Tennis: He's so obedient!

Chapter 187 Fans Turn Against Their Own Team, Djokovic Smashes His Racket, Medical Timeout! (Please Subscribe)

The Madrid stadium erupted in cheers.

The Chinese fans cheered excitedly.

The Madrid crowd cheered along with them.

A burly Spanish man turned around, glaring angrily at his companion: "Miguel, what are you doing? Cheering on that Chinese guy!"

Miguel shrugged and spread his hands.

"Javier, calm down."

"If you look at it from another angle, Jiang defeated Rafa, but lost to Djokovic."

"Doesn't that mean Djokovic is better than Nadal?"

Havel was somewhat bewildered upon hearing this. Was that so?
Miguel then continued.

"If Jiang loses to Djokovic and his points continue to rise, then he will have a chance to surpass Rafa in the rankings."

"On the contrary, if Jiang Hong defeats Djokovic, it can actually stabilize Rafa's position."

"Rafa's fake fans are still cursing Jiang Hong to lose, while Rafa's true fans are already cheering for Jiang Hong."

Havel blinked, looking somewhat confused.

Is that right?

Finally, he realized something was wrong.

"But if that's the case, doesn't that mean that both Jamaica and Djokovic are better?"

Miguel shrugged and analyzed seriously, "Jiang is just in hot form right now. For a player, the most important thing is ranking and winning the championship."

"Jiang has only just entered the top 50. As for winning a Grand Slam—do you think it's possible?"

At this point, Havel was finally persuaded.

After all, Grand Slams and Masters tournaments are different worlds.

"Go for it, Jiang!"

Moreover, more and more Spanish fans are turning against their own country.

Jiang Hong looked up and glanced at the audience, somewhat bewildered.

Forget it, forget it.

Anyway, I don't have a masochistic streak, so it's a good thing that they're cheering me on.

"An incredible shot."

"Lightning-fast speed".

"A superstar, a future superstar!"

"An unimaginable rate of growth."

Zhang Sheng's mouth was like a machine gun, and this time he didn't give Zhan Jun a chance.

Her face was flushed; she was incredibly excited.

They won the first set in the semifinals, putting them one step closer to the finals.

However, Zhang Sheng dared not say it aloud.

If they manage to turn the tide, my words will probably become a classic meme.

After Jiang Hong finished the first set, tennis forums and online communities were instantly flooded with the words "Jiang God is awesome".

Wow, Jiang Shen is amazing! He only let Djokovic win two games.

[It feels like Jiang Shen is going to meet Federer in the final.]

【Awesome! 】

[My money, that's my money!!]

[Huh? What does it mean to be an international superstar? The entire stadium was filled with the cheers of Jiang Shen.]

That female fan is quite eye-catching (lol)

This time, the reporters were smarter; they prepared several drafts before the competition, covering all aspects of the event.

With just a slight adjustment to the score, the article was immediately uploaded to the news website.

Shocking! Our star player shines in Madrid, taking the first set in the semifinals!

Conquer the Madrid stadium and turn the away game into a home game!

Shocking! Jiang Hong did something that made Madrid fans blush with embarrassment...

……

Inside the players' box.

Novak Djokovic's coach, Marienwaida, slapped his forehead, looking annoyed.

The ball just now shouldn't have been a problem if Djokovic played normally.

However, it ultimately failed.

The main issue is Djokovic's psychological state; he's too impatient.

Djokovic walked toward the rest area with a gloomy face.

Marion gestured to him, signaling him not to rush and to play to his full potential.

Djokovic took a deep breath and sat down on the stool.

I downed a swig of energy drink, still feeling a bit confused.

Jiang Hong is so young, how come he has such a calm mindset?

Whether they were leading or trailing, they didn't experience much emotional fluctuation.

"Could it be an old monster?"

Djokovic gave a self-deprecating laugh and shook his head.

Then he tried to calm himself down.

Jiang Hong sat on a bench in the rest area, took a sip of water, and pondered the previous match.

