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Chen Yong stood on the court, his gaze falling on coach Wang Min, his brow furrowed with a hint of confusion and self-mockery. His recent reactions and decisions had been completely disrupted by Wang Min's unpredictable ball path. "Coach, your shots are really unpredictable! How do you do it?" Chen Yong's voice carried a hint of helplessness and a desire for an answer.
Wang Min flashed a cunning smile at Chen Yong, his eyes shimmering with wisdom. "Hehe, adapt, evolve, become stronger... then you will understand." Wang Min's words were full of ambiguity, as if hinting at a deeper badminton wisdom, which only piqued Chen Yong's curiosity even more.
Chen Yong bent down to pick up the shuttlecock from the ground and lightly hit it towards Wang Min. Wang Min reached out and skillfully caught the shuttlecock with one hand, his movements smooth and natural, as if everything was under his control. The teammates on the sidelines watched quietly, finding it both mysterious and fascinating. From the coach and captain's match, they learned the intricacies of badminton and were also curious about the incredible "spirit of the game." The match continued, with each swing being a new challenge and each response an exploration of self-limitations.
Lin Fei's gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, closely observing every move of Coach Wang Min, his eyes filled with inquiry and curiosity. Turning to Huang Zhi beside him, he asked in a low voice, "Can you discern the coach's ability?" His voice carried a sense of urgency, eager to unravel the mystery of Coach Wang Min's ability.
Huang Zhi frowned slightly, his gaze closely following Wang Min on the court as he softly replied, "I think his ability is related to the 'ball'..." His voice carried a hint of certainty, as if he had already made a preliminary judgment on Wang Min's ball skills.
Lin Fei nodded in agreement with Huang Zhi's viewpoint and continued, "I also think so. The coach seems to be able to control the speed of the ball at a certain moment, creating an opening..." Lin Fei's words revealed an analysis of Coach Wang Min's ball skills, and his eyes shimmered with a desire and reverence for this mysterious power.
The conversation between the two people continued in hushed tones, their attention still focused on Wang Min on the court, trying to find more clues from his every move in order to better understand this extraordinary ability.
Lin Fei fell into deep thought, his eyes flashing with curiosity about this mysterious ability. He slowly said, "This ability should have some limitations... or may only be possible under certain conditions." His voice revealed a curiosity and desire to explore Wang Min's basketball soul ability.
Huang Zhi nodded in agreement with Lin Fei's opinion. At this point, Zhang Min interjected, his eyes flashing with insight, and said, "I think the first limitation is that only the balls hit by the coach can be controlled." His words revealed a deep analysis of Wang Min's abilities.
Huang Zhi nodded again, agreeing with Zhang Min's point of view. He added, "That's right, those strange pauses or accelerations now only occur with the balls from the coach's hand." Huang Zhi's words further affirmed the three's understanding of Wang Min's ball control abilities.
At this moment, the three people's gaze once again focused on Wang Min on the court, as they tried to gather more clues from every move of Wang Min in order to interpret more accurately the mysterious and powerful ball soul ability. The atmosphere on the court became even more tense, with everyone closely watching every move of Wang Min, trying to discover more secrets about the ball soul ability.
The atmosphere on the court became increasingly tense. With the power bestowed by the Sun Ball Soul, Chen Yong gained tremendous improvements in speed and strength, but in the face of Wang Min's mysterious ability, he seemed to be at a loss. Wang Min's ball trajectory was extremely unpredictable, sometimes as fast as lightning and other times as slow as a snail, making it difficult for Chen Yong to respond to these sudden speed changes.
Even though Chen Yong possesses lightning-fast speed and immense strength, it seems to be of little use in the face of precise returns. He is unable to predict the speed and direction of Wang Min's next shot, making it impossible for him to effectively showcase his abilities in the game, let alone engage in a fair competition with Wang Min.
Every time Chen Yong thinks he has grasped the pattern of Wang Min's shots, Wang Min always manages to unexpectedly change the speed, causing all of Chen Yong's plans to fail. Fatigue and confusion are evident on Chen Yong's face as he knows he needs to find a breakthrough in order to gain a chance of survival in this difficult duel. The atmosphere on the court becomes even more tense, with every move and every return potentially determining the outcome of the match.
The game on the court is intense, and Coach Wang Min seems to be in a state of complete focus. Every one of his attacks is precise, and each ball makes it difficult for Chen Yong to predict. Quickly, the score reaches nineteen to twelve, with Coach Wang Min leading with overwhelming dominance. Although Chen Yong still wears a smile on his face, there is a hint of helplessness in his eyes. Despite giving his all, he still struggles to break through Coach Wang Min's solid defense.
Lin Fei stands on the sidelines, his eyes filled with anxiety and concern. He knows Chen Yong's strength and determination, hoping that he can rally at this critical moment. However, facing Wang Min's unpredictable shots and techniques, even he feels helpless. Lin Fei silently cheers for Chen Yong, hoping he can find a way to overcome the difficulties. Yet, he is also aware that facing a skilled opponent like Wang Min, any small mistake could lead to a loss in the entire game.
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