Chapter 806 Exchanged

Shinpei scored a point, and then said with a smile: "Your strength is good, but there is still a big gap between you and Xu Song. Your chance of beating me is basically zero."

These words are too arrogant, and the audience who watched the show couldn't stand it anymore.

"Fuck, this guy is really too arrogant, he just took a ball, it is necessary to be so presumptuous."

"Damn it, Zhang Ziwen, come on."

"come on."

Japanese live streaming platform.

"Mr. Yiming is about to show his true skills. These Chinese people are really pathetic. Can't they see that Mr. Yiming is letting water?"

"That's right, Mr. Yiming couldn't catch that ball just now. He really thought he was very good."

"Haha, I am so excited that Shinpei Yiming is going to beat the players of the Huaxia team again today."

"Continue to watch the live broadcast and see what the Huaxia people will do."

...

Zhang Ziwen took a deep breath, his breathing became a little short, and the pressure in his heart suddenly increased.

A layman might not be able to see it, but he already felt that the other party was letting the water go before, and now he is probably going to show his real skills.

I just didn't expect this guy to be so strong.

Can't lose, absolutely can't lose.

Give yourself a roar, cheer yourself up, and serve.

Everyone is looking forward to it.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

10:4

Everyone was dumbfounded.

It wasn't Zhang Ziwen who took the lead, but the Japanese.

It's the last ball, if you lose, it's really over.

Zhang Ziwen was sweating profusely, and his hands began to tremble. The pressure in his heart was really too great, and he was about to collapse.

He took every ball very seriously without any relaxation.

But I just don't know why, some balls can't catch it.

And he could tell that the opponent was very good at fast fighting, and the counterattack was very fast. Sometimes, he couldn't react at all.

Shinpei held the ball and smiled slightly, "It's the last ball, are you ready?"

Although it was in Japanese and no one understood it, the TV viewers closed their eyes in despair as they watched the translation on the screen.

There is no possibility of any victory.

Ruined.

boom!

The game begins.

Just six seconds.

Zhang Ziwen looked at the ping pong ball bouncing on the ground stupidly, and was completely dumbfounded.

how so.

Kazuming Shinpei put the racket on the table and shook his shoulders helplessly, "It's easy to win."

Seeing that expression, the audience wished they could beat this guy to death.

Live platform.

"I can't stand it anymore, the station is closed, everyone take care."

"I was in a good mood today, but after watching Magic City Satellite TV, I felt like dying."

"Damn it, Shanghai Satellite TV, you f-cking wait for me."

The host looked at the scene and didn't know what to say for a while. Looking at Zhang Ziwen who was standing there motionless, he quickly comforted: "Competitive games, it is normal to win and lose, thank you two for giving us Bring on a fantastic game.”

Zhang Ziwen lowered his head, although he was recording a program now, his eyes were a little red.

He lived up to everyone's expectations.

The host came to Zhang Ziwen and comforted him in a low voice, telling him to stabilize.

At this time, he looked down the stage and saw the guest seats again.

He stared at Master Lin. He knew that the scene was out of control and the show was a mess, but he still hoped that someone could bring this situation back.

But even the professional national team players have lost, how can they be the opponents of the Japanese in terms of employment and professionalism.

At this time, the host and Master Lin looked at each other.

In his opinion, Master Lin is a very powerful person, and many miracles are done by him, but in the current situation, victory cannot be achieved by miracles, but must have absolute strength.

But suddenly, the host felt dazzled.

He noticed that Master Lin moved his lips and nodded towards him.

Although he doesn't understand lip language, Master Lin's mouth shape doesn't seem to be difficult to understand.

"I come."

Although I'm not sure if that's the meaning, but the meaning that the lips want to express seems to be this.

At this moment, the host didn't care so much, he had completely believed in Master Lin.

"The match just now was very exciting, but I'm afraid all the guests also want to play against the champion of the Asian World Championships. Next, I invite Master Lin to come on stage." The host said.

Lin Fan laughed in his heart, it seems that the host is not stupid, he understands it.

The desperate viewers in the live broadcast room were stunned when they heard the host's voice.

"Fuck? What's going on?"

"Master Lin came to the stage? The host's brain has been pumped out. Isn't this embarrassing Master Lin?"

"My motherfucker, Master Lin can lie down when he comes here as a guest. You are more stupid than the host, and you are an all-around player when Master Lin is the f*ck."

"Damn it, I'm a fuckin' mother at Magic City Satellite TV. If you make my idol ashamed, I'll fuck your whole family."

"Master Lin, don't go up, don't go up, let's not be ashamed."

...

But at this moment, under their gaze, Lin Fan stood up, and then walked onto the stage with a helpless smile on his face.

"I don't know how to play table tennis either. I haven't played much. It's very stressful to play against professional players." Lin Fan walked to the stage with a smile.

"Ah?" The host looked at Lin Fan in confusion, as if he hadn't reacted?

He didn't expect that Master Lin would not know it.

What did the nodding and lips talking just mean?

Lin Fan came to the host and whispered, "Look at me."

The host suddenly looked up at Master Lin, and then his heart jumped wildly, but he calmed down soon.

"Master Lin, you said you don't know how to play table tennis?"

Lin Fan, "It's not that I don't know how to do it. I have played occasionally. I have fought with Xu Song once or twice before. He said that my strength is not bad. If I practice hard, I can still be at an amateur level."

"Huh? Master Lin played with Xu Song?"

Lin Fan smiled and said, "I've played, just on that stone table. I think my own strength is not bad."

national team.

"Xu Song, have you ever played with Master Lin?"

Xu Song looked confused, "I've never played before, and I've never even seen it."

"Then this is..." Everyone was dumbfounded, some didn't quite understand.

online.

"Master Lin played with Xu Song?"

"Playing with a feather ball, how did Master Lin meet Xu Song?"

"What does Master Lin mean by saying that?"

"You ask me, who am I to ask?"

...

Lin Fan held the racket, "It's a little rusty, but it feels pretty good to be able to play against the Asian World Championship champion."

Shinpei Yiming looked at the person in front of him, his heart was full of disdain, he was looking for abuse.

But he doesn't mind playing well today and teaching these Chinese people a profound lesson.

Lin Fan opened the encyclopedia directly.

Looking at the table tennis knowledge, it is a bit expensive and requires 1,000 encyclopedia values.

But now the situation is different, the opponent must be killed.

redeemed.

...