Chapter 959 Civil War

"You are too mean!"

Hearing this, Su Mo was unhappy and looked at Li Renhui with a speechless expression, "Master Principal, this is not true."

"At the beginning we made a bet, but you were willing, no one forced you, right?"

"Now that I'm about to win, I'll go back and regret it? How can you be like this? Anyway, I have a recording. If you default, I'll go to the teacher and let him judge!"

"you……"

Li Renhui's face was extremely dark. In terms of qualifications, Chen Daoming was higher than him. What's more, he and Su Mo still had a master-disciple relationship. If Su Mo really asked him to judge, he wouldn't have to think about it, he would definitely look towards Su Mo.

Thinking of this, Li Renhui felt very helpless, frowned and said, "Get out of here, I'll be upset when I see you!"

"Let's go."

Su Mo smiled, he knew that Li Renhui had given up the idea of ​​voiding the gambling contract. As long as the gambling contract was established, then everything would be fine.

…………

in the lounge.

"Today is the knockout round, there is no margin of error."

Deng Xuduan said solemnly: "I hope everyone can cheer up, don't take it lightly."

Hearing this, Zheng Changdong and the two team members couldn't help but look at Su Mo, who was dozing on the side, with a strange expression.

Is this called cheering up?

"Look at what?"

Deng Xuduan snorted coldly, "Don't disturb Teacher Su's rest, he is different from you!"

Three people: "..."

It's really different!

Just in terms of treatment, they are all 108,000 miles away.

At this time, Su Mo opened his eyes and asked, "Coach, is the schedule out yet?"

"I was about to say that."

Deng Xuduan smiled instantly, took the schedule and walked to Su Mo's side, "This is today's schedule, just two rounds. After the top eight candidates are determined, tomorrow will be the final."

"Huh~~"

Su Mo glanced at the schedule and said in surprise, "I'm going to meet Lei Youhui?"

"That's right!"

Deng Xuduan smiled bitterly, "Not only do you want to meet Lei Youhui, but also Zheng Changdong and Li Yibin. That is to say, only two of the four of you can advance to the quarterfinals today."

His own civil war, his coach is also very helpless.

Lei Youhui's face was a little unnatural, and he said helplessly: "It's over, when I meet Teacher Su, I'm doomed!"

How perverted Su Mo's level is, he has seen it with his own eyes.

He couldn't even beat Zheng Changdong, but Zheng Changdong was tortured by Su Mo's blood. Letting him and Su Mo fight was like playing lanterns in the toilet - courting death!

"Well, it's dead!"

Zheng Changdong and Li Yibin looked at each other silently, and nodded tacitly.

Lei Youhui: "..."

Is this comforting, or a blow?

Don't play like this!

"Don't think so much."

Su Mo said slowly: "Don't worry, theoretically, you still have hope of winning!"

"Is this true?"

Lei Youhui's eyes were full of doubts, "Mr. Su, don't lie to me!"

"of course not!"

Liaring is not Su Mo's style. He said that there is hope and there is hope, but the hope is not too great.

Lei Youhui rubbed his hands together and laughed dryly: "Mr. Su, how much hope do I have to win?"

In fact, he himself felt that there was no hope at all, but Su Mo said that he had hope of winning, and he particularly wanted to know how big this hope was.

"This is..."

Su Mo hesitated, "Are you sure you want to know? I think it's better not to know!"

The reminder in the words is very obvious.

"It's okay, Mr. Su, just say it directly."

Lei Youhui smiled boldly and said, "I'm not good at playing, my quality is still excellent, and I can withstand blows."

Su Mo couldn't help but look at Deng Xuduan. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he explained helplessly: "Based on various theoretical conditions, your chance of defeating me is 0.0014%, which is a little low."

Lei Youhui: "..."

Zheng Changdong: "..."

Li Yibin: "..."

Deng Xuduan: "..."

0.0014%?

Is this a little low?

It's almost as low as eighteen layers of hell!

Most importantly, how did this data come from, and how can it be accurate to such an extent?

Is this the fifth grade mathematician?

Perverted!

"cough--"

Deng Xuduan quickly changed the subject and said, "Okay, get ready, the game will start soon."

At this point, this topic ends.

…………

In the first knockout match, Su Mo played against a player from Chaohai Kingdom.

Three to zero victory, simply neat!

The small innings were 11:4, 11:5, 11:6; very harmonious.

When Deng Xuduan saw this score, he finally had no more worries. If the water was released like this, it shouldn't be seen by others!

Lei Youhui also won 3-0.

In the next sixteen to eight, the two became rivals.

in front of the table.

Lei Youhui pouted and said pitifully, "Mr. Su, you have to be merciful!"

"rest assured."

Su Mo nodded earnestly, "I won't beat you eleven to zero!"

Lei Youhui: "..."

have to.

What's the difference between saying and not saying?

Game start.

Lei Youhui served. Although he knew that his chances of winning were very slim, he did not lose heart.

Whether he wins or loses, he has to do his best, this is his respect!

High toss pronation.

Seeing this, Su Mo directly attacked, which was his favorite way to score because it was very efficient.

The ping pong ball flew to the opposite corner of Lei Youhui. He was already prepared for this. He had watched a lot of Su Mo's games and knew that Su Mo liked to attack. The first time he finished the ball, his legs Squat down slightly, tense all over.

With a forehand pull, the ball reached Su Mo's opposite corner perfectly.

"it is good!"

Su Mo stepped to the right of the table in one step, and he chose to fight with Lei Youhui.

Facing Su Mo's powerful attack, Lei Youhui was not to be outdone. Although he seemed a little flustered compared to Su Mo's calmness, he was able to hit the ball back anyway.

"Clap--"

"Clap--"

The speed of the ball is very fast, and it has already broken through ten rounds in the blink of an eye.

Su Mo was still in front of the table, but Lei Youhui was more than three meters away from the table due to frequent corner kicks.

In the audience, every time the two swing their rackets, there will be a burst of exclamations.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

No one thought that it was only the first ball, and it would be so intense.

The referee also has bright eyes. Watching Xia Guo players and other national players compete, almost all of them are unilaterally crushed.

On the other hand, the civil war of the Xia Guo team is simply a visual feast!

No wonder, several referees wanted to switch with him today, but fortunately he didn't agree.

"Clap--"

"Clap--"

As Lei Youhui got farther and farther from the table, the range he ran became wider and wider. After 18 rounds of pairings, Su Mo hit the ball to the opposite corner again.

Lei Youhui worked hard, but he was still a little short.

One to zero.

However, he was not discouraged in the slightest, but his fighting spirit became more and more high.

Su Mo gave him too much pressure. The more he was like this, the more excited he became. Only by fighting against such a master can he quickly improve his strength.

Losing is worth losing!