Tennis: He's so obedient!

Chapter 197 Break! Victory! Championship!
Jiang Hong changed his position, leaned forward slightly, and stared intently at Federer's subtle movements, making sure not to miss any detail.

"Attack! Attack!"

At that moment, Federer tossed the tennis ball high into the air.

"Federer's second serve!"

Bang!
"The signature outside serve."

"A tricky angle."

"What should we do about Jiang Hong?"

run!
The moment he struck the ball, Jiang Hong moved with lightning speed.

You can't just blindly attack Federer.

Fortunately, Jiang Hong used the opponent's force against them, directly turning and swinging his racket to the side.

With a powerful pull, a flat and fast straight shot was launched.

The tennis ball pierced deep into Federer's backhand baseline.

"not good!"

Federer raised an eyebrow and quickly took a step back.

However, the ball landed way too deep.

Troublesome!
Federer could only manage a weak counterattack while retreating.

"good chance!"

Jiang Hong seized the fleeting moment, quickly moved into the half-court, and hit a short cross-court shot with his forehand.

"not good."

Federer's defense was immediately torn apart.

"Whoosh!" Federer couldn't keep up and ultimately failed to catch the tennis ball.

"0-30."

Jiang Hong scored another point through careful serve reception and decisive attack.

Holy crap, two points in a row! Awesome!

[Federer seems to be in a slump. Is it because he couldn't break serve in the last game?]

[Just charge in like Jiang Shenchong and you're done!]

Federer: Young people lack sportsmanship!

Federer's gaze grew even colder as he stared at Jiang Hong across from him.

Toss the ball, prepare to swing!
"Inner corner!"

Jiang Hong's eyes lit up instantly. When Federer serves from the inside corner, the ball speed will decrease to some extent.

This is an opportunity that we definitely need to seize.

Although the serve was still very fast, Jiang Hong's reaction was even faster.

Take a step forward, launch an attack, and deliver a forehand topspin shot from the side.

The return shot was deep and heavy, hitting Federer right next to his feet.

This time, Federer was prepared and immediately returned the ball with a backhand.

Both sides launched a direct attack from the baseline, with a pace so fast that the audience was overwhelmed.

Jiang Hong suddenly exerted force again, hitting the ball back flat.

Federer's eyes flashed.

A surge of anger rose within him. As the world's number one tennis player, he naturally had to retaliate against Jiang Hong's offensive attacks.

So immediately move your feet quickly to create space for the shot.

Federer suddenly unleashed a powerful forehand, his gaze fixed on Jiang Hong's backhand corner.

"Get back here!"

Bang!
With the sound of the ball being hit, the tennis ball flew back like a cannonball.

Federer's fans at the stadium were ready to celebrate.

Because the angle was too large and the ball speed was too fast.

Jiang Hong definitely wouldn't have had time to save the ball!
With a muffled "thud," the driver's voice suddenly rang out.

"OUT!"

Federer was too focused on the angle, and as a result, he accidentally hit the tennis ball directly out of bounds.

40-0.

"Great, now the pressure is completely on Federer."

"After scoring three consecutive points and gaining a break point, Jiang Hong's superb receiving and unparalleled baseline stalemate finally found an opportunity."

"Three break points, a full three break points!"

Right now, people on tennis forums are already getting ready to pop the champagne.

[The break point has arrived!!!]

That prediction, that movement—awesome!

Please, Jiang Shen, get just one more point!

[Just break it down for me!]

The audience at the scene couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

Federer was actually broken by Jiang Hong.

And this happened after losing the first game.

If Jiang Hong wins just one more set, the champion of this Madrid Masters will be this previously unknown newcomer to the tennis world.

"Roger! Roger! Roger!"

"Go Roger! Go Roger!"

At first, no one knew who shouted, but then the shouts grew louder and louder, one wave after another.

The fans applauded Federer vigorously and rhythmically.

Jiang Hong glanced at the audience seats.

how?

Are they planning to lend their light to Federer?
Federer took a deep breath, a ripple flashing in his eyes.

"How could he fall so easily!"

Federer has no intention of sitting idly by and waiting for his fate.

Bang!
A powerful outside ace slammed into the corner.

Jiang Hong didn't have time to move at all.

With this ace, Federer's fans in the stadium became even more excited.

Chinese fans, however, were somewhat disappointed.

Federer didn't react much after the ball was hit.

He turned around, took the tennis ball from the caddie, and quietly walked to another serving spot.

Bang!
"OUT!"

It failed to go in on the first attempt.

Federer's fans placed their hands on their chests in a prayer gesture.

One more mistake and they'll lose this service game.