Although Djokovic is now ranked third in the world and has won the Masters title, he is poised to become the number one tennis player in the future.

However, at present, the gap between the two sides has not reached an insurmountable level.

Now that they've already won the first set, defeating their opponent and advancing to the Madrid Masters final is not an impossible dream.

"Set a small goal: make it to the finals!"

Jiang Hong took a big bite of the banana.

"Time!"

The referee's voice rang out, signaling the end of the break.

Jiang Hong opened his racket bag and changed to a different racket.

……

"Welcome back to the Madrid Masters semi-final match, everyone. I'm your commentator, Zhang Sheng."

"We just witnessed a match that will go down in the history of tennis in our country."

"Jiang Hong, who is only 18 years old, successfully won the first set against Djokovic."

"Coach Zhan, what's your opinion?"

Zhan Jun glanced at Zhang Sheng, thinking, "He's still giving me a chance to speak?"
"In the first set, Jiang Hong's serve speed, placement, and spin were all perfectly controlled, and his first serve success rate was particularly high."

"In the latter part of the first set, Jiang Hong showed no signs of slowing down in speed and power, which was even more impressive."

"The break is over, the second set begins, Jiang Hong serves, I wonder what adjustments Djokovic will make."

on the tennis court.

Jiang Hong held the tennis ball he had received from the caddie, stood behind the baseline, and gently tapped it.

The noise from the audience gradually faded away, and I became highly focused.

Although Jiang Hong's goal is the Madrid Masters final.

But there will be no relaxation whatsoever.

Strategically, we should despise it, but tactically, we must take it seriously.

Especially when facing a player like Djokovic.

If not careful, the balance of power will shift between offense and defense.

Djokovic was also staring at Jiang Hong with a serious expression.

Even before the match, Djokovic thought Jiang Hong was a young tennis prodigy.

However, he did not expect to be the first to lose a game.

Now, Djokovic acknowledges that Jiang Hong is a top player with world-class ability, on par with himself.

"My goal is the championship, I can't fall here!"

"Federer is already waiting in the final."

Djokovic bent forward, his legs spread shoulder-width apart.

"boom!"

A dull yet loud thud rang out.

"Inside corner serve!"

"Horizontal attack!"

At the start of the second set, Jiang Hong showed no mercy and unleashed his full potential in serving.

"nice shot!"

"The ball speed exceeds 200 kilometers per hour."

"Forehand position!"

Djokovic's eyes were fixed on the arc of the tennis ball as it flew through the air.

"It's so fast!"

After the tennis ball hit the service box, it quickly bounced towards Djokovic's forehand side.

"Catch up."

With only one thought in mind, Djokovic immediately took a step.

He quickly turned his body to the side and stretched out his arms as far as he could.

"Faster."

"That's enough."

The tennis ball floated high back to Jiang Hong's midfield.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Hong immediately strode forward to meet the descending serve.

Shift your body weight forward, exert force with your arms, and swing your wrist to forcefully extend the racket.

"boom!"

A crisp and clean inside-out shot – a forehand reverse shot.

With a powerful strike, it found its way into Djokovic's open backhand position.

"pretty!"

"Serve to initiate a forehand attack!"

"A brilliant combination punch!"

The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers mixed with Chinese and Spanish.

"call!"

Jiang Hong exhaled and tossed the ball into the air.

With a "bang," the tennis ball was hit, and Jiang Hong quickly caught up.

That's right, it's serve and volley.

After serving the ball to his body, Jiang Hong immediately rushed to the net.

"Well done!"

Facing the tennis ball hurtling straight at his body, Djokovic forcefully twisted his body.

Observe Jiang Hong's stance, change your center of gravity, turn your body to the side to prepare your racket, and hit the ball.

Forehand straight line.

In an instant, the tennis ball flew past Jiang Hong with lightning speed.

There wasn't even time to reach out and stop them.

"Passing Ball!"

Jiang Hong's defense was broken through by Djokovic.

