Chapter 932 Borrowing a Racket

Upon hearing the news, all the athletes in the gym came to the table tennis training area. Even Wu Yicheng and badminton coach Xie Haiqing turned a blind eye.

After all, even if you want to hide such a big thing, you probably won't be able to hide it.

Don't satisfy the curiosity of these little guys, so that the next training will not be delayed.

"Lei Youhui!"

"Li Yibin!"

"Zhao Sheng!"

"Zheng Changdong!"

The four men in sportswear said in unison, "Please ask Mr. Su for advice."

When they knew that Su Mo was going to compete for the qualifications of international college students, there was only one thought in their minds.

absurd!

Can Su Mo know table tennis?

Never heard of it!

And their four worst members are also members of the national second team. Isn't this challenging their jobs?

Because of this, the four of them are full of energy in their hearts, and it is about the number of places in the competition, and no one intends to release water!

"It's just a discussion."

Su Mo didn't care about the attitude of the four of them. After all, his behavior was equivalent to kicking the gym. It was strange that the four of them had good looks.

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Outside the fence, Xiao Lengxiu frowned deeply, "How can you beat me!"

"Xiao Leng, what did you say?"

A girl admiringly said, "Mr. Su is the first genius of the Xia Kingdom, so he must be able to beat him!"

"Miss, can you calm down for a while?"

Xiao Leng was speechless, "Have you heard that Su Mo can play table tennis? He is now facing a member of the national team. In all fairness, there is almost no chance of victory!"

"It does seem to make some sense."

The girl nodded, looking at Su Mo's back, her eyes were quickly filled with admiration, "However, Teacher Su is not an ordinary person, he can definitely do it!"

Xiao Leng: "..."

have to.

In vain!

Not far away, Xie Haiqing raised his eyebrows at Wu Yicheng who was beside him, "Old Wu, do you think Su Mo might win?"

"how could I know?"

Wu Yicheng shook his head, "If it's basketball, let alone one-on-four, even one-on-five, I have confidence in Su Mo, but this is table tennis!"

"Although they are all balls, this ball is not that ball!"

"Oh?"

Xie Haiqing smiled lightly and said: "It seems that you are not very optimistic about Su Mo, and to be honest, I am not optimistic either. Like this kind of competitive sports, the national team almost represents the highest level in the country. It's bullshit."

"Don't make such an early conclusion. It's hard to say anything about Su Mo."

Wu Yicheng sighed: "It's not that you don't know, this young man himself is the spokesperson of miracles. He has done too many incredible things. We can just take a good look at it."

"Yes." Xie Haiqing nodded silently.

The words 'Su Mo' represent variables!

in the field.

Looking at the four people in front of him, Su Mo always felt as if something was missing. After looking around, he realized that he was missing something.

racket!

To play, you have to use a racket, right?

But he didn't—

He turned his eyes and saw the four members of the women's table tennis team who were looking for his autograph just now, his eyes lit up instantly, and he strode over.

"cough--"

"That... a few beauties, can you borrow a racket?"

"Mr. Su, you didn't bring a racket?"

Xiao Leng really wanted to kneel for Su Mo. Playing without a racket is the same as going to the battlefield without a gun.

Su Mo nodded without blushing, "I came in a little hurry, I forgot."

In fact, he didn't forget to bring the racket at all, he didn't have one at all...

"Use mine!"

"Su Mo, use my..."

The other three girls were more active than each other, and hurriedly handed the racket in front of Su Mo.

This scene saw everyone talking.

"I'm going, Su Mo didn't bring a racket?"

"This heart is really big enough!"

"It's the first time I've seen a racket borrowed for a game, as expected of Su Mo, haha—"

"If I can win this, I will eat a hundred tons of dung on the spot!"

"Brother, you are a ruthless man!"

Su Mo took a racket and thanked: "Thank you, it will be over soon, it won't take too long."

After speaking, he turned around and walked to the table, and said to Deng Xuduan and Yu Siying, who served as referees, "Two coaches, can we start?"

Deng Xuduan glanced at his teammates and announced loudly: "The winner will be determined in one round. In the first round, Su Mo will play against Zheng Changdong. Now the game begins."

Zheng Changdong walked to the front of the stage, "Mr. Su, although I'm a fan of yours, it's about the number of places in the competition, so I'll offend you!"

Su Mo smiled slightly and said calmly, "You serve first, let's start!"

Zheng Changdong took a breath, held his breath, and focused on a high-throw internal rotation serve. Serve is his forte. In addition, the positive glue of his racket is 0.9 mm particles, which is more intense than ordinary people's rotation.

The moment the ping pong ball hit the table, Su Mo had already shot, but the moment the ball bounced, the ball's track bounced abnormally, and the ping pong ball that should have bounced to the left suddenly bounced to the right.

, completely avoiding his racket.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Changdong showed a smile, but before he was happy, his pupils shrank violently.

Su Mo's racket instantly appeared to the right, and with a slight twist of his wrist, the table tennis ball crossed a perfect arc in the air and quickly landed on the opposite corner of Zheng Changdong.

"I go…"

Zheng Changdong crossed his right leg and threw the ball vigorously as a counterattack. As a member of the national team, his basic skills were extremely solid. Although he was a little hasty, he still hit the ball back without a hitch.

Not only did he hit back, but he also hit the other side of Su Mo with a very fast speed.

In the face of Zheng Changdong's counterattack, Su Mo was calm and took one step forward, and the whole person moved from the left side of the table to the right side.

Zheng Changdong took a small step and was pulling with his backhand.

At this moment, he was no longer careless. After only two rounds, he realized that Su Mo was definitely not as unbearable as he thought, and these two counterattacks were too professional.

Even, he has a feeling of fighting against Xu Ze, the sense of oppression is too great!

"Clap--"

"Clap--"

"Clap--"

In a blink of an eye, more than ten rounds had passed, and a group of melon-eating crowds were stunned.

"I rely on!"

"Wow, wow—"

"Very beautiful!"

"That's fine too? Bulls!"

Outside the fence, bursts of exclamations sounded, louder than louder.

Everyone watched this scene in shock. At the beginning, no one thought that Su Mo could fight Zheng Changdong for more than three rounds. After all, Zheng Changdong is now the No. 1 seed in the International Universiade.

Even in the national team with a lot of masters, Zheng Changdong's strength is only slightly inferior to Xu Ze, who ranks first in the team in the world.

However, because Xu Ze was not a college student, he could not participate in this competition.

"I go!"

"my God!"

"My pussy!"

As the referee, Deng Xuduan exclaimed three times in a row, and Yu Siying, who was standing beside him, couldn't help covering his mouth, watching the fierce fight in disbelief.

so strong?