Small goals, first to be the world's first [Competition]

"Su Yuan, come on."

"Little beauty, I'm waiting for you in the final."

"Fart, you are obviously waiting for me in the final!"

At this time, Su Yuan was walking to the referee's table to conduct a ball guessing session with his opponent this time, but suddenly heard a voice from outside the baffle.

Su Yuan, who was extremely focused and never paid attention to who came outside the venue, was startled by the sound, patted his chest and turned around, only to realize that there were so many people gathered outside his venue.

Eh?Su Yuan blinked and was stunned for a moment.

Under normal circumstances, athletes will not watch other athletes' games before their own game is about to start, because this may have a certain impact on their own game state.

Of course, those who are full of confidence and have absolute confidence in their own state will not care about this.

Su Yuan looked at the top four in the world who turned around and greeted him with smiles when he heard the sound, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

If he remembers correctly, these matches seem to be arranged after him?

Forget about Enoch and Samuel, Su Yuan has already experienced the self-confidence and arrogance of these two people, but Woolf Ted, who is the second in the world, and Eli Burton, who is the third in the world, can't tell , They are also such arrogant and confident people, huh?

Su Yuan thought this way with interest in his heart, but he didn't forget that he was on the field at this time.

He nodded to his "luxury spectator group", flashed a bright smile in response, and turned his head precisely before the referee urged.

"Literal or flowery?" The referee seemed a little dissatisfied with the interruption from outside the court just now, and asked Su Yuan with a slight frown.

"Flower noodles." Su Yuan raised the corners of his lips and replied confidently and flamboyantly with a sly smile.

Who is not a confident person?

Since they wanted to see it, how could they disappoint the guests who came from afar?

Su Yuan quietly watched the coin in the referee's hand being tossed up and then dropped, and it was fixed on the side with the flower side, the smile on the corner of his lips widened even more.

Since the god of luck is favoring me at this moment, please take a good look at it.

Su Yuan didn't look back at the few people watching the match again, but smiled at his opponent this time - the 22-year-old British player ranked 1th in the world, pointed to the table, and the two walked together [-] minute practice on the table before the game.

"He seems to have a stronger fighting spirit." Wulf squinted his eyes and said as he looked at Su Yuan's receding back. He habitually wanted to push his glasses, and only halfway up his hand did he remember today's order. The game did not wear glasses, and slowly put down his hands.

"Well, maybe it's to entertain us." Samuel Mancini folded his hands on his chest and said with a smile.

Didn't hear the familiar choking sound, Samuel raised his eyebrows and turned his head curiously, and saw Enoch, who was aroused by Su Yuan's momentum and full of fighting spirit, was staring at Su Yuan in the field, as if he was about to I want to rush up and play a game.

Probably this person didn't pay attention to what he said just now. Samuel shrugged, with a wicked smile at the end of his eyes, his voice was low, but he seemed to be aiming at Enoch Robb, wanting to go Drilled in his ears.

"Ha, impulsive brat."

"Who are you talking about?" This time Enoch Robb finally couldn't ignore the annoying voice, and turned his head to stare at Samuel Mancini angrily, "Aren't you the same age as me?"

Hearing this, Samuel put on a look of surprise and injury, but the words he said were still provocative: "Sure enough, the number one in the world doesn't pay attention to others at all. I'm half a year older than you, and I'm already 24." .”

Enoch Robb: ...Damn it, don't let anyone stop me, let me fight him, hand-to-hand kind of thing.

Seeing that the tense atmosphere between the two was about to ignite, Eli Burton, who was standing beside Woolf watching the show, still helplessly supported his forehead, took a step forward, stretched out his hand to press Enoch's shoulder, and then Raising his eyes, he glanced at Samuel Mancini with a half-smile.

So both of them were honest.

There were two soft applause, and Woolf Ted also stepped forward.

"It seems that senior Eli's prestige has not diminished?"

Eli Bolton felt his head hurt even more. As the oldest and most stable person present, at least he thought so. Who could tell him why the current juniors are getting skinnier than each other?

There is only Enoch in his head who is playing ball and nothing else. If you don’t provoke him, you will die. Woolf Ted, who is not well thought out.

Thinking about it this way, the well-behaved children in Su Haizhong's family looked more pleasing to the eye, and Eli's gaze on Su Yuan in the field became more kind.

Speaking of which, the reason why this group of people are so excited today is due to the children in the field who are completely absorbed in the game at the moment.

A trace of curiosity and inquiry flashed in Eli Burton's eyes.

Although he had known Su Yuan for a long time, and also knew that Enoch Rob had lost to Su Yuan, but no matter how Enoch acted like a baby, or how the red-haired coach jumped, Eli never went to see him. I have studied Su Yuan's game video.

