Tennis: He's so obedient!

Chapter 144 Advancing to the Top 16 of EastNet, My Clothes Are Slightly Dirty! (4000 words, please subscribe)
Benjamin Belk, trailing behind, frowned and took a deep breath.

Why is this guy so difficult to deal with?

Once the serve is broken, the advantage is no longer on our side.

Moreover, Jiang Hong's serve was extremely threatening, with a first serve success rate of 100% in this match.

Jiang Hong took the tennis ball from the caddie and looked up to observe the opponent's position.

Throw the tennis ball into the air, and let it slowly fall after reaching the top.

Jiang Hong pushed off the ground with his feet, leaping into the air, rotating his body, and drawing back his racket to hit the ball!

boom!
With a loud bang, the tennis ball shot out instantly.

The spectators couldn't even see the exact trajectory of the tennis ball before it appeared in the opponent's half of the court.

"Inner corner position!"

Berke moved quickly and struck the ball from the baseline.

Suddenly, his eyes widened sharply.

"No... inside spin serve!"

After a tennis ball lands, its spin does not propel it forward to the baseline like a normal tennis ball; instead, it flies towards the center line.

Most inside-spin serves are second-serve tactics used to move the opponent around.

However, unexpectedly, Jiang Hong used it directly in the first shot.

The speed of this serve exceeds that of a regular inside spin serve.

In the first round of the match, Jiang Hong, like himself, served with a flat serve.

So Belk thought Jiang Hong was a power player like him, but he didn't expect Jiang Hong to control the landing point of his serve so well.

Although Belk was surprised, he did not stop moving.

He strode forward diagonally, facing the unpredictable arc of the serve.

Berke ultimately relied on his experience to successfully return the ball.

However, Berke's return shot was not of high quality.

The tennis ball is heading towards the middle.

Jiang Hong stepped forward and hit the ball with his forehand.

Snapped!
With the sound of the ball being hit, the tennis ball instantly flew towards the right baseline.

Belk felt a pang of anxiety and immediately drew a conclusion.

"He did it on purpose!"

First, use an inside-spin serve to shift your position to the left.

He then followed up with a sharp change of direction, stretching his defense.

However, Berke couldn't think about anything else right now; all he wanted to do was return the ball.

Thump thump thump... squeak~

A step followed by a slide finally brought Berk to the baseline.

Stand sideways, clap your hands back, and tense your arm muscles.

"Go back!"

Jiang Hong observed the trajectory of the return shot and immediately moved forward two steps to the net!
Take a step and leap into the air for an aerial interception!
boom!
With a crisp sound, the ball was struck directly to the left bottom edge.

After running back and forth continuously, Belk's legs were no longer behaving as he pleased.

He tripped and lost his balance, falling to the ground.

"So handsome!"

"It feels like Jiang Jun has the game completely under his control!"

"So easy, so effortless!"

When the referee announced the score, the spectators in the stands immediately gasped in amazement.

During Jiang Hong's serve, Belk only managed to gamble on one ball, which landed directly on the baseline.

This caused Jiang Hong to misjudge the landing point, allowing Belk to score the only point.

As for the remaining balls, they weren't so lucky.

The score is now 5-2!

After returning to the rest area, Belk did not sit down. Instead, he wiped the sweat from his face with a towel and took a deep breath.

"No, we can't go along with him!"

"We must seize this opportunity in our service game."

He turned his head to look at Jiang Hong on the other side.

He was sitting in the rest area, comfortably eating a banana, looking more like he was having fun than competing.

I'm in so much pain, and you're so comfortable.

Belk was furious.

"Blanch!"

We absolutely cannot let Jiang Hong be so comfortable.

Jiang Hong was unaware that he had unknowingly angered the other party.

After a short break, the two sides resumed their battle.

Jiang Hong lowered his body, his eyes fixed on the other person's movements.

He mentally predicted where the tennis ball would land.

"Outer corner...inner corner!"

Jiang Hong made a judgment in his mind, and moved in advance the moment the opponent hit the ball.

After all, the best way to deal with such a powerful serve is to act in advance.

Otherwise, rushing too much when hitting the ball will give the opponent an opportunity to attack.

The tennis ball, like a yellow-green ray of light, rushed towards Jiang Hong's half of the court.

As expected, a flat serve.

"Wait...inner corner?"

Although Belk's physical strength has diminished, the anger he's been suppressing is making him incredibly energetic!
Jiang Hong stopped abruptly halfway through his movement.

He quickly changed direction, but fortunately his agility was good enough that the aircraft carrier didn't have to turn around.