15: 15.

"Djokovic's return of serve was of very high quality."

"It directly broke Jiang Hong's net play tactics."

Jiang Hong was affected and became—

I'm even more excited!
How could a match against the future number one player be anything but ordinary?

What Jiang Hong yearns for is the feeling of bearing pressure and sweeping it away.

Jiang Hong returned to the baseline in Zone 1 and served again.

Djokovic also stared intently at the tennis ball in Jiang Hong's hand.

"boom!"

"It's not a sine!"

The tennis ball did not have any forward momentum after landing in the service area.

Instead, it flew rapidly to the side.

"Spin on the outside corner!"

Djokovic made his judgment immediately, stretching his body and pulling the ball back to the midfield with a backhand.

The return shot was a bit shallow!
"good chance!"

Jiang Hong immediately stepped towards the baseline and unleashed a powerful diagonal attack with his forehand.

However, it wasn't intended to kill in one blow.

Rather, it was for mobilization.

The tennis ball flew into Djokovic's backhand side, and he immediately turned and sprinted, parrying it back before it bounced twice.

This is exactly what Jiang Hong wanted.

Before Djokovic could return to his position after hitting the ball, he immediately adjusted his stance with small, quick steps.

He hit a backhand straight shot, heading straight for the corner.

They scored again.

30: 15.

By the time of the fourth ball, Djokovic had already reached his peak form.

The two sides immediately entered into a protracted tug-of-war over the bottom line.

Djokovic noticeably increased the spin and depth of his returns to pressure Jiang Hong's positioning.

His resilience has always been his winning formula, relentlessly countering Jiang Hong's attacks.

Tennis balls flew continuously across the court.

The spectators' heads swayed as the tennis ball flew through the air.

The longer the stalemate continued, the more grateful Jiang Hong felt that he had pushed his physical fitness to its limits the previous night.

Jiang Hong used his physical strength and speed advantage to completely shut down his own half of the court.

Whether it was the wide-angle forehand movement or the backhand defense, no weaknesses were revealed.

"No, we need to change!"

Djokovic, seeing Jiang Hong seemingly tireless, suddenly doubted whether his baseline rallies were the right approach.

On the eighteenth shot, Djokovic decided to attack with his forehand.

A sideways, forehand strike, unleashing power for an attack.

I'm getting anxious, I'm getting anxious.

He was anxious.

Jiang Hong's eyes lit up, and he didn't try to block the incoming ball.

Immediately shift the force gently along the tennis ball and pull it back with your hand.

It was instantly sliced ​​into a small diagonal line and flew directly towards the corner of the net.

"40-15!"

Set point.

If Jiang Hong can win just one more point, he will be able to hold serve.

"Wow!"

"This is definitely a test of willpower and physical strength."

“Respond to ever-changing situations with constancy.”

"Jiang Hong waited for his opportunity by relying on his running and composure."

Change position, toss the ball, push off the ground, rotate your body, and hit the ball!
"boom!"

The serve remains a flat serve.

215 kilometers.

The ball speed is astonishing.

Djokovic's gaze was frighteningly calm.

He suddenly started moving as if his feet were stretched taut by a spring, shifting his weight to the side and back, his right racket drawing a smooth arc in front of him, the racket face precisely biting the landing point of the incoming ball.

"Get back here!"

At the moment of contact, the wrist snaps slightly, and the force is transferred crisply and cleanly through the racket. The tennis ball immediately changes direction and flies swiftly along the lower edge of the net.

After landing, it barely bounced before darting along the sideline towards the opponent's blind spot.

"Snapped!"

Jiang Hong stood still, without much reaction.

40: 30.

"Hair extensions are a must!"

Djokovic stared intently at Jiang Hong, "The match won't end so simply."

Jiang Hong's expression remained calm; no one knew what he was thinking.

He tossed the tennis ball into the air, *thud*. "Huh?"

"Serve hits the net!"

"Was Jiang Hong affected by Djokovic's perfect serve return just now?"