With a tinge of rigidity and arrogance handed down from a previous era that had ended, Eli Burton would always believe only what he saw.

What kind of demeanor will Su Haizhong, his son who once amazed the entire era, have?

Eli Burton was looking forward to it.

In the arena, Su Yuan and his opponent have also finished the pre-match practice.

Feeling that the eyes that fell on him seemed to gain a bit of strength, Su Yuan couldn't help but straighten his chest even more.

The ball that the two of them used to practice just now was already lying safely in Su Yuan's palm. Feeling the familiar touch in his palm, Su Yuan exhaled lightly, squatted down, lowered his center of gravity, and posed Ready to serve.

One of the three international competitions held at home, the first knockout match, if you fail, you can't do it again. The fans are looking forward to it, and there are so many top players in the world watching the game.

Will you be nervous?

Of course, it is impossible not to be nervous.

His heart was beating fast, but the blood in Su Yuan's body was also boiling bit by bit.

The more this was the case, the more excited Su Yuan was. Maybe he was born suitable for such a highly anticipated scene.

There is nowhere to vent the enthusiasm and excitement, but to play a smooth and dripping road through the racket in the hand and the ball in the hand.

Su Yuan's opponent, the 22-year-old British player Henry Vick, felt a little shocked when he saw the scorching light in the eyes of the kid across the table.

Now, none of the top 12 players in the World Cup is not a genius. Henry Vick, who is ranked No.[-] in the world and No. [-] in China, is known as the once-in-a-century genius in the empire on which the sun never sets, naturally has his talents. pride.

He didn't take this Chinese brat to heart at all before. As a loyal reader of The British Times, he believed in the prediction made by The British Times. Oh, this Chinese brat in front of him is destined to be as short-lived as the geniuses in China. The test is destined to be no match for a genius like him.

Even when he was just guessing the ball, he was still wondering why this little Chinese kid could attract the attention of so many top players. He should be the one who got the attention.

Until now, being watched by Su Yuan's wolf-like war-like eyes and gently smoothing the goosebumps on his arms, Henry Vic figured out a little difference.

This person seemed to be different from the Chinese players he had faced before.

But... so what!

He bears the expectations of the fans and the glory of the empire on which the sun never sets. He cannot live up to the honorary title of "a rare genius" bestowed on him by the empire on which the sun never sets. My child, he can't show his timidity first.

What's more, he also wants the eyes of those top players to fall on him!

Henry Wick smiled at Gentleman Su Yuan, with a meticulous smile, just like a gentleman with British specialties, but the breath around him was not as peaceful as his smile.

Stimulated by Su Yuan, he was also aroused to fight, and a big battle was imminent.

it is good!

Sensing the opponent's aura, Su Yuan shouted in his heart, his eyes became brighter.

Then he tossed the ball, and the black rubber rubbed against the white ball as it hit the racket.

Under the extreme color contrast, what follows is the extreme speed and rotation.

"Very good. High-quality topspin. It hits the small backhand triangle, and the landing point is more accurate." In the commentary hall, this time there was no nagging Liu Nian to help him share the pressure of commentary. Taking on all the narration tasks, he praised Su Yuan without hesitation, then turned his eyes to Su Yuan's opponent, and changed his tone.

"Ah, Henry Wick received it, but the ball is a bit high." Fade Chen didn't speak so fast, but he spoke very concisely, but it always sounded like he was in a slow and orderly manner.

It's a bit perverted, but, does it sound weird?Some viewers squatting in the live broadcast room rubbed their hands secretly, wanting to hear more from Fade Chen.

But Fade Chen saw the ball without any suspense, so he closed his mouth again.

His and Liu Nian's commentary styles are very different. If Liu Nian was here, he would definitely shout "chance ball" excitedly, but Fade Chen is too lazy. It may be because of his previous strength and realm. If you can't take it down, then Fade Chen might say something venomous.

Su Yuan in the arena naturally wouldn't give Fade Chen a chance to speak harshly. He stared closely at the small ball that flew back at high speed with a slightly higher arc.

Then - the rotation of the waist and abdomen drives the arms to swing the racket forward, and the racket is pressed down to an angle at the moment of impact, and then, the racket is ruthlessly brought to the top of the head!

The small body exploded with enormous strength.

The white ball almost rubbed against the entire racket, with a more ferocious spin and speed than the previous one, like a silver wolf, rushing towards the opposite table with the sound of howling wind and roar.

Blast the loop ball!

There is no doubt that this is a perfect blast loop ball!

It was just the second board of the first ball in the opening game, and Su Yuan used a perfect explosive loop ball to blow up the atmosphere of the audience.

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