Chapter 968

"Is there no one in Xia?"

Hearing such harsh words, Su Mo's eyes narrowed slightly and said faintly: "it's really a little fart child. We don't have any knowledge. Our Xia country lacks everything, but no people."

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

"Hum!"

In the blink of an eye, ITO Fujita's face became gloomy, and then he smiled coldly: "I'm the same age as you. Do you say I'm young and ignorant? Didn't you even scold yourself? "

"No, no, No."

Su Mo said calmly, "how can garbage be compared with me?"

"You..."

As soon as Fujita Yidai stopped, the table tennis fell behind him. At the moment, his face turned red, and his eyes wanted to kill Su mo.

All along, he is a table tennis genius respected by people. Wherever he goes, he will become the focus of everyone.

When did you get this insult?

It's tolerable, who can't bear it!

"Aren't you good at table tennis?"

Su Mo smiled faintly, waved his racket and was facing ITO 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."

"A dead duck has a hard mouth!"

Ito Fujita has seen Su Mo's game and knows that Su Mo's strength is very strong, but he has long forgotten the coach's earnest instruction by being so provoked.

He has only one idea in his mind now. Defeat Su Mo!

Let Su Mo know what a table tennis genius is!

"Yo?"

Su Mo looked at ITO Fujita quite unexpectedly, and the corners of his mouth tilted slightly: "you have learned Xia Guohua well. It seems that your coach should be Xia Guoren."

"What? After learning the table tennis level of our Xia country, I even openly said that the table tennis level of Xia country is only so. What a white eyed wolf! "

“#￥#%#！”

Facing Su Mo's sarcasm, ITO Fujita directly broke the defense and scolded in Cherry language.

The referee pulled out a yellow card.

Seeing this, ITO Fujita blushed and his neck was thick with anger.

But he's not stupid.

Two yellow cards will be disqualified. Even if he is unhappy, he can only scold in his heart!

"It's childish."

Su Mo said, "why don't you scold? There's another yellow card and you can go home! "

Fujita bit his teeth and raised his hand to the referee, indicating that the warm-up is over. He wants to enter the game immediately and teach Su Mo a good lesson.

What's the use of mouth Kung Fu?

The winner is the king!

The referee looked at Su Mo and his eyes were full of inquiry.

Su Mo nodded slightly. In fact, it was not necessary for him to warm up. If it was not because it was a necessary process, he wouldn't bother to pretend to warm up with ITO Fujita.

Seeing the two players' statements, the referee whistled and the game began.

Ito Fujita served. His eyes were sharp and fierce. He made a very exaggerated serve posture and moved the corners of his mouth.

Su Mo is no stranger to lip language. He understands ITO Fujita's mouth.

Ito Fujita said three words just now. Die!

Su Mo couldn't help laughing, and her eyes were full of disdain.

Really think of yourself as an onion?

What table tennis genius?

Cut——

Here in Su Mo, whatever genius he is.

It's just rubbish!

Fujita Yidai took a breath and threw his left hand slightly.

Low throw internal rotation, plus fast hair.

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

Fast serve and spin are two different kinds of serve, but he perfectly integrates the two kinds of serve.

In this way, table tennis is not only very fast, but also with strong rotation.

In the face of such a service, ITO Fujita will score directly if he is not careful.

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

When he saw ITO Fujita's serve, he just felt a little strange. When the ball bounced on the table, he grabbed it directly. The speed was terrible.

Even, because the swing speed is too fast, it makes a whirring sound of breaking the air.

"Whew!"

"Dong!"

Looking at the passing table tennis, ITO Fujita was like eating that.

He didn't react to the ball at all.

It's too fast!

Even the instinctive movements of his body can't keep up, which shows how abnormal the speed is.

But he was not discouraged.

He knows Su Mo is strong, but he is still very confident in his strength.

He is a rare table tennis genius in Cherry Blossom country. How could he lose to a mathematician in table tennis? impossible! Ito Fujita picked up the table tennis on the ground and held his breath after walking to the table. Keep serving. The rotation is still faster. Compared with the service just now, this rotation force is greater and faster“ Pa - "the table tennis ball passed close to the net and landed on the table on Su Mo's side. The landing point was very close to the net. Ito Fujita knows that Su Mo likes to attack and fight, and the success rate is extremely high. It seems that he has never made mistakes. Because of this, he specially pressed the falling point of table tennis very close, just to prevent Su Mo's rush attack. Judging from the landing point of his serve, Su Mo has no possibility of attacking at all. The reason is very simple, there is no angle. No matter how high the success rate is, you have to have an angle. How can you attack without an angle? Of course, it's OK to rush to attack, but there's only one way to go! It has to be said that ITO Fujita's wishful thinking made a loud noise. However, whether there is an angle or not, he doesn't count. Su Mo said it. At the moment when the table tennis ball bounced up, he directly waved to attack. The swing range was very large and the speed was very fast. Even the racket was ghosted. No angle? How easy it is for him to create his own angle“ Dong! " The same thing happened again. Fujita Yidai watched the table tennis ball fall to the left of the table, but his body couldn't keep up with this speed. He could only watch the ball fall to the ground. Even, the two balls are in the same position. The referee raised his hand, two to zero. Su Mo glanced at Fujita Yidai, his eyes full of contempt, helplessly shook his head, as if to say to him, "is that your level? What a dish! " Seeing this scene, ITO Fujita's eyes were almost burning. He squatted slightly on his legs, waiting for Su Mo's serve. He has made a decision in his heart. Rush? This is also his strength. He wants to treat him in his own way! But will su Mo give ITO Fujita this opportunity? Obviously not! When he saw the pose of ITO Fujita, he knew what the guy was going to do. He bounced a table tennis ball on the table in his left hand and threw it high and fast. There is no rotation, but the word "quick hair" is presented incisively and vividly. Table tennis is like lightning, and the sound of "whew" has already flown from the side of ITO Fujita's face. Want to attack? You have to touch the ball first!