The balance of the game has been completely lost.

dong dong dong...

Federer pounded the tennis ball, preparing to serve.

Jiang Hong took a deep breath and stared intently at Federer across from him.

"Conservative or aggressive?"

The brief question was quickly answered.

As the world number one, he certainly wouldn't accept losing this service game in frustration.

"So...he still gambles!"

boom!
The sound of a ball being struck.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Hong immediately chose to move forward.

Yes, he's gambling too!
It's a bet that Federer won't opt ​​for a conservative serve.

And the result...

"You bet right!"

That's right, Federer didn't choose a conservative serve and still used a flat serve.

A powerful flat shot to the outside corner.

After determining that the serve is correct, adjust your stance with simple, small steps.

Faced with the tennis ball hurtling towards him, Jiang Hong immediately chose to draw back his forehand and smash it hard.

The return shot flew like a cannonball towards Federer's backhand.

Facing Jiang Hong's aggressive attack.

Federer remained calm and, despite being on the defensive, delivered a high-quality deep shot with his backhand.

"Well done!"

Jiang Hong continued to apply pressure with his forehand.

When facing continuous attacks, it is easier to make mistakes.

Those subtle flaws were the opportunities Jiang Hong was looking for.

However, Federer's status as the world's greatest tennis player is certainly not an exaggeration.

Every move was executed perfectly, leaving Jiang Hong with no way to find any weaknesses in the opponent's strategy.

Left with no other option, the two sides once again engaged in multiple rounds of shooting.

Jiang Hong turned to the side, raised his forehand, and slammed his arm out like a whip.

The tennis ball hit the sweet spot of the racket precisely.

In an instant, a corner ball at an extreme angle appeared before everyone's eyes.

The audience had only one question in their minds.

"Will it go out of bounds?"

This kind of return shot that aims for the extreme angle is too prone to errors.

After all, Federer can't guarantee that he won't make a mistake on every single ball.

Leaving the outcome of a match to fate is never the way of a strong person.

Therefore, Federer did not hesitate at all and immediately sprinted wildly towards the corner.

At the same time, Jiang Hong was also running wildly.

He is rapidly approaching the net.

"Faster! Faster!"

Bang!
The tennis ball landed.

Federer's pace has not stopped.

With the sound of footsteps rubbing together.

Federer has arrived!

He displayed unparalleled skill, running at such high speed that there was simply no time to brake.

Fortunately, Federer managed to hit a backhand shot while running.

In an instant, the tennis ball whistled through the air.

"boom!"

An exaggerated backhand straight shot instantly passed right past Jiang Hong.

too fast.

Jiang Hong had no time to stop him.

The tennis ball fell close to the sideline and then bounced out of bounds.

"40-30!"

"A brilliant response! Federer used his genius shot to level the score and ignite the passion of the entire Madrid Masters crowd," Zhan Jun remarked.

Even as a somewhat biased commentator, I cannot deny it at this point.

That point was absolutely brilliant.

Federer's fans in the stadium were shouting loudly.

Federer won two points in a row. He's back, everything is back.

He's back to normal.

This is definitely not good news for Chinese football fans!

The tennis forums were stunned.

[This second shot is way too much!]

Federer is really bold!

To be honest, Jiang Shen played very well; he actually guessed Federer's serve rhythm correctly.

Don't let your mindset get the better of you, Jiang Shen!

Even some trolls have emerged.

During this period, Jiang Hong's name could be heard everywhere, whether in newspapers, on television, or online.

Therefore, black spots also grow like weeds.

[Tch, did he really think he could win? I think Federer was just worried the final would be too uneventful, so he deliberately let Jiang Hong win.]

I think Federer is giving Jiang Hong some opportunities for the sake of the Chinese market.

Don't embarrass yourself; you definitely can't win.

Naturally, there were also those who defended Jiang Hong in the comments section.

[Jiang Shen, are you kidding me? Jiang Shen is still in the lead, isn't he?]

[You guys are making it sound like Federer is in the lead.]

At this moment, the atmosphere on the scene was extremely tense.

Jiang Hong took a deep breath, trying to calm his agitated heartbeat.

Honestly, facing a break point so close, what if we fail to break it?

That must have been a significant blow to their mental state.

Federer gradually shook off the effects of the previous game.

In fact, their condition has even improved.

Federer stood behind the baseline, and his usual smile gradually returned to his face.

Gently tapping the tennis ball, once, twice...

She didn't look up to observe Jiang Hong, because she had already decided on her serving strategy.

He threw the ball!

Jiang Hong immediately began to move his feet, ready to launch at any moment.

"boom!"

