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

In the midsummer of August, the sky in Paris gave the face of the Olympic prosperity, and today is still a bright and sunny day.

It has been more than an hour since the game started at [-] o'clock and six innings have been played.

Outside the venue, the moon and stars were sparse, and the evening breeze on the banks of the Seine gently blew, and shimmering fragments of light appeared on the water, as if picking off the stars in the sky.

The incomparably quiet scenery was also filled with fireworks because of the occasional cheers and applause in the nearby venues.

The two brightest stars, in the brightly lit and resplendent stadium, all the light gently shone on them.

The hot atmosphere in the arena has reached its highest point.

Although it is already past nine o'clock in the evening, the summer temperature has not dropped at all, and even because of the hot and dry atmosphere in the stadium, the temperature seems to be a little higher than outside.

Zhong Yu's dry clothes, which he changed before the start of the fifth game, were almost soaked again, let alone Su Yuan.

Su Yuan persisted until the end of the fifth round before changing his clothes. After the sixth round, the red clothes turned dark red again.

The towel couldn't even wipe off the sweat on their bodies. Su Yuan pulled out his hair and straightly pulled it into a big back. Under the delicate beauty's tip, there was a pair of bright eyes with light.

Sweat dripped down, and under the spotlights that were as bright as day in the arena, it was crystal clear.

"call--"

Both of them propped their legs up, panting, and no one else could hear them, but they both felt the faint smell of blood rising from their throats.

Muscles are clamoring for exhaustion, but their hearts are still clamoring for longing.

It's hotter, more exciting, and heart-pounding than before.

The seventh inning tiebreaker begins.

Both of them used up their time-out rights in the first few rounds, and at this time, both of them were almost exhausted. This was a round with no way out, but the ball they played still didn't hit softly. a cent.

Chen Fei's words became less and less as the game progressed, and the seventh game was basically silent, and he devoted himself to the deciding game, and occasionally spoke a few words on some different balls.

"Hey, Fade Chen, why don't Su Yuan and Zhong Yu change their lines now?"

In the game, Su Yuan and Zhong Yu have reached a 4:4 tie.

The director in the headset reminded them to talk more to bring up the atmosphere, so Mr. Chen had no choice but to control the field again, and asked with a little helplessness but genuine feelings and doubts.

From the first ball of the final round, Su Yuan and Zhong Yu no longer changed their lines as frequently as in the previous rounds. Several balls were almost at the same point to compete for the purest point.

Mr. Chen didn't quite understand such a change, and the audience also wanted to know why, so Mr. Chen asked.

Only then did Fade come back to his senses slightly, and realized that he was not only a spectator, but also had the job of commentary. He straightened his face and replied: "When it comes to the final round, don't you think that every shot they hit is still so hard, with There seems to be no difference in the quality of the ball in the first few innings, but in fact, their bodies are basically exhausted after playing so intensely in the seventh inning."

"At this time, their confrontation is actually a stalemate to test the bottom line of the body. A rash change of line will instead become a scoring opportunity for the opponent. As long as the quality is low, they will be seized and counterattacked."

"It's not that they don't want to change the line, but that they are all waiting for that opportunity. For the two who are now entering the final round, such an opportunity must not be let go, and it must not be given to the other party."

As soon as Chen Fei's words fell, the actions of Su Yuan and Zhong Yu in the field at the next moment just confirmed his words.

Now it's the ninth ball, and Su Yuan's right to serve first in the last decisive game, so this ball is Su Yuan's serving round.

Su Yuan made a short forehand, and after Zhong Yu flicked a long swing, Su Yuan blocked the backhand and also chopped back, the two entered a direct confrontation with topspin again.

The two faced each other for six or seven boards on the near middle table of their forehand half table. Both of them controlled their movements extremely patiently, waiting for the other's opportunity.

On the eighth board, Zhong Yu's return ball landed a little bit off. The previous few boards were against Su Yuan, which made him uncomfortable, but this ball hit his forehand a little away from the sideline. , It is much more comfortable than the landing points of the previous few balls.

Although it is still not the most comfortable position, this opportunity is enough for him to make a move. After all, if he waits any longer, it may be that he has deformed his movements first.

That doesn't work.

Su Yuan's eyes were fixed on the ball, and his eyes became sharp at this moment.

The wolf of the steppe locks on to his prey.

Because the speed of the incoming ball was very fast, Su Yuan didn't lead the racket a lot, but the speed and strength of the racket were great.

Su Yuan took a step back with his left foot, his feet were firmly planted on the ground, his foot was extremely stable, and then his arm quickly drew the racket to his waist, and he twisted his waist when the ball fell on his table and bounced, his center of gravity shifted from Switch left foot to right foot.

All the power is transferred to the arms through the connection of the body muscles.

In just a few tenths of a second, just a blink of an eye, after the ball touched the table, it quickly bounced up and rose to the highest point. At the same time, Su Yuan's racket also stopped the ball from falling as expected. track.

"boom!"

With a crisp and dull sound, Su Yuan pulled a sharp looping ball sideways, and took the lead in changing a big slash.