Both fans and commentators had some concerns.

The tennis ball soared high into the air, and Jiang Hong pushed off the ground, drawing his racket back from behind his head, moving upwards.

"boom!"

The tennis ball flew out like a cannonball.

Although Djokovic started immediately, he was still a step too late.

Before he even got into position, the tennis ball had already bounced high out of bounds.

"ACE!"

"A beautiful serve."

"Jiang Hong successfully held serve in the first game."

When it was Djokovic's turn in the second game, he was not to be outdone and immediately retaliated.

The first ball was an ace, and the second ball was a straight serve.

The other party's assessment of Jiang Hong was extremely accurate.

One shot, outside corner!
The speed is also as high as 200+ km/h, the rotation is not strong, but the angle is tricky.

This time, Jiang Hong did not start early, but instead focused on Djokovic completing his serve.

“It’s time!”

His footwork was incredibly fast, like a compressed spring, and he shot off in an instant.

He pulled his arm to its limit and headed the ball back.

The tennis ball landed directly on Djokovic's backhand baseline.

Trying to force the opponent into a certain position.

Djokovic made a slight adjustment and immediately hit a wide-angle cross-court shot with both backhands.

Although this shot from the deep end didn't completely push Djokovic away, it wasn't entirely useless.

It at least slowed down the opponent's ball speed considerably.

Jiang Hong immediately sprinted and successfully intercepted the tennis ball before it bounced twice.

Djokovic, of course, wouldn't let the opening Jiang Hong had just created slip by.

Immediately, choose a forehand flat shot.

He slammed the ball hard into the gaping hole exposed by Jiang Hong.

Jiang Hong suddenly twisted his waist and turned his body, pulled with his feet, and instantly his body miraculously sprang up from the ground.

Then, with a pace as fast as a whirlwind, he rushed towards the blind spot.

Slide into position, backhand down the line.

"boom!"

The tennis ball hit the baseline directly.

30: 15.

This is tennis, from heaven to hell.

"You can catch up with that."

Djokovic was taken aback for a moment.

However, this ball did not completely affect the opponent's performance.

After a period of back-and-forth battle at the baseline, they found an opening in Jiang Hong's defense and successfully held serve.

Both players played very cautiously in this set, and there was no repeat of the break-serve situation that occurred in the previous game.

The score remained 3-2 until the sixth inning.

Neither side managed to break serve.

Djokovic's serve.

Taking the initiative, he tossed the tennis ball high into the air.

"boom!"

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball shot out like a cannonball.

It hit the outside corner of Jiang Hong's service area directly, and instantly went out of bounds.

15: 0.

The speedometer display on the court shows the speed of the starting ball.

208 kilometers.

"call!"

Djokovic took a breath, took the tennis ball from the caddie, and returned to the baseline.

"Snapped!"

I originally planned to use a flat serve, but the error rate was too high, and the serve went directly into the net.

Back to the baseline, ready for the second shot.

Jiang Hong raised his head and looked at Djokovic across from him.

"Outer corner or inner corner?"

Djokovic serves to the outside corner more often than the inside corner.

So, it should still be the outer corner, right?
"Gamble."

With a "bang," Jiang Hong immediately took action.

As expected, it was still the outer corner.

However, it's not a flat serve, but a sidespin serve.

However, its quality is still somewhat inferior to Jiang Hong's side spin.

Jiang Hong took a step forward and met the attack with his forehand, without blindly exerting force.

Instead, he hit a heavy and fast baseline return shot.

It went straight for Djokovic's backhand.

The quality of that return shot was so high that Djokovic's position was instantly pushed aside.

Forced to return the ball with a backhand, the power was insufficient, and the shot was too shallow.

Jiang Hong's eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed into the arena.

The movement—sideways stance, forehand, backswing—is like a sharp sword drawn instantly, with astonishing speed and spin.

It blasted out a perfect reverse diagonal line.

It slammed quickly onto the baseline and flew out of bounds.

