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Nicole doesn't know if it's luck, but he knows it can't go on like this.

This time, Mang Yanguo had only him and another player participating in the table tennis match. The coach set the goal for them to reach the quarter-finals. Therefore, he could only lose at most one of the four games in the group stage. Otherwise, he will definitely not be able to enter the knockout rounds.

He didn't want to use up his only death-free gold medal in the first game. In this game, he had to win whatever he said.

Thinking of this, his posture with the shot changed, from horizontal shot to vertical shot.

Looking at table tennis players all over the world, there are very few vertical players.

Seeing this scene, Su Mo's eyes did not fluctuate.

For him, whether it is horizontal or vertical shooting, the result of this game is doomed from the beginning.

Low-throwing internal rotation, the rotation force is very large.

When the ball landed on the Su Mo sphere, the ball's trajectory changed dramatically.

but……

Rush, score; four to zero!

It was still so precise, still so fast, Ni Ke hurriedly swung the racket, but only hit the air.

At this time, he was completely panicked.

Once or twice can be attributed to luck, but three or four scoring points can never be luck.

It's not luck, it's strength.

But isn't Su Mo a fifth-level mathematician?

When did you even play table tennis so well?

This unscientific!

No matter what Ni Ke thinks, Su Mo is expressionless, it's his turn to serve, just like before, high toss and backspin.

Ni Ke learned smart this time and deliberately lowered the angle of the racket's return attack, causing the ball to be very low, almost wiping the net.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the way the ball came back. Such a low ball is absolutely impossible...

"boom--"

Ni Ke was stunned. He turned his head and looked at the ping pong ball beside the fence behind him, his eyes full of disbelief.

Still attacking?

How can you attack from that angle?

The most important thing is that it succeeded!

The referee on the spot raises his hand and the score is valid.

Five to zero.

At this time, even Ni Ke's coach couldn't stand it anymore and made a timeout to the referee.

The referee nodded, "The coach of Mangyan Country Deyur asked for a timeout and the game will continue for one minute."

"Nike, what's the matter with you?"

Seeing some unsettled Nike in front of him, Dyur said anxiously: "It's already five to zero in just a few minutes, so quickly get your status back."

"Coach, you have seen the speed of Su Mo's attack just now, but I can't react at all."

Ni Ke looked bitter, he was always in his state, but he just couldn't receive...

Dewur: "..."

On the other hand, Deng Xuduan persuaded me with all his heart: "Teacher Su, keep a little bit of your hand, and don't beat them too ugly."

"I have saved my hand!"

Su Mo drank and explained helplessly: "Coach Deng, you see that my return of the ball just now is normal, and I dare not use too much energy, but the opponent can't catch it, I can't help it!"

"Then reduce the strength a little bit."

Deng Xuduan said: "Also, don't rush to attack. If you rush to attack the opponent's player, I am afraid that you will have to give up on yourself."

"Okay, then I will stop!" Su Mo nodded and drank again.

In fact, he originally wanted to learn how to wipe sweat from the players on TV, but found that he was not sweating at all, so he could only choose to drink water.

Deng Xuduan sighed helplessly. He could be sure of one thing, Su Mo should only participate in this competition.

After all, his identity is there, and the following two years of World Championships and Olympic Games, as well as big and small competitions; the venue is not in Xia Guo.

A fifth-level mathematician can never go abroad because of participating in the competition. Even if Su Mo himself is willing, the country will not.

A fifth-level mathematician is so important!

Because of this, if Su Mo's performance in this sports meet is overwhelming, it will only be his coach who is under pressure.

One minute passed in a flash, and the game continued.

Continuing to serve, Su Mo took Deng Xuduan's suggestion this time. He gave up the attack and chose to strike back normally.

Only then did the two sides fought back and forth, testing, adjusting the angle, and pulling each other.

Mutual exchange.

Ni Ke's tight heart slowly let go, but soon he discovered something was wrong again, because no matter how intense the fight was, the person who lost the point in the end was himself.

"boom--"

The referee raised his hand, "Ten to zero!"

When he didn't look right, Deng Xuduan quickly called a timeout. After Su Mo walked in front of him, he said bitterly: "Teacher Su, didn't you tell you to put some water? Why did you beat others ten to zero? It's eleven to zero!"

"I released the water!"

Su Mo spread his hands, "Coach Deng, didn't you see how intense the two of us were playing? Actually, if I want to be serious, I will score a single blow."

"And you can rest assured, I will never play ten to zero, and I will make one point for the next goal."

"I…"

At this moment, Deng Xuduan felt extremely tired.

Su Mo did release the water, but it was completely different from the release of the water in his mouth. He meant to let Su Mo give in a bit, at least on the surface.

Discharging water also requires knowledge!

"Teacher Su, you can give a little bit, it is better to control the score around 11:5, 11:6, do you think this will work?"

"Isn't this a waste of time!"

Su Mo wondered: "It's almost enough to let one point, and the face is also given, and continuing to let it is just a waste of time."

Deng Xuduan: "..."

The one-minute timeout was up, and Su Mo returned to the table under the reminder of the referee.

Missed serve.

Ten to one!

The corner of Deng Xuduan's mouth twitched slightly in the coach's observation zone. It was exactly the same as the last time he made the ball. Without a trace of acting skills, anyone could tell that Su Mo made a deliberate mistake.

Ni Ke has also heard about Xia Guo's rule of not playing 11:0. For Su Mo's handicap behavior, he only has a deep sense of powerlessness.

I really can't beat--

Even Su Mo is so good, how terrifying are the other Xia Guo team players?

It's unimaginable!

But what he didn't know was that Su Mo was the strongest player in the Xia Guo team, not one of them.

"boom--"

With a strong smash, the first round of the game ended, 11:1.

Whether it is the group stage or the subsequent elimination rounds, it is a five-game three-win system, only the finals are seven games and four wins.

After each round is over, the players have a two-minute break.

"Don't you be ashamed?"

Diyw frowned deeply, his face was very ugly, "You got shaved, not to mention reaching the quarterfinals in your current state, even the probability of qualifying for the group stage is not high."

Ni Ke whispered: "Coach, didn't I get a point?"

"fart!"

Upon hearing this, Dyur was so angry that he wanted to swear. "That point was given to you. Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Even if it is allowed, it is a point!" Ni Ke continued to mutter.

What can he do?

Can't beat it!

Dewur: "..."

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