Originally, the two had been fighting in a straight line, but Su Yuan's change of line instantly broke the rhythm of the game.

The fans' eyes widened instantly.

Fade Chen said before that they were basically exhausted by this round, so can Zhong Yu catch the sudden change of the ball?

Zhong Yu's reaction was faster than anyone imagined.

Obviously, the muscles all over his body had accumulated lactic acid and were extremely tight, but he didn't show any fatigue, and even kept gritting his teeth to push his limit, the madness and stubbornness in his bones were all stimulated.

The opportunity just now was seized by Su Yuan, and Zhong Yu discovered the flaw in his shot at the first moment.

At that moment, Zhong Yu changed his mind.

Since the mistakes made when the body reaches its limit cannot be avoided, it is better to turn these mistakes into opportunities.

He guessed that his ingot would definitely change its line, because Su Yuan never let go of the opportunity to attack, so the moment Zhong Yu realized his mistake, he immediately started to move.

It was too late to run to the backhand table and turn sideways, but Zhong Yu still had his unique trick——

Penhold and horizontal strike.

Take a big step to the left, bend your waist and draw in your abdomen, stretch the racket, wrist and arm tightly into a straight line, and tilt the racket face slightly forward.

Then at the moment when the ball comes, the legs drive the waist, the belt drives the hands, with the elbows as the fulcrum, leading the arms and wrists forward and upward.

--"boom!!"

It seemed to be louder and deeper than the ball that Su Yuan hit, and rushed fiercely towards Su Yuan's backhand baseline.

4: 5.

Su Yuan seized the opportunity first, but Zhong Yu took the last point.

Therefore, we never know what will happen in the next second until the last moment of the game. This is the charm of competitive sports.

"Pen-hold shot, it's so beautiful, it's a good shot!" Fade Chen's excited voice sounded, and there was applause from the auditorium.

No matter how many times you watch it, the audience will be shocked by Zhong Yu's textbook-like or even surpassing textbook pen-hold strokes.

This kind of technology has really not appeared in the table tennis world for many years. The technology of penhold grip horizontal hitting was short-lived in the two years before Huaguo fell to the peak, and after the change of ball incident, after Huaguo fell to the altar, this technology almost completely disappeared. In the sight of everyone.

Except for some persistent pen-hold grip enthusiasts, few people still remember this technique, so when Zhong Yu re-used the pen-hold style of play and used the pen-hold grip technique in the world arena, he could Said to have shocked the whole world.

Penhold shooting is a technique that seems to violate common sense. The penhold itself is a test of the strength and flexibility of the wrist of the holder. When using a penhold to backhand, the twisted angle of the wrist , basically ordinary people can't do it, and they have to be shocked after seeing it.

In addition, the rotation of the pen-hold grip is very strong, and the pen-hold grip and the horizontal backhand are two completely different effects, and the visual experience for the audience is also completely different.

If the backhand twisting and pulling of the horizontal grip is the violent aesthetics of opening and closing, then the beauty of the horizontal grip of the penhold grip is like a needle hidden in the cotton, sharp yet elegant, flexible and secretly restrained.

The backhand position of the penhold grip player is a weakness, but the penhold grip player turns this weakness into an advantage.

Every time Zhong Yu hits with a penhold grip, the audience will be attracted all the attention by his unique but extremely perfect movements and the undisguised sharpness in his movements.

As for the match between Su Yuan and Zhong Yu, the fans were still admiring Zhong Yu's pen-hold shot one moment ago, but the next moment they were attracted by Su Yuan's violent pull of the ball.

The two were struggling to the limit on the field, and the eyes of the audience couldn't help but jump back and forth with them. Even though the final match between Su Yuan and Zhong Yu hadn't finished yet, the audience basically believed that this was the most exciting event in Olympic table tennis. A contest.

This is an undisputed, extreme visual feast.

In the deciding game, Zhong Yu reached five points first, and the two sides switched venues again. The next ball, the tenth ball, was still Su Yuan's right to serve.

If both of his serve rights are scored by Zhong Yu, he will be in danger.

The closer the game came to an end, the more tired his body became, but Su Yuan's mind became clearer.

This ball, he served a non-spin ball.

The one that looks like a spinning ball doesn't spin the ball.

Su Yuan dared to use this tactic in front of the potato who was most familiar with him.

Crazy and decisive.

But he succeeded.

Su Yuan has never played a non-spin before this final. This ball is very important. Even if Zhong Yu was mentally prepared, he did not expect that Su Yuan would suddenly serve a non-spin on this ball. More importantly, Su Yuan's acting skills on this ball are too good, one does not spin the ball, but Su Yuan uses the movement of backspin to serve the ball, but there is no flaw in it.

Zhong Yu catches the ball according to the backspin, and rubs the board back. As a matter of course, the ball goes high.

Su Yuan had been prepared for a long time, and when he went up, it was a backhand flip.

Su Yuan's three rebounds ended the ball.

5: 5.

The two sides drew again.

Next, rub long, swing short, backhand at a large angle, and forehand straight.

The delicacy of ball control and the madness of fighting are perfectly integrated in the two of them.