At this moment, Jiang Hong unleashed his explosive power to the fullest.

The tennis ball landed right next to the center line in the first service area.

Although Jiang Hong was fast, the ball was even faster.

After Jiang Hong took his place, there was no time to adjust.

He immediately swung his racket.

"Oh no, Xiao Jiang's ball went a bit too hard!"

The audience could instantly make a prediction just by looking at the height of the return shot.

The moment Jiang Hong struck the ball, he realized he had made a mistake.

Therefore, after hitting the ball, immediately retreat to the midfield baseline.

After all, this position, combined with his speed, allows him to both attack and defend.

They won't be caught off guard by Belk.

Belk did not change his position; he remained in the corner.

He exposed his forehand and immediately hit a diagonal shot.

Jiang Hong immediately sprinted to his left, launching a double counter-attack, also coming from the opposite corner.

Jiang Hong is not intimidated by a stalemate at the bottom line.

Both sides were maneuvering each other around the baseline, running back and forth.

Jiang Hong noticed that Belk's steps were somewhat unsteady, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Immediately use a backhand slice to release a short ball!
"Here comes Xiao Jiang's small ball tactic!"

"Haha, quite a few people have suffered from this before."

Jiang Hong's supporters had watched his match videos extensively and recognized him immediately.

Berke, who had been pulling back from the baseline, was startled when Jiang Hong suddenly released a short ball.

He quickly took long strides and rushed towards the net.

He lowered his body, stretched out his racket, and lifted the tennis ball directly.

Belk was no pushover either; he knew Jiang Hong would intercept the attack.

So instead of the usual lifting motion, a high lob was chosen.

The tennis ball flew directly towards Jiang Hong's backcourt.

"Can Xiao Jiang keep up?!"

"Jiang Jun, ganbate ah!"

Jiang Hong turned around quickly, his steps almost leaving afterimages.

Use your left foot as the center of gravity to quickly complete the turn.

Before the tennis ball even hit the ground, Jiang Hong immediately extended his racket.

Snapped!
"Pretty!"

"fantastic!"

Jiang Hong pulled the ball directly to Berke's left side, and Berke had no time to turn around and save it.

After all, not everyone has Jiang Hong's exaggerated movement speed.

Faced with the loss of points, Belk swung his racket in frustration.

He played well on that ball, but that's precisely why Berke was even more unhappy.

However, Berke did not collapse; in fact, his serves became even more aggressive.

The score reached hold point at one point.

However, Jiang Hong eventually caught up with him.

40: 40!

Berke chose the outside corner for this serve. Jiang Hong moved his position and directly hit a cross-court serve.

After a high-intensity run, Belk's physical condition declined, and he unconsciously made a mistake.

Jiang Hong immediately seized the opportunity and stuffed the ball directly into Belk's backhand position.

"How can it be so deep!"

Berke muttered something and could only adjust his position to receive the ball.

However, because Jiang Hong was constantly pressing, it made it very difficult for Belk to return the ball.

The quality of the return shot was not high.

"good chance!"

Jiang Hong arrived at the service line and immediately volleyed the ball.

The ball was hit directly to the opposite corner.

Looking at the tennis ball hitting the sideline, Belk could only close his eyes in despair.

"40: AD!"

Jiang Hongzhan took the lead.

"The end of the plate is ready!"

"If Xiao Jiang wins just one more point, he'll take the first set!"

"Keep it up, Xiao Jiang!"

Upon seeing the score on the sidelines, they immediately became excited.

However, Jiang Hong's mentality was not affected by the score.

He pressed his legs down, leaned forward, and looked up at Belk's movements.

Berke serves, and it's very fast.

Changing my strategy and choosing the outer corner, a flash of green light appeared.

The tennis ball had already appeared in Jiang Hong's half of the draw.

Jiang Hong moved his feet quickly, gripped the racket one-third of the way forward, and increased the angle of the racket wrap.

"what!"

Jiang Hong shouted and fired a straight shot.

"Serve becomes a straight line?"

The audience was stunned, never expecting Jiang Hong to be so bold.

Berke's ball speed is so fast that changing to a straight shot becomes much more difficult.

All eyes were fixed on the arc of the tennis ball.

Before the eyes of the audience, the tennis ball went straight down the sideline and into the court!
"Oh oh oh~"

Instantly, gasps of surprise erupted from the stadium.

However, the game wasn't over yet, because Belk had no intention of giving up.

"Faster! Faster!"

When the tennis ball bounced to waist height, Belk suddenly appeared at the baseline.