15: 15.

Jiang Hong won a point.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes brimming with tension.

Djokovic stood on the baseline, his eyes darting around.

"Two consecutive outside corner kicks were predicted correctly."

One shot, inside corner!
That's right, the serve landing point was changed.

Jiang Hong reacted quickly, moving swiftly and unleashing a low, straight shot with a backhand.

Djokovic originally intended to intercept the attack at the net.

However, Jiang Hong's return shot was very fast, heading straight for Djokovic's feet.

Faced with Jiang Hong's quick return shot, Djokovic had no choice but to volley from the low post.

However, the ball was moving too fast.

Djokovic was unable to maintain full control of the ball.

Therefore, the ball bounces very high, transforming itself into a "moon ball".

The ball bounces too high after landing, making it more difficult to handle.

Therefore, Jiang Hong made a decision instantly.

"Not even before landing."

Jiang Hong immediately strode towards the net, seized the opportunity, and at the moment the tennis ball was falling, he pushed off the ground with both feet, unleashing his full power.

A thunderous forehand overhead smash sent the ball crashing into Djokovic's court.

15: 30.

Wow! Jiang Hong is scoring in a row!

"A beautiful counter-attack."

"With his powerful high-pressure smash, Jiang Hong's momentum is building."

Djokovic closed his eyes and thought for a moment.

They were behind in their service game.

"variation!"

With a "bang," the tennis ball was hit towards Jiang Hong's half of the court.

After serving, Djokovic immediately moved to the net.

That's right, it's serve and volley.

Although Jiang Hong successfully received the serve, Djokovic, who was waiting at the net, still managed to seize the opportunity.

A delicate diagonal volley, the angle was too tricky.

Jiang Hong was simply out of reach.

Djokovic pulled one back.

30: 30.

The score is now tied again.

Djokovic hoped to press his advantage, but ended up making a first serve error.

If we concede another point now, the game will become dangerous.

Therefore, Djokovic opted for a topspin shot to play it safe.

This type of shot has a higher success rate, but its offensive power is somewhat weaker than a flat shot, making it easier for players with strong forehands to seize the opportunity to apply high-pressure shots.

However, this is definitely a good opportunity for Jiang Hong.

Immediately step back to create space for your shot.

The forehand is like a fully drawn bowstring, suddenly swung forward.

The tennis ball hit the sweet spot of the racket precisely, and the return shot was both flat and fast.

It went straight for Djokovic's backhand corner.

His expression changed; he had originally wanted to play it safe, but instead gave his opponent an opportunity.

Djokovic quickly retreated and blocked the ball with his backhand.

However, the quality was not good, so Jiang Hong immediately went online and hit a wide-angle cross-court shot with his forehand.

Djokovic was forced out of bounds, and then Jiang Hong hit another cross-court shot in the opposite direction.

I easily got this point.

30: 40.

"Break point!"

"Jiang Hong created the first break point of the set."

"Can Jiang Hong seize this rare opportunity?"

Zhang Sheng's voice was somewhat excited, after all, this was Jiang Hong's break point in the second set after Jiang Hong had won the first set.

It could even be said to be half a ticket to the finals.

Chinese and Spanish fans cheered excitedly.

However, Serbian fans were not so happy.

Djokovic took a deep breath.

"We cannot afford to play it safe!"

Let's give it a shot!

After figuring it out, Djokovic quickly hit a flat shot to the outside corner.

The ball had incredible speed and extremely high quality; it hit the center line directly.

Even though Jiang Hong had reached his speed limit, his racket could only barely touch the ball, and he was unable to control it. The return shot hit the net directly.

Serve and score!
40: 40.

The score is now tied once again.

Djokovic clenched his fist, his eyes filled with confidence.

attack!
Blindly being conservative will only lead to failure.

On the seventh ball, Djokovic immediately followed up with a forehand side attack after serving, continuously pressuring Jiang Hong's backhand.