7: 7.

10: 8.

10: 10.

Even though they were exhausted, even though their movements had begun to deform, neither of them dared to breathe a sigh of relief first. Both of them had terrible resilience, and the deciding game came to a scrimmage again.

After entering the scrimmage, the No. 20 ball is changed to serve once after hitting a ball. According to the right to serve at the beginning of this round, this ball belongs to Su Yuan.

The little tricks that have been used before are useless. At this time, the most critical and heart-pounding time, the most testing is actually the basic skills and mentality of the players.

Su Yuan could hear his heart beating faster and faster, but his brain and hands became more stable, as if he had entered a special, selfless state.

There was no fancy serve for this ball. Su Yuan served one, which was the same as the first ball in this final, a hook serve.

The hook serve was Su Yuanxue's first skillful serve.

He took this serve as the beginning of the final with Zhong Yu, and he also wanted this serve to be the end.

This ball was different from the first ball. In the first ball, the two were in full swing and their firepower was fully fired. Up to now, the two of them basically only relied on the breath of faith in their hearts to hold on.

But this ball is very similar to the first ball: Although there is only one breath left, they still pulled almost ten rebounds in this ball, and the quality is still extremely high.

Even if the first ball wiped the net, this one also wiped the net.

It's just not at the beginning, but after laning for ten boards.

In the stalemate between the two, Zhong Yu pulled back a new board, and he didn't know whether it was God's will or man's will. The ball touched the net and stopped on the net.

There was a pause visible to the naked eye for a few tenths of a second.

The pupils of the audience shook, staring at the small white ball that was on the net, paused on the white line, but spinning violently, opened their mouths wide, in disbelief.

Can the ball still stop on the net? ?

The audience had never seen such a scene before, and felt that their worldview had been impacted.

People who watch the game have time to be surprised and shocked, but those who watch the game have no time to think at all.

It was Zhong Yu's mistake to wipe the net for the first ball. That time, the net wipe wiped off the spin of Zhong Yu's ball. Su Yuan quickly seized the opportunity and hit back.

But this ball's brushing of the net is not a mistake, it is more like God's will, because the spin is too strong, and it just hit the top of the net, so it paused there because of the friction.

It's not that there is no probability of it happening, but that the probability is too small, which directly fills up the drama of the game.

The ball stops on the net, the spin disappears, and the result will only fall against the net.

Su Yuan's reaction speed has almost reached the limit of the human body, and he instantly leaned his upper body forward. In this case, Su Yuan still remembers that his body cannot touch the table, but it is really impossible for the ball not to lean his whole body over. Received this ball, so he threw his racket directly.

But it's a pity that this ball was really favored by God for Zhongyu.

Before the racquet slid across the table and touched the ball, the ball fell against the net and bounced several times on the table.

10: 11.

The match point of the entire final fell into the hands of Zhong Yu, and Zhong Yu had the right to serve the next ball.

[Holy shit, God favors me, at this time, playing with the ball is a mentality. 】

[Yeah, it's too emotional, I'm curious, can Su Yuan hold on]

[The presence of the Internet is a bit strong today]

[Isn't Su Yuan's birthday today, the birthday debuff? 】

The more nervous I was, the more I couldn't help nagging, the barrage was denser than before.

But there is no right to pause on the field, and the game will not stop like the ball just now.

Su Yuan shook his head with a helpless smile, walked over and took back his racket, gently stroked the handle with his fingers, let out a sigh of relief, and returned to the table.

The game continues.

With Zhong Yu's match point and Zhong Yu's right to serve, the game seemed to have reached a desperate situation.

Relying on his strong strength and mentality, Su Yuan rubbed his head, pulled back, and once again snatched back the match point.

11: 11.

For the next ball, it was Su Yuan's turn to serve again.

This time, luck finally stood on Su Yuan's side, and he took the match point into his own hands with a side-kick.

12: 11.

However, with the next goal, Zhong Yu once again equalized the score.

12: 12.

It seems that God does not want their game results to be controversial because of dribbling, and it is also the most hardcore strength of the two when they face the most important match point.

There were no surprises in the last two goals.

The fans held their hearts tightly, and after the extremely exciting duel, the final result of the game was finally announced.

14: 12.

The game is over and the champion is born.

The breath in his heart was finally relieved, and Su Yuan couldn't help but staggered slightly.

The next moment, he quickly abandoned his old buddy, put the racket on the table, and threw himself towards Zhong Yu.

This champion deserved his name. In this match, Zhong Yu was convinced that he lost.

Although he couldn't help being a little sad, Zhong Yu still hid his emotions, stretched out his arms, opened his arms, and caught his treasure that was running towards him.

Amidst the thunderous applause of the audience, under the live broadcast cameras from all over the world, Su Yuan hugged Zhong Yu's neck and hung it on him for more than half a minute. Open Zhongyu.

The boy's eyes were shining brightly, but the corner of his mouth had the brightest smile.

He bowed deeply to the auditorium on all sides.

The light shone on his body, as if all the starlight had fallen on the top of his head, condensing into the most brilliant crown.

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A bit late, but this chapter is fat...!