He gritted his teeth, gripped the racket with both hands, and swung it out with tremendous force.

The tennis ball was spun diagonally and hit towards the opposite corner.

Jiang Hong took a step and quickly chased after them!

The audience members were constantly turning their heads.

They were capturing the positions of the two people and the trajectory of the tennis ball.

Both sides frantically changed direction, running and hitting the ball in front of the baseline.

Although Jiang Hong's physical fitness was declining, his spirits remained high.

They abandoned the score, they abandoned the game.

With only this ball in mind, catch up and hit it back!

Belk almost cried as he watched Jiang Hong's speed increase.

"What kind of monster is this?!"

He drew a diagonal line and hit the ball to the midfield, then used a crossover step to move laterally and get into position.

Jiang Hong suddenly tensed the muscles in his arm and violently swung his racket.

"So fast!"

The audience gasped in surprise.

However, Belk's eyes were filled with excitement at that moment, "Just in time!"

After all, strength has always been one's own advantageous attribute.

However, his facial expression suddenly changed when the racket touched the tennis ball.

"That kid's playing dirty!"

Jiang Hong actually applied a considerable amount of spin to this return ball.

But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

Snapped!
The tennis ball slammed heavily onto the net.

"Game and 6:2 set, Jiang Hong!"

The referee's voice rang out, and Jiang Hong successfully won the first set!

Instantly, shouts of surprise erupted from the stands.

The audience waved their arms, after all, the last shot by both players was just too beautiful.

They both received a round of applause.

The results have also been uploaded to the post in the text-based live broadcast on the tennis forum.

[Little Jiang is awesome! I think his opponents are ranked around 50th. I'm a little worried about him.]

[What's so special about being ranked in the ATP 50s? Xiao Jiang has played in the top ten before!]

That's right, we're targeting the elite!

In competitive sports, strength speaks for itself!

Compared to the excited audience and netizens, Jiang Hong remained relatively calm.

After all, winning a set in a tennis match is not the deciding factor.

Even a comeback from a 0-2 deficit to win 3-2 has happened before.

"Time!"

As the referee called, the two players returned to the field.

However, Berk's offensive attacks were noticeably less frequent compared to the first set.

Even with his powerful serves, his error rate has increased significantly.

In the second set, Berk committed five double faults in three service games.

It's basically like giving away a free game.

In just about 29 minutes, the second set was already nearing its end.

40: 0!

The court was very quiet; no one spoke, and everyone waited patiently for the serve.

Jiang Hong tossed the tennis ball high into the air, pushed off the ground, and launched himself into the air, spinning to prepare his racket.

Belk stared intently at Jiang Hong's movements.

Jiang Hong's arm held the racket like a long whip, striking the tennis ball.

With a crisp snap, the tennis ball instantly transformed into a streak of light, plunging straight into the service court.

Hitting the ground and bouncing.

The tennis ball flew off the court, and Belk stood there, stunned.

The speedometer next to it reported the ball's speed.

215km/h!

After a brief silence on the field, thunderous applause erupted instantly.

"What a terrifying serve! Jiang Jun is too strong!"

"As expected of the man who could defeat Go Tenda!"

"Little Jiang, you're awesome!"

The voices of Jiang Hong's supporters were drowned out by cheers and applause.

Jiang Hong won the second round of the EastNet match with a score of 6:2, 6:1.

They successfully advanced to the top 16 of the EastNet World Championships.

Jiang Hong turned around and shook hands with his opponent, Belk, at the net.

His eyes held a complex expression. "I was just too exhausted this time. If we could do it again, I definitely wouldn't lose to you!"

Although Jiang Hong was confident he could defeat his opponent in his prime, he ultimately did not refute the claim.

He simply shrugged and said with a smile.

"Then we'll just have to wait until the next match!"

At least Belk did save himself a lot of energy; his clothes were slightly dirty!

……

When tabloid reporter Sun Liang saw the post in the tennis forum, his eyes lit up instantly, and his fingers flew across the keyboard.

He wrote two drafts, one stating that Jiang Hong lost the match and the other stating that Jiang Hong won the match.

Regardless of the outcome, I can still benefit from the traffic generated by the competition.

After seeing the match results on Tieba, the scores were immediately updated, and the first news report on Jiang Hongdong's second round of the competition was published on the Chinese internet.

The storm continues, and Jiang Hong slays another formidable foe!

"According to our on-site reporter, in the second round of EastNet..."

That's right, the reporter's name is "My Diao Chan is on My Waist"!
……

(End of this chapter)