After several rallies, seizing upon Jiang Hong's slightly short return shot, I immediately unleashed a winning forehand attack.

AD: 40.

Both Chinese and Spanish fans were somewhat disappointed.

Or was it all just wishful thinking?

Despite missing a break point, Jiang Hong showed no sign of discouragement.

Djokovic's serve remained strong, but Jiang Hong's return of serve was of even higher quality, sending a deep, spinny ball to the middle.

The two sides once again engaged in a protracted tug-of-war at the baseline. Jiang Hong moved with lightning speed, covering every corner of the court, wearing down Djokovic with repeated wide-angle maneuvers.

Djokovic frowned as he felt his physical strength rapidly declining.

"No, if this continues, we won't be able to keep up our stamina even if we get to the third set."

Thinking of this, a determined look flashed in Djokovic's eyes.

As Djokovic faced Jiang Hong's backhand return to the deep court, he turned around while running, preparing to hit a forehand inside-out.

Pursuing the ultimate perspective.

"Success or death!"

Swing the racket and hit the ball.

"Boom!"

Upon hearing the sound of the ball being struck, Djokovic's expression changed.

"Oops!"

As a result, the ball grazed the backboard and flew out of bounds!
"Another tie!"

"Jiang Hong forced Djokovic into making a mistake with his tenacious defense and tireless running!"

"This round was incredibly physically and mentally taxing! Both players gave it their all!"

Jiang Hong wiped the sweat from his face with a towel and took a deep breath.

"Inner corner!"

Watching Djokovic's serve, he anticipated the landing point of his serve.

With a precise step, he launched a direct attack on the serve with his forehand. The ball, like a yellow-green lightning bolt, hurtled straight towards the open forehand side left by Djokovic after his serve!

Djokovic wanted to move, but the long rallies had taken a heavy toll on his energy.

He stumbled and could only watch as the tennis ball flew out of bounds.

"Oh my God!"

"Jiang Hong! He's attacked the winner directly from the return of serve! He's got another break point!"

"That courage, that execution!"

Zhan Jun's voice was already hoarse.

The entire audience held their breath.

Djokovic patted the ball, sweat trickling down his forehead.

He glanced at Jiang Hong across from him, his brows furrowed.

The standard serve may no longer be effective.

We must take them by surprise.

"Side rotation!"

"Drag Jiang Hong out of the game, then use a reverse diagonal shot to kill the match!"

Djokovic was devising a strategy in his mind.

He delivered an outside-angle sidespin, which was of very good quality.

Jiang Hong stretched to the limit and chopped the ball back with his backhand. The return ball went over the net with strong backspin and landed near the service line.

Djokovic stepped forward, intending to finish the point with a forehand, but Jiang Hong had already returned to the center of the court like a ghost.

Djokovic's forehand attack was miraculously defended by Jiang Hong, and the return was of extremely high quality, reaching deep to the baseline. Djokovic adjusted his footwork, turned sideways again, and unleashed a forehand shot towards Jiang Hong's backhand.

Jiang Hong had anticipated this, and after a crossover step, he met the ball with a one-handed backhand and hit a stunning backhand straight through ball with strong topspin!

The ball traced a beautiful arc, landing precisely inside the sideline before bouncing out of bounds!
"Game, Jiang, 4-2!"

The referee's voice was like heavenly music, resounding throughout the stadium.

"I've been broken?"

Djokovic could no longer contain his anger and it immediately erupted.

He flung the racket out of his hand, and it broke instantly.

For tennis players, smashing their rackets during a match is the most common way to vent their frustration.

Let alone the young Djokovic, even a Djokovic nearing the end of his career would smash his racket in a fit of emotion.

Djokovic even smashed his racket several times, which ironically helped him regain his form and turn the tide of the match.

Of course, the referee wouldn't tolerate him and immediately gave Djokovic a warning.

Djokovic suddenly grinned, looked up, and said with a pained expression.

"Referee, I have a leg cramp. I request a medical timeout!"

(End of this chapter)