Chapter 968 It's Just Garbage!

"Is it possible that there is no one in Xia Kingdom?"

Hearing such harsh words, Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly, "It's really a little boy, he has no knowledge at all. Our Xia country lacks everything, just no shortage of people."

"For the sake of your youth and ignorance, I won't care about this with you."

"Humph!"

In the blink of an eye, Idai Fujita's face turned gloomy, and then he smiled coldly: "I'm the same age as you, so I'm young and ignorant? Didn't I even scold myself?!"

"No and no."

Su Mo said in a hurry, "How can garbage be on a par with me?"

"you……"

As soon as Idai Fujita stopped, the ping pong ball fell behind him instantly. At this moment, his face was flushed, and his eyes wanted to kill Su Mo.

He has always been a highly regarded table tennis genius, and he will become the focus of everyone wherever he goes.

When have you been insulted like this?

It is bearable, and it is unbearable!

"Aren't you good at table tennis?"

Su Mo smiled lightly, waved the racket in his hand, facing Idai Fujita, "It seems that he is still a table tennis genius, in that case, let me, a cross-border genius, teach you how to play table tennis."

"Dead duck has a tough mouth!"

Idai Fujita had watched Su Mo's game and knew that Su Mo's strength was very strong, but being so provoked, he had long forgotten the coach's earnest teachings.

There is only one thought in his mind now, to defeat Su Mo!

Let Su Mo know what a ping pong genius is!

"Yo?"

Su Mo looked at Idai Fujita in surprise, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "You learn Xia Guo dialect well, it seems that your coach should be from Xia Guo."

"What? After learning the table tennis level of our Xia Country, and even publicly saying that Xia Country's table tennis level is nothing more than that, what a fool!"

"#￥#%#!"

In the face of Su Mo's cynicism, Idai Fujita directly broke the defense and scolded directly in Sakura language.

The referee drew a yellow card.

Seeing this, Idai Fujita blushed with anger and had a thick neck, and was extremely angry in his heart.

However, he is not stupid.

Two yellow cards will be disqualified from the game. No matter how upset he is, he can only curse in his heart!

"It's childish."

Su Mo tutted: "Why don't you scold? There is still a yellow card, you can go home!"

Idai Fujita gritted his teeth and raised his hand to the referee, indicating that the warm-up was over, and he wanted to enter the game immediately and teach Su Mo a lesson.

What is the use of the power of the mouth no matter how powerful it is?

Competition, the winner is king!

The referee looked at Su Mo, his eyes filled with questions.

Su Mo nodded slightly. In fact, it was not necessary for him to warm up or not. If it weren't for the fact that this was a process that had to be followed, he would not bother to pretend to warm up with Idai Fujita.

Seeing the two players' statements, the referee blew his whistle and the game began.

Idai Fujita served the ball, his eyes were sharp and fierce, he made a very exaggerated serving posture, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

Su Mo is no stranger to lip language, he understands Idai Fujita's mouth.

Idai Fujita said three words just now, die!

Su Mo couldn't help but feel amused, and his eyes were full of disdain.

Do you really think of yourself as an onion?

What other ping pong genius?

cut--

Here at Su Mo, no matter what kind of genius he is.

It's just rubbish!

Idai Fujita took a slight breath and threw his left hand slightly.

Low tosses, internal rotation, and external quickening.

I have to say that although Fujita Idai is arrogant and domineering, his strength is still very strong. This one-handed serve alone can make many professional players feel difficult to deal with.

Quick serve and spin are two different serves, and he perfectly blends them together.

In this way, the table tennis ball is not only extremely fast, but also has a strong spin.

Faced with such a serve, Idai Fujita will be able to score directly if he is not careful.

However, others are others, and Su Mo is Su Mo.

After seeing Fujita Idai's serve, he just felt a little novel. When the ball bounced on the table, he directly attacked, and the speed was extremely fast and terrifying.

Even, because the swing speed was too fast, it made a whirring sound.

"call out!"

"Boom!"

Looking at the ping-pong ball that flashed by, Idai Fujita seemed to be eating something.

This ball, he did not react at all.

too fast!

Even his body's instinctive movements can't keep up, showing how abnormal the speed is.

However, he was not discouraged.

He knew that Su Mo was very strong, but he was still very confident in his own strength.

He is a once-in-a-century table tennis genius in Sakura Country. How could he possibly lose to a mathematician in table tennis?

impossible!

Idai Fujita picked up the ping pong ball on the ground, and after walking to the table, he held his breath.

Continue to serve.

Or spin to speed up the serve. Compared with the previous serve, this time the spin force is greater and the speed is faster.

"Snapped--"

The ping pong ball passed close to the net and landed on the table on Su Mo's side.

Very close to the net.

Idai Fujita knew that Su Mo liked to rush and fight, and the success rate was extremely high, as if he had never made a mistake.

Because of this, he specially pressed the table tennis ball very close to prevent Su Mo from attacking.

Judging from the location of his serve, Su Mo had no chance of attacking at all.

The reason is simple, there is no angle.

No matter how high the success rate is, there must be an angle. How can you attack without an angle?

Of course, it is also possible to force the attack, but there is only one way to go!

I have to say, Idai Fujita's wishful thinking was banging loudly.

However, whether there is an angle or not, he said it does not matter.

Su Mo said it was enough. When the ping pong ball bounced, he directly swung to attack, with a large range and extremely fast speed.

Even, the racket appeared ghosting.

No angle?

How easy it is for him to create his own angle!

"Boom!"

The same situation as before happened again.

Idai Fujita stared blankly as the ping pong ball fell to the left of the table, but his body couldn't keep up with this speed at all, so he could only watch the ball fall to the ground.

Even the two balls landed in the same position.

The referee raised his hand to signal that it was two to zero.

Su Mo glanced at Idai Fujita, his eyes were full of contempt, and he shook his head helplessly, as if saying to him, "You are this level? Too bad!"

Seeing this scene, Idai Fujita's eyes almost burst into flames, and he squatted with his legs slightly, waiting for Su Mo's serve.

He had already made up his mind.

Attack?

This is also his strength, and he will use his own way to repay his own body!

But, will Su Mo give Idai Fujita this chance?

Obviously not!

When he saw the posture of Idai Fujita, he knew what this guy was going to do. He held the table tennis ball in his left hand and bounced it a few times on the table, throwing it high and fast.

There is no rotation, but the words 'quick hair' are presented vividly.

The ping pong ball was like lightning, and the sound of 'huh' flew past Idai Fujita's face.

Want to attack?

Then you have to touch the ball first!