Chapter 963

"No surprise, it should end at 11:1!"

"what?!"

Fan Yongkang opened his mouth slightly and smiled bitterly: "Is this score too outrageous?"

"Outrageous? I don't think so!"

Li Lifan explained: "Zheng Changdong himself is the second-ranked player in the world. With the existence of a perverted level like Su Mo, 11:1 is normal!"

Fan Yongkang: "..."

have to.

You are right-

in the webcast room.

"Haha, that's arrogant!"

"That's right, Su Mo is a pervert. From the beginning of the Games, he has never lost a small game. This kind of pressure is too perverted!"

"Dare to say that Su Mo is perverted, Teacher Li has a real temperament!"

"It sounds soothing, alas, if the national football team were half as good as table tennis, I would wake up laughing from my dreams."

"Why do you talk about the national football team again, can you not mention such a bad thing at this happy time?"

"Wrong, wrong!"

…………

"Mr. Su, wait a moment and try to stretch the ball as long as possible."

Near the start of the game, Zheng Changdong patted Su Mo on the shoulder, "Foreign players are generally not good at long curve balls. The more bad the opponent is, the more we play this kind of ball!"

Hit the snake and hit seven inches!

That's what he thought.

"I try my best."

Hearing this, Su Mo showed a weird smile. The reason why he let Zheng Changdong stand behind was that he didn't plan to let him catch the ball.

In this game, he alone is enough!

mad?

No, this is his confidence in his own strength!

That's all.

Low toss and quick hair is still a familiar routine.

The corner of Su Mo's mouth twitched, since the opponent did not change, he would not change either.

Hurry up?

Then he will attack!

"boom--"

The ping pong ball quickly landed on the right side of the table. At this time, Su Mo and Zheng Changdong were both on the left side.

Player Qian Zhouguo, who was standing on the right, lit up, pulled the ball backwards, and hit the ball directly to the right.

The next second, Su Mo's figure appeared on the right side of the table.

The speed was so fast that the Qian Zhouguo player couldn't see it clearly.

Hit the ball hard.

"Boom!"

Because of the huge force, the ping pong ball made a loud sound when it landed on the table.

Qian Zhouguo, who was standing on the left, blocked with his backhand, and his pupils contracted violently.

Because, the moment the table tennis ball came into contact with his racket, he felt that he was swinging an iron ball, and the heavy hand caught him off guard.

Hit the ball directly to the net.

Two to zero.

When it was Xia Guo's turn to serve, Su Mo narrowed his eyes. Since the opponent likes to serve quickly, he will use his own way to treat him.

Throw low and fast.

However, the speed of the ball is a bit scary!

Qian Zhouguo's two players only heard a 'whoosh', and then there was no more.

The two didn't even do any movement at all, the ball had already fallen behind them.

For a while, the two couldn't help but look at each other silently.

What was that just now?

Bullet serve?

How can it be so fast?

Totally unscientific!

The first reaction of the two was to let the on-site referee arbitrate. They didn't even see the shadow of the ball just now.

How is it possible to get the ball in this situation?

foul!

Definitely a foul!

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to be so fast!

"Referee, Su Mo fouled!"

A Qian Zhouguo player questioned: "I asked for a replay of the game just now. It's impossible for a normal serve to be so fast. He must have committed a foul!"

"really interesting."

Before the referee said anything, Su Mo laughed.

If you can't receive it yourself, you will say that others are fouling, what kind of person!

The referee didn't say anything, and quickly retrieved the video of the game just now.

To be honest, he was also wondering in his heart.

Not only did Qian Zhouguo not react, but even the referee didn't see it clearly.

too fast!

The ping pong ball was like a bolt of lightning. When he reacted, the ping pong ball had already landed behind Qian Zhouguo player.

He carefully watched the replay twice, and after confirming that Su Mo did not commit any fouls, he loudly announced: "The Xia Guo team has scored effectively!"

This time, Qian Zhouguo's two players were instantly dumbfounded.

Does the score work?

Just kidding!

How could that kind of ball not be fouled?

But this is the result of the referee's arbitration. Even if they have doubts in their hearts, they have to accept it honestly.

During the game, the referee's decision is the biggest.

Even if they are dissatisfied, they have to wait until the end of the game, and they can only appeal to the competition team after the game.

Commentary seat.

"My God!"

Fan Yongkang stood up in shock and said in disbelief, "Mr. Li, did you see Su Mo's serve clearly?"

"I didn't see it clearly."

Li calendar

Fan shook his head slowly, "Just now I only vaguely saw a shadow of a ball, and then the ball fell to the ground, and I didn't see what happened at all."

While saying these words, his mood was quite restless.

Hurry up?

How can it get to such an unbelievable level!

Fan Yongkang was about to say something when he saw the referee's actions, "Hey, did Qian Zhouguo appeal to the referee?"

"normal!"

Li Lifan was not surprised at all, "I got the ball too fast just now. Player Qian Zhouguo should think that Su Mo has committed a foul."

"Then what should we do?" Fan Yongkang asked.

Li Lifan gave a wry smile and said, "I don't know, let's see the result given by the referee first!"

When the referee announced that the Xia Guo team's score was valid, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

In the webcast room, the atmosphere was also pushed to a climax by Su Mo's quick post.

"Fuck!"

"What's this serve?"

"I can't see clearly!"

"Cow batch!"

"The score is valid, that means Su Mo didn't commit a foul, my God!"

…………

This ball can be said to have shocked everyone's attention.

Even the head coach Deng Xuduan stood up from the bench. He had never seen such a serve before.

Hurry up?

No, to be precise, it should be extremely hair!

I can't see the shadow of the ball at all, how can I pick it up?

Zheng Changdong widened his mouth and murmured, "Mr. Su, what kind of serve did you just serve? I can't see clearly!"

Hearing this, Su Mo smiled lightly, took the table tennis ball thrown by the referee, and said slowly, "I didn't see it clearly, did you? Then pay attention this time, I will move a little slower."

The voice fell.

There appears to be multiple ghosting of the racket in his hand.

Zheng Changdong only heard two snaps, and the same situation as before happened again. The table tennis ball had already fallen behind the two players of Qian Zhouguo.

He couldn't help but look at the two players from Qian Zhouguo, and it was exactly as he expected.

Confused!

The two of them didn't react at all, they just stood there, like statues, not moving.

Zheng Changdong opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Are you sure it's slow this time?

Why can't I still see it!

Can't even see the ball, let alone hit it back.

This--

Damn, ruthless, so cruel!