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Lin Fei wiped away the sweat and dust from the floor, and stood up again. A hint of determination shone in his eyes, despite facing the imminent reality of losing the match, the flame in his heart did not extinguish. He deeply understood that in order for the Chasing Wind High School badminton team to stand firm, it required not only exceptional skills but also an indomitable spirit at critical moments.
Lin Fei said to himself, "Now it's not just about winning the game, but also about proving myself." He adjusted his grip on the racket, his gaze more focused as he prepared to face the next round of the duel against Huang Zhi.
He knew that every upcoming ball was crucial. Even though the odds of winning were slim, every brilliant return and every effort to persist would become the cornerstone of his standing firm in the team, as well as the key to qualifying for the national preliminary competition.
Lin Fei took a deep breath, temporarily casting aside all anxiety and pressure. At this moment, he focused solely on every minute and every second on the court, wholeheartedly immersing himself in the game. His goal was not only to strive for victory, but also to demonstrate his strength and perseverance, proving that he deserved to be recognized and trusted by the team.
The score returned to the court again, and Huang Zhi still held the upper hand, but there was a different light shining in Lin Fei's eyes, a determination and fighting spirit from deep within. Regardless of the outcome, he was determined to leave his mark on this game.
Huang Zhi's voice carried a hint of ease, but also seriousness. He lightly spun the shuttlecock in his hand, his gaze sweeping over Lin Fei, seemingly evaluating his opponent's determination and ability.
"It looks like you've finally come to your senses, junior brother," Huang Zhi's tone carried a hint of provocation, but also revealed anticipation. "Are you ready to take a chance?"
Lin Fei's racket spun lightly in his hand, his gaze firm, no longer showing the confusion and fatigue from earlier. He nodded, his voice filled with determination. "Yes, senior brother, I indeed... want to take a chance."
Huang Zhi heard Lin Fei's response and showed a slight smile, which carried respect and anticipation for his opponent. He casually said, "I have to say, you do have some skills, but you still have a long way to go. I hope in the future... you can surprise me."
As the words fell, Huang Zhi slowly served the ball, and the game resumed. The fire in Lin Fei's eyes reignited. He knew this was not just a game, but also a challenge to himself. He took a deep breath, focused on every moment on the court, and prepared to prove to everyone with his strength that he was not just a new member, but also a player worthy of respect.
Huang Zhi's serve was as stable and swift as ever, with the ball heading straight for Lin Fei's backhand side, appearing to be a routine opening strategy. However, Lin Fei's reaction was unexpected to Huang Zhi.
Lin Fei's gaze was sharp, his muscles tense like a bow ready to be released. As the ball approached, his racket subtly prepared for a slice shot, his wrist flexibly turning, creating an illusion as if he was going to push the ball towards Huang Zhi's backhand side. Huang Zhi instinctively moved to the left, preparing to receive the possible incoming ball.
But at this critical moment, Lin Fei's racket unexpectedly changed direction, and the skillful rotation of his wrist cleverly pushed the ball towards Huang Zhi's forehand baseline. This move not only showcased Lin Fei's technical ability but also demonstrated his on-court wit and strategy.
Faced with Lin Fei's unexpected move, Huang Zhi was forced to react urgently. His body leaned backward in an instant, trying to chase the ball that had already passed him with all his strength. His footsteps were hurried and chaotic, and as the ball was about to land, Huang Zhi stretched his body with all his might and barely managed to hit the ball to the backcourt.
However, such efforts caused him to lose his balance completely. As the shuttlecock flew out, Huang Zhi also lost control of his body, falling heavily to the ground, his racket slipping out of his hand and dust flying. The players on the sidelines were all shocked by this scene, and for a moment, the badminton court fell into a brief silence.
Lin Fei stood on the court, looking at the fallen Huang Zhi, and he couldn't help but feel a complex emotion rising in his heart. He knew that this was not because of Huang Zhi's lack of skill, but because the sudden change in his move resulted in an unexpected outcome. This is both the cruelty of the game and the charm of sports.
Huang Zhi struggled on the ground, quickly got up, his movements were urgent and chaotic, showing his inner anxiety. Desperately picking up the racket on the ground, his eyes flashed with nervousness. "It seems that I underestimated you, Lin Fei." Just as he had just stabilized his steps and had not fully adjusted his defensive posture, Lin Fei had already seized this brief opportunity. Lin Fei's eyes were sharp, concentrating all his strength, a fierce jump, and with his powerful swing, a heavy kill thundered down.
The ball rushed directly towards Huang Zhi's court at an unresponsive speed. Huang Zhi barely put up a defensive posture, but it was already too late to make an effective response. The ball fiercely smashed onto his court, making a heavy sound that echoed throughout the entire sports hall.
This heavy blow not only represents a successful attack on Huang Zhi, but also symbolizes Lin Fei's determination and strength. Huang Zhi stood there, with a hint of new understanding and respect for Lin Fei in his eyes. He knew that the outcome of this match was no longer so clear and predictable.
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