An inside ace shot grazed the T-point and landed.

Jiang Hong didn't have time to run and save the ball.

40-40.

Federer has tied the score!

Instantly, the shouts and screams from Federer's fans in the stadium seemed to be about to rip the roof off.

"No, I need to focus!" "We can't just let this hard-won break point opportunity slip away!"

Jiang Hong's eyes were filled with determination, with a do-or-die resolve.

Federer moved.

"run!"

Before Federer could even strike the ball, Jiang Hong's feet had already begun to move!
Serve from the outside corner.

The tennis ball came flying like a cannonball.

Jiang Hong, on the other hand, displayed his exaggerated speed as if he had appeared in the blink of an eye.

Extreme stretch!
He blocked the chest with a backhand parry, his arm suddenly exerting force.

With a tremor from the racket, the ball was successfully blocked.

However, Federer's serve is indeed of very high quality.

Jiang Hong's return shot was not of very high quality.

Federer's eyes flashed, and he immediately turned to the side, preparing to finish the point with his powerful forehand.

But the moment he swung his racket, the answer instantly appeared in Jiang Hong's mind.

"He's going to attack!"

Jiang Hong certainly wouldn't sit idly by and wait for his fate; he moved to the forehand position ahead of time!
Seeing this, Federer changed his approach and hit the ball into the open backhand area!
Jiang Hong suddenly laughed.

It turns out that Jiang Hong's advance movement was actually a convincing feint!

His body sprang back like a spring, taking several big steps toward the backhand position. With his body completely out of balance, he desperately flicked the backhand with one hand!
The ball, spinning intensely, traced a high arc, soared over Federer at the net, and plunged towards the deep baseline!

Federer quickly retreated, tilting his head back at the baseline, waiting for the ball to fall.

The ball landed, bounced, and slammed heavily onto the baseline!

Federer could only watch helplessly, unable to mount an effective counterattack!
"40-AD! Break point!"

Zhan Jun was so excited his voice almost cracked: "My God! Jiang Hong! He did it! An incredible anticipation and a desperate run! This return is a testament to his willpower! Break point! He got another break point!"

Zhang Sheng, unable to contain his excitement, began to exclaim, "This is not just a contest of skills, but also a battle of wisdom and courage! Jiang Hong has earned himself a golden opportunity through his hard work!"

Federer is facing a desperate situation again, but he is not as nervous as before.

He took a deep breath, his gaze calm.

First shot, a mistake.

For his second shot, he chose an extremely risky inside corner sneak attack!
The ball speed wasn't fast, but the angle was extremely tricky.

Sneak attack?

Unfortunately, Jiang Hong is not an old man, and he was no match for Federer's lack of sportsmanship.

With Jiang Hong highly focused, he quickly adjusted his footwork and struck the ball with his forehand!

The tennis ball flew low like a cannonball, passed through the net, and slammed heavily onto the inside of the backhand sideline.

Although Federer tried his best to save the shot, his racket ultimately hit nothing but air.

The tennis ball bounced back and flew out of bounds without any hesitation.

Quiet!
Unparalleled silence.

There was no extra sound in the entire stadium.

“Game, Jiang, 3-1.”

The moment the referee's voice rang out, the fans in the stadium erupted in cheers.

Federer's fans covered their heads, looking utterly incredulous.

Didn't Roger just regain his form?
what happened?

Compared to the anguish of Federer's fans, Chinese fans are now celebrating with singing, dancing, drumming, firecrackers, and waving red flags!
Some fans even started singing, "Today is a good day."

"It's broken! It's broken! Jiang Hong's serve has been broken!"

Zhang Sheng's voice rang out instantly, each word sounding as if it would tear his throat apart.

"Jiang Hong tore apart Federer's defense in Federer's serve!"

"On that final ball, Jiang Hong not only withstood the pressure but also launched an attack and scored a beautiful return ace!"

[Hold on, oh my god, my heart is about to explode!]

[We can finally stop taking the nitroglycerin pills.]

Jiang Shen's mental fortitude is simply unmatched!

[That's awesome, but I still hope Zhang Sheng stays silent.]

After being broken, Federer looked at the young man opposite him.

Although his first two serves were somewhat disappointing, after catching up, his form could even be described as extremely hot.

But unexpectedly, Jiang Hong ultimately withstood the impact.

However, surrendering is definitely not an option; we must find new opportunities to break through and turn the tide.

The two players exchanged possession, and the fifth game was Jiang Hong's service game.

Despite his delight, Jiang Hong remained completely focused on facing Federer.

Even so, Federer seized the opportunity and scored two points.

However, in the end, Jiang Hong managