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Wang Min stood on the sidelines, his gaze shifting between the focused training of Xie Ting and the doubles practice of Li Wei and Zhang Min. He observed and provided detailed guidance on the movements of each team member, hoping to maximize their individual potential.
Suddenly, a series of intense smashes caught Wang Min's attention, and his eyes involuntarily turned to the fierce showdown between Huang Zhi and Lin Fei. The atmosphere on the court was tense, with each racket strike against the shuttlecock sounding like the performance of a stirring symphony.
Wang Min couldn't help but feel a strange sensation as he watched Lin Fei's performance on the court. Every move, every jump, even his stance and swing style, made Wang Min feel unusually familiar, as if in a distant past, he had witnessed such grace.
This feeling was like a faint light, piercing through the fog of time, connecting Wang Min to his past memories. It was his memory of when he was a badminton player, when he too had displayed a similar sharpness and style on the court. Each of Lin Fei's attacks not only showcased his determination on the court, but also seemed to awaken a part of Wang Min's past.
Wang Min took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed this inexplicable emotion deep in his heart. He knew that he had a more important responsibility now - to guide and nurture these young badminton players, helping them to create their own brilliance on the court in the future.
Wang Min's gaze lingered on Lin Fei for a moment, which was not just the concern of a coach for his student, but more of an appreciation and expectation for the newcomers. Lin Fei's performance on the court, whether in technique or fighting spirit, surprised Wang Min. Such young people have unlimited potential and future possibilities.
While silently evaluating Lin Fei, Wang Min's face revealed a faint smile, as if seeing his own youthful passion and desire for victory in Lin Fei's love for badminton. "Impressive young talent," Wang Min thought to himself. These four words not only affirmed Lin Fei but also acknowledged the younger generation. He knew that the future of the badminton world would shine brightly in the hands of these young people.
Immediately, Wang Min refocused his attention on training. He walked over to Xie Ting who was practicing and carefully instructed his movements, while also occasionally observing the doubles practice of Li Wei and Zhang Min, ensuring that every team member could grow and improve under his guidance. Wang Min deeply understood that as a coach, his responsibility was to cultivate more outstanding players like Lin Fei, injecting new vitality and hope into the Wind Chaser High School badminton team, and even the entire sport of badminton.
The match entered a critical moment as the showdown between Lin Fei and Huang Zhi reached a fever pitch. On the court, the air was almost frozen, and every shuttlecock's flight was accompanied by the audience's gasps and tense breaths. Lin Fei's continuous pursuit of points raised the suspense of the match once again. Nineteen to sixteen, this was not just a score confrontation, but also a test of the wills of the two players.
Lin Fei has shown remarkable perseverance and skill in the process of catching up. Every move he makes is filled with determination and resolve. Faced with Huang Zhi's sharp attacks, Lin Fei is no longer passively defending, but actively seeking opportunities, trying to put Huang Zhi in a difficult position with each attack.
At this moment, Huang Zhi is clearly feeling the pressure from Lin Fei's counterattacks. He needs to quickly secure a match point to end the game and prevent Lin Fei from having more opportunities to fight back. Huang Zhi's gaze becomes even more determined, knowing that he cannot afford to relax in the slightest, and that every shot must be more precise and strategic.
At this critical moment, Lin Fei continues to hold the serve, knowing clearly that this is an excellent opportunity to turn the tide. Standing behind the serve line, he takes a deep breath and calmly prepares to serve. Lin Fei's eyes are determined, and his whole body exudes an indomitable fighting spirit.
He gently tosses the ball and then swiftly and sharply swings the racket. The ball flies over the net with a very low arc, heading straight for Huang Zhi's baseline. This is a precise and cunning long shot, aimed at forcing Huang Zhi to react quickly.
Huang Zhi's reaction to Lin Fei's long ball was not only quick but also precise, demonstrating his agility and focus on the court. As the ball traversed the court, heading straight for his baseline, his body was like a taut bow, ready to unleash power at any moment. His gaze was focused and sharp, like that of an experienced hunter, concentrating as the prey approached the optimal attack range.
The ball traced an arc in the air, and Huang Zhi moved swiftly along its trajectory, his body following the ball's movement. His right foot planted firmly on the ground, forming a perfect pivot point. Then, his right arm swiftly swung, delivering a powerful forehand baseline shot. In an instant, the ball released tremendous energy from the racket face, then, almost parallel to the ground, sped across the net, heading towards Lin Fei's backcourt at an extremely high speed.
The speed and angle of this ball undoubtedly pose a huge challenge to Lin Fei. Lin Fei almost instinctively reacts. His body leans forward, adjusting his position and posture at an extremely fast speed, preparing to meet this fierce attack. His right hand moves quickly, adjusting the angle of the racket face in a clever way to block the net with a forehand stroke. The ball lightly touches the racket face, changing direction, floating back to Huang Zhi's front court at an almost vertical angle to the net.
Huang Zhi does not waste this opportunity. His body moves quickly into position as if he had predicted the ball's landing in advance. His steps are light and precise, each one calculated accurately. When the ball comes, he agilely steps forward, using his racket to quickly push the ball over his head. The speed and angle of this ball are calculated perfectly by him, maintaining both aggression and control. The ball passes through the net, flying towards Lin Fei's court in a fast and low arc.
Lin Fei responded quickly, but could only hit a high, far ball, hoping to turn the situation around. The trajectory and speed of this ball seemed rushed and helpless, but in that moment, he had no better choice. The ball arced through the air, silently displaying Lin Fei's current mental pressure and physical exhaustion.
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