Tennis: He's so obedient!

Chapter 147 Off-field interference? Victory is unstoppable! (8000 words, please subscribe)
[Break point, hold point, hold serve, break point, break serve—this set was so nerve-wracking!]

Jiang Hong withstood the pressure and seized the opportunity amidst the difficulties.

Just watching the game makes me feel so much pressure.

Viewers watching on television immediately began discussing the victory after the first set was announced.

When the referee announced that Jiang Hong had won the first set 6-4, the audience erupted in cheers.

Besides cheers, there were also curses.

That's right, it was that group of South Korean viewers.

Although the score was 6-4, the game was actually very close.

In each game, if you don't get that final point, all your efforts in that game will be in vain.

Jiang Hong sat in the rest area, took out a sports drink, shook it, and then took a sip.

The moment Jiang Hong won the first set, articles about the match were already flying all over the internet.

They're definitely professionals at riding the wave of trending topics; their press releases were probably written last night.

However, both those who praised Jiang Hong and those who criticized him were criticized.

Those who praise them think they're jinxed, while those who criticize them call them traitors.

Of course, these editors are happy to do just that, and they wish there were even more people criticizing them.

The brief break between sessions ended in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Hong returned to the court with his racket and took possession of the ball from the caddie.

Because Jiang Hong received the serve in the last game of the previous match, I will serve in this game.

Jiang Hong reached out and patted the tennis ball on the ground, then grabbed it and suddenly tossed it into the air.

With a thud, the tennis ball was launched into the air.

boom!
"Jiang Hong's serve is very fast, and he hasn't changed his tactics!"

Lee Hyung-taek's gaze turned serious as he watched the tennis ball land in the outer corner of his own court.

He pushed his physical abilities to the limit, desperately trying to complete the hair extension.

But in the end, Lee Hyung-taek was a step too slow.

They could only watch helplessly as the tennis ball grazed the racket and flew out of bounds.

"Pretty!"

"Ace!"

"One more!"

Jiang Hong's serve ignited the atmosphere at the stadium.

The loudest South Korean fans during the break suddenly fell silent.

"Xiba!"

At this moment, Li Hengze's emotions also began to fluctuate.

If they lose this match, their commercial value will definitely plummet.

Fans can tolerate him losing to Europeans, Americans, or even Africans, but they will not tolerate him losing to a Chinese player who is over 100cm tall.

Regardless of what Li Hengze was thinking, Jiang Hong's hands showed no mercy.

In the blink of an eye, the score reached 40-0!

If Lee Hyung-taek still can't organize an effective counterattack, he'll be forced into another love game.

Li Hengze stared intently at Jiang Hong's movements.

Jiang Hong tossed the ball into the air.

"Baga!"

Just as Jiang Hong was about to hit the ball, a loud shout suddenly rang out.

Jiang Hong's rhythm was disrupted, and he stopped serving.

He turned to look at the referee next to him.

The referee raised his hand, immediately signaling for the stands to quiet down.

Tennis etiquette requires spectators to remain quiet when a player serves to avoid disturbing the player.

Jiang Hong glanced at the stands; he had clearly observed that the shouts were coming from the area where the South Korean audience was concentrated.

I strongly suspect that this group did it on purpose and even framed me.

Jiang Hong prepares to serve again.

"Sri Lanka—"

Another sound rang out, interrupting Jiang Hong's serve once again.

Jiang Hong shrugged at the referee.

After the referee asked the audience to be quiet through the microphone, boos immediately erupted from the stands.

This scene displeased Jiang Hong's supporters and fans watching on TV.

"These South Korean fans, do they have any manners?!"

"I hope Jiang Hong won't be affected!"

Even Zhang Sheng couldn't help but point out names and make a sarcastic remark.

It's important to understand that saying this was extremely bold, given the South Korean government's tendency to be very cautious; saying something like this on CCTV carries a risk.

It is very likely that the other party's officials will protest and demand an apology from Zhang Sheng.

When the law doesn't punish everyone, Jiang Hong suddenly smiled.

When the ball was tossed again, the interference noise started again.

But this time Jiang Hong didn't stop. He pushed off the ground, turned his body, and hit the ball!
In one swift motion, the tennis ball flew out instantly.

"ACE!"

The tennis ball hit the sideline directly.

"Game score: Jiang Hong, 1-0!"

Jiang Hong turned around and waved his arm in the direction of the South Korean audience.

They were signaling that their voices could be louder!
ridicule?

Jiang Hong enjoys the feeling of being proven wrong.

At the referee's prompting, Jiang Hong and Li Hengze switched halves of the bracket.

The match continued, and when it was the opponent's turn to serve, the arena fell silent instantly.

boom!
With the sound of the ball being struck, Lee Hyung-taek hit the ball directly to the outer corner of the first zone.

Jiang Hong quickly moved to the sidelines and unleashed a powerful cross-court shot with his forehand!

Originally, Li Hengze intended to pressure Jiang Hong and move him into position, then hit the ball into his open space.

However, the quality of Jiang Hong's hair extension is really too high.

