is persistent, but he is also a bit rigid." Wang Chao did not catch the ball well, and the ball he caught was too high.

Tian Zhengguang directly kicked off the board and smashed hard, 3:0.

"It's getting worse and worse." Han Feng sighed: "Tell me, if the score is 11:0 later, will Chaozi be upset?"

"Definitely." Liu Yue also sighed: "He obviously fights so well, but he always hides it. He obviously wants to make a surprise move, but he didn't fly and was pushed down."

On the field, the score gradually became unfavorable. It jumped from 3:0 to 7:0 in one breath. Wang Chao was passive throughout the game and did not score a single point. The cheers of the golfers gradually became quieter.

He was the only one who always looked calm.

"Snapped!"

Another goal, 8:0.

At this moment, Tian Zhengguang snorted heavily.

He had been holding his breath just now, but he was afraid of being slapped in the face, so he kept silent. Until now, he felt that the overall situation was decided.

Even the coach over there, Lao Tian, ​​looked much better and seemed relieved.

"That's it?"

Tian Zhengguang was not in a hurry to squat down to catch the ball. He stood at the edge of the stage, stroking the racket and squinting at Wang Chao: "Long Tao took advantage of his carelessness and won a few balls. Do you think he can challenge professional players? You know

I wonder how big the gap is between amateurs and professionals?”

Wang Chao was not angry.

He found it very interesting.

Although this is an eighteen-year-old young body, after all, it is a forty-year-old soul that lives inside, and has seen countless changes in the stadium and various players with different personalities, so seeing Tian Zhengguang

With his current appearance, he could almost clearly guess all of Detian Zhengguang's mental journey.

He can probably guess what Tian Zhengguang will do next.

He straightened up, tossed a few balls, looked at Tian Zhengguang calmly, and said, "I'm going to take it seriously."

Tian Zhengguang was stunned, and then burst into laughter.

"You are so ridiculous." Tian Zhengguang relaxed completely and laughed loudly: "Just hearing your words shows how naive you are. I was too lazy to say it just now, but I might as well say it clearly now, what future does a straight person have these days?

Seeing the way you hold the racket, I know you have no future! As for beating me, just dream!"

Wang Chao serves with regular short backspin.

Tian Zhengguang pushed forward steadily, preparing to compete with Wang Chao on basic skills.

But Wang Chao did not continue to challenge him this time. Instead, he suddenly moved forward, flipped his wrist, and made an extremely beautiful challenge on the stage. It was fast and tricky, and he scored directly, 1:8.

"Huh?" Tian Zhengguang was a little surprised, but he didn't take it to heart and continued to concentrate on waiting for the next ball.

Wang Chao's serve still had short backspin, but the landing point was a little farther than before.

Tian Zhengguang didn't want to give Wang Chao too many opportunities. He directly attacked, but was blocked by Wang Chao. He attacked again, was blocked again, continued to attack, and was blocked again. So he attacked with all his strength, and the ball came out directly.

2:8.

Next, change the field and serve for glory.

Tian Zhengguang thought carefully for a while, and finally made a high toss. The ball turned quite fast, and even became a little floaty because it rotated too fast and rubbed against the air.

But Wang Chao simply turned sideways and snapped the board directly without any friction. When the small silver ball flew over, it was a straight line with an almost perfect angle. It just passed the net and hit the table.

Go up and fly high.

3:8.

Tian Zhengguang finally began to feel that something was wrong. He bounced the ball on the table seven or eight times before he made up his mind and planned not to give Wang Chao any opportunities for tricks or sneak attacks.

He sent an extremely short backspin, and the ball almost flew past the net, without any chance of a direct challenge.

Sure enough, Wang Chao could only swing short.

"Finally, it's a situation that I'm comfortable with." Tian Zhengguang was secretly happy. He remembered clearly that the two goals just now were in this situation, and he won both in the end.

However, this time, he and Wang Chao went back and forth for eight rounds, but still couldn't find any chance to make a move. On the contrary, on the ninth board, he was so impatient that he accidentally let the ball go high and was hit by Wang Chao.

Hit him hard with a board.

4:8.

The audience, which had been quiet at first, began to become restless again.

Some good golfers vaguely feel that this high school boy seems to be playing better than he did at the beginning.

Whether it is the posture of the shot, the strength of the shot, or the angle, it seems that it is becoming more and more standard.

They just thought that Wang Chao's condition had improved, but they didn't know that this was a former table tennis king who was getting familiar with his new body.

In the first eight balls, Wang Chao was not only observing Tian Zhengguang's technical characteristics, but also gradually looking for the familiar feeling on the court. He wanted his soul to fully fit and blend with his new body, allowing himself to

I am familiar enough with my current two legs, two arms, and two hands to rediscover the correct muscle memory on the court.

He is more powerful than in his previous life.

His perception is sharper than in his previous life.

He needs to know how fast his eyes can capture the trajectory.

He needs to know if his ears can hear the wind of the ball flying over.

He needs the racket in his hand to be in the right place at the right time.

Everything needs to be reacquainted.

He is like a super power leveler, retraining an alt with perfect initial data indicators.

This should be a very complicated and lengthy process.

Just like those professional table tennis players, they need to train hard day after day and year after year to establish various standardized technical modules.

But Wang Chao only used eight balls.

He didn't really achieve a perfect fit, but he was sure that it was more than enough to deal with Tian Zhengguang.
Chapter completed!