Tennis: He's so obedient!

Chapter 140 Practice makes perfect, and you should thank me! (Please subscribe)

"Uh... I don't know him!" The other person immediately shook his head and said.

Jiang Hong was speechless when he heard this. He wondered why Jiang Hong was so agitated.
Ishikawa immediately glared at the other party and acted as Jiang Hong's mouth substitute.

"Inoue, if you don't know him, why are you making that face!"

Inoue scratched his head and muttered awkwardly, "I just felt that his name didn't sound very Japanese."

"I'm not Japanese!" Jiang Hong interrupted the two of them impatiently. "By the way, is the competition starting or not?"

Ishikawa tilted his head back and said to Jiang Hong with an arrogant expression, "I won't take advantage of you, you serve first!"

"Are you sure?" Jiang Hong raised an eyebrow and said with a playful expression.

“That’s right, I won’t bully you!” Ishikawa felt that the outcome of this match was already decided.

Jiang Hong looked up and said to the other party, "Then let's play a small game, since I don't have much time and need to get back!"

The people next to Jiang Hong, who seemed to think victory was assured, looked displeased.

"How dare he be so arrogant! Ishikawa, teach him a lesson he won't forget!"

"Ishikawa, show him the strength of your national junior high school tennis tournament individual champion!"

Jiang Hong raised an eyebrow and glanced at the other person.

If you watch Japanese anime, you'll often see scenes where the main character shouts that they want to make it to the national tournament.

Even the development path of professional football is different from that of other countries, with school football teams entering professional teams and even the top five leagues.

However, in tennis, it seems there are no pure school players.

Perhaps this is related to the fact that professional tennis was a global competition in its early days.

Jiang Hong tossed the ball up, pushed off the ground, rotated his body, swung his arm, and hit the ball!

Then a loud explosion occurred.

The tennis ball flew out like a cannonball.

Ishikawa's expression changed instantly upon seeing the ball's speed. Before he could react, the tennis ball had already rushed into his half of the court.

"What, so fast!"

At that moment, Ishikawa had absolutely no desire to run.

After the tennis ball hit the court, it flew out of bounds, hit the sideline, and then slowly rolled.

The stadium was just a moment ago filled with excitement.

It fell silent instantly.

"How could it be so fast?"

"You can't see this level of skill in national competitions at all. I feel like it's even reached the professional level, right?"

The onlookers nearby immediately started discussing it.

Ishikawa swallowed hard, and his stiff body was finally able to move.

He knew in his heart that even in regular hopeful tournaments, this kind of serve was rarely seen.

It's not entirely impossible; after all, there are some players with explosive physical talent who are good at nothing except serving.

"Referee, was the ball out of bounds just now?"

Jiang Hong turned his head and looked at Inoue beside him.

Inoue finally came to his senses and stammered.

"Serve valid, 15-0, Jiang scores!"

After securing the point, Jiang Hong changed his serving position.

boom!
With the sound of the serve, the yellow-green tennis ball appeared in the service area like lightning.

This time, Ishikawa managed to move, but compared to the ball's astonishing speed, he still couldn't catch up with the landing point.

"30:0!"

boom!
boom!
With two crisp sounds, two more aces were served!
The onlookers were instantly startled.

Ishikawa was practically invincible in the National Middle School Tournament, yet he couldn't even catch a single ball from Jiang Hong!

"Too...too brutal!"

"What a scary guy."

"Ishikawa has been kicked out of the Love Game!"

Ishikawa gripped his racket and took a deep breath.

How could I possibly lose to a stranger so easily?

"I still have a service game left!"

All Jiang Hong wanted right now was a free laborer to help him carry the comic books back.

He looked up at Ishikawa, who hadn't spoken a word, and asked.

"Do you want to continue?"

Upon hearing this, Ishikawa's face immediately turned red with anger.

"Of course you have to continue!"

Jiang Hong and Ishikawa switched places.

Jiang Hong bent down to prepare to extend the hair.

Ishikawa closed his eyes and mentally encouraged himself.

"Ishikawa, you can do it!"

When he opened his eyes, his sharpness returned.

Toss the ball high into the air, draw back the racket, and strike the ball!
"It's grown!"

Jiang Hong glanced at the angle of his opponent's racket and immediately realized that the backswing angle was too large; the ball was going to the service court. Bang!
With a crisp sound, the tennis ball flew directly into Jiang Hong's half of the court.

However, Jiang Hong did not move at all, but stood up and stretched his body.

Did Ishikawa score?

"Is that guy only good at serving?"

Just as a group of people were having a heated discussion.

"OUT!"

The referee's voice suddenly rang out.

Ishikawa himself realized that there was a problem with the landing point of his serve.

clap clap...

Gently bouncing the tennis ball, I pondered my serving strategy.

"Try it!"

Ishikawa gritted his teeth.

Flat serve!

After the serve, before the body has even returned to its original position, the eyes are fixed on the trajectory of the tennis ball!
After crossing the net, the tennis ball dropped rapidly.

"In!"

Ishikawa finally breathed a sigh of relief after watching his serve enter the service box.

step, step, step
"Footsteps?"

Ishikawa's gaze shifted slightly, and he immediately saw that Jiang Hong was actually catching up.

"What is he going to do?"

After Jiang Hong took his position, he lowered his center of gravity, widened the angle, and turned to the side to prepare for the shot.

"Oh no, he's going to launch a surprise attack!"

Ishikawa immediately moved his feet, preparing to chase after Jiang Hong's return shot.

After seeing Ishikawa move, Jiang Hongwang slightly adjusted the angle of his racket.

Hit the ball.

boom!
The tennis ball was instantly slammed back to where Ishikawa had originally been.

Ishikawa looked at the sound behind him and tried to turn his head.

I just saw the tennis ball bounce off the ground and go out of bounds after hitting the ground.

At that moment, he felt like a husband who was powerless to help his wife who was being bullied.

"15:0!"

As the referee's verdict was announced.

Only then did everyone realize what was happening.

"Huh? This ball!"

"His ball control and timing were too good; Ishikawa was no match for him!"

Hearing the sounds around him, Ishikawa's eyes turned bloodshot.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

It's impossible for me to miss even one ball.

Ishikawa's gaze hardened once more.

boom.

boom.

boom.

A series of shots were made, and the score kept changing.

"6-0, Jiang wins!"

The referee announced the result with a complicated expression.

"thump!"

Ishikawa immediately knelt on the court.
"I lost, I actually lost!"

He started playing tennis at the age of 6, and he has lost matches in junior and national tournaments.

But this time, they didn't get a single point.

"Hey, can you keep your promise now?"

Jiang Hong handed the racket back to the passerby, then asked Ishikawa.

"Will do!"

Ishikawa looked up and saw Jiang Hong, who was backlit, slowly walking towards him.

His figure grew taller and taller, and a powerful sense of oppression swept over him!
"Is there any way to become stronger?" Ishikawa asked Jiang Hong.

Since you've asked so sincerely, I'll mercifully tell you.

"If you're bad at cooking, practice more!"

The strong are meant to ruthlessly humiliate the weak!
As if guided by something, Ishikawa turned around, knelt down on the ground in a solemn manner, and performed a full-body sit-down in front of Jiang Hong!
"Arigatozaimas!"

"I have indeed neglected my tennis practice!"

Why are you thanking us?

Jiang Hong looked completely bewildered. "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)