Therefore, Li Hengze had no choice but to opt for a double counter-offensive, and the two men were locked in a stalemate at the baseline.

Asian players generally don't have too bad a foundation.

Therefore, Jiang Hong and Li Hengze directly played a long, multi-shot rally.

After Lee Hyung-taek returned the ball, Jiang Hong immediately seized the opportunity.

He shifted his body to the side, lowered his center of gravity, and swung a straight forehand shot towards the opponent's open space.

The ball was moving very fast, and Li Hengze couldn't catch up, allowing Jiang Hong to score.

"0:15!" the referee announced the score.

For his second serve, Lee Hyung-taek again chose the outside corner.

After serving this time, I went straight to the net.

Jiang Hong returned the ball, which landed right on Li Hengze's forehand side.

The opponent immediately responded with a forehand smash, sending the ball to the middle.

Before Jiang Hong could defend himself, he was knocked out of the time travel portal.

The score remained close as both sides traded baskets.

After adapting in the first game, Jiang Hong finally unleashed his full power.

He was very aggressive and did not choose to play passively when facing Lee Hyung-taek's serve.

They forced Li Hengze to the baseline, aiming every ball at his backhand or changing the direction of the ball to move him around, making Li Hengze run continuously and exhaust his energy.

Jiang Hong made three consecutive shots to move Li Hengze to run along the baseline.

He suddenly unleashed a powerful shot, knocking the ball directly into Lee Hyung-taek's backhand position.

There wasn't enough time to turn my body to hit the ball, and it flew out of my hand during the swing.

"It's 30-40 now! Jiang Hong has a break point in the second game of this match!"

"Whether Jiang Hong can seize this opportunity remains to be seen!"

No one expected that the break point in this set would come so quickly.

The audience members, except for those from South Korea, all cheered in unison.

"break!"

"break!"

"break!"

It wasn't because they particularly supported Jiang Hong, but mainly because the underhanded tactics they used earlier had disgusted the other viewers.

After all, in an unfair competition, it's obvious to the audience who they'll support!

To be honest, Lee Hyung-taek has never experienced this kind of ridicule since his debut.

He felt a little resentful towards those fellow villagers who had actually made things worse for him.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and returned to the baseline to prepare to serve.

She looked up at Jiang Hong, who was already ready to receive the hair extensions.

"We can't afford to lose our serve like this!"

In tennis, the service game is extremely important.

Often, once you lose your serve, it basically means that the course of the match has already shifted.

At that point, it won't just be a matter of the score; there will also be psychological pressure. "Come on!"

Lee Hyung-taek tossed the tennis ball into the air again.

Bang!
The tennis ball flew like a cannonball and landed in the outer corner of Jiang Hong's first court.

Jiang Hong immediately straddled the edge of the court, crossing it behind him.

Turn your body to the side and backhand the ball back into the opponent's service area.

The ball was very fast, and Li Hengze immediately went to the net without hesitation.

At the net, Lee Hyung-taek suddenly made a backhand slice.

A small ball has been released!
The tennis ball floated more than 50 centimeters over the net before plummeting downwards.

Jiang Hong pushed off the ground with his feet and rushed towards the net.

Before the tennis ball hit the ground, Jiang Hong swung his racket and smashed it directly to the side and below the ball.

In an instant, the tennis ball flew up with intense spin.

Draw a diagonal line, heading straight for the dead corner in front of the net.

"no!"

Li Hengze knew how important this ball was to him, so he immediately moved quickly with crossover steps, and then suddenly pushed off the ground.

He instantly leaped into the air and pounced out!

The person is in the air, swinging the racket.

Bang!
With a crisp sound of the ball hitting the court, the tennis ball instantly flew towards the center line of the service court.

Jiang Hong quickly moved sideways, lowering his center of gravity.

With a slight adjustment of the ball's angle, he instantly blocked the ball into the gap exposed by Li Hengze's save.

"It's broken! It's broken! Little Jiang has broken his serve!"

"That was a beautiful shot!"

"Little Jiang, you're awesome!"

The audience in the stands cheered instantly, and applause was deafening!
The score was 2-0.

Jiang Hong took a deep breath and finally gained some advantage.

Lee Hyung-taek hung his head, his face no longer showing the high spirits he had before the match.

He felt as if Jiang Hong had taken control of his game rhythm.

variation!

We have to change the rhythm and disrupt Jiang Hong's rhythm!
Lee Hyung-taek made up his mind.

Sure enough, in the third game, Lee Hyung-taek showed a significant change compared to the first two games.

They surprisingly chose to launch several preemptive attacks, although the results were not good.

However, a look of joy appeared in Lee Hyung-taek's eyes.

"Jiang Hong's rhythm has changed!"

Although Li Hengze was like a persistent leech in this game, making Jiang Hong very uncomfortable.

However, in the end, Jiang Hong successfully held serve by using a drop shot followed by a volley!

The score is now 3-0!

Jiang Hong's advantage in this game looks significant, and it is indeed quite substantial.

Even so, Jiang Hong did not feel at ease.

Even the slightest lapse in concentration could alter the outcome of the match.

In the fourth game, both sides hit thirteen balls in a row.

40: 40!

AD: 40!

40: 40!

AD: 40!

Li Hengze finally caught Jiang Hong off guard with a shot aimed at his body.

Jiang Hong's hasty return was of poor quality, and Li Hengze seized the opportunity to pressure his backhand.

During the change of direction, he was too focused on speed and kicked the ball out of bounds.

Lee Hyung-taek managed to hold his serve!

This game was a considerable test of both players' physical stamina, with the score constantly fluctuating and both sides engaging in long rallies in the smaller intervals.

Li Hengze relied on his penetrating forehand and varied shots; Jiang Hong relied on his comprehensive skills, exaggerated movement speed, and unpredictable returns.

In the subsequent rounds, the two sides fought very fiercely.

Even the audience members present forgot to cheer and applaud, completely immersed in the moment.

"Jiang Hong's serve was aimed at Li Hengze's backhand."

"Li Hengze responded very calmly, directly returning a deep ball from the baseline."

"Pressure Xiao Jiang's position, wait and see what Xiao Jiang is doing?"

"He just decided to go online; wasn't that too impulsive?"

"This will expose a major flaw..."

Jiang Hong immediately moved quickly to the net and volleyed the ball with his forehand into the open space on Li Hengze's left side.

Lee Hyung-taek was also in top form at that moment and actually managed to catch the ball.

Jiang Hong drew a diagonal line and took two steps back.

Suddenly shift your weight, using your left leg for support, and suddenly push off with your toes.

Using the momentum, he lunged forward, not waiting for the tennis ball to hit the ground.

He slammed the ball back in mid-air with a backhand.

Lee Hyung-taek stepped back to adjust his position, and after the ball reached its high point, he suddenly drew back his racket.

Rotate your body and swing your arm, then smash the ball with your backhand.

This adds spin to the ball, sending it hurtling towards the baseline.

The tennis ball bounced off the sideline after landing, and although it wasn't very big, it still managed to twist to Jiang Hong's backhand position.

Time was running out for Jiang Hong.

His eyes flickered, and he suddenly changed his hitting technique, suddenly lifting the ball with a backhand.

The tennis ball was launched lightly and easily.

The tennis ball descended rapidly immediately after flying over the net!

"Jiang Hong has changed his tune; he suddenly released a small ball!"

"Jiang Hong's specialty has always been the small ball, while Li Hengze's position is pushed very far back. Will he be able to catch up?"

When Li Hengze saw the small ball, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly stepped forward.

Despite their best efforts, they were ultimately unable to arrive before the tennis ball hit the ground.

"Jiang has held serve and is now in the game to win the match!"

Zhang Sheng suppressed his urge to launch into a long speech, worried that he might inadvertently ruin Jiang Hong's chances.

In the winning game, Lee Hyung-taek served more cautiously!
Lee Hyung-taek's serve speed was consistently maintained at around 200 kilometers per hour.

"...Li Hengze returned a straight shot at the net!"

"Xiao Jiang changed direction at a sharp angle and hit the ball directly into Li Hengze's left-hand opening!"

"Brilliant! Lee Hyung-taek has been transported to another world!"

"The game has reached match point."

Lee Hyung-taek turned his head, looking at the landing point of the tennis ball with a frustrated expression.

"Xiba!"

40: AD!

Lee Hyung-taek took a deep breath and served again.

He was already on the edge of a cliff; if he lost this ball, he would lose the game.

The tennis ball was already covered in sweat!
"How could I possibly lose like this!"

Lee Hyung-taek gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with a hint of madness!
Bang!
The serve was very fast, and the speedometer instantly reported the serve speed.

215 kilometers per hour!
After two hours of intense play, it's almost unbelievable that Lee Hyung-taek can still deliver such fast shots.

Jiang Hong, however, had only one thought in his mind.

"End this match!"

After the tennis ball hit the first court, Jiang Hong quickly stepped into position and turned to prepare his racket.

They took a diagonal shot and it hit the ball right in front of the goal line.

Li Hengze had no choice but to retreat and then hit the ball to the middle with a backhand.

Both sides traded shots around the baseline for several rounds.

Li Hengze suddenly changed from a diagonal line to a straight line, with very high quality.

It went straight for the bottom left corner of Jiang Hong's position.

Jiang Hong immediately turned around and moved quickly to the side, using a cross step followed by a slide step, successfully landing when the tennis ball bounced to his waist.

Swing the racket.

"Change to a straight line!"

Upon seeing Jiang Hong's actions, an idea immediately formed in Li Hengze's mind.

He quickly sprinted to his left.

Jiang Hong suddenly smiled and changed the angle of his racket at the moment of impact.

He slashed a diagonal line with his backhand, heading straight for Li Hengze's right corner!
"Jiang Hong has won!"

"Jiang Hong defeated Asia's top player, Lee Hyung-taek, ending Lee's undefeated record against Chinese players!"

"Jiang Hong's journey at the Tokyo Open continues..."

(End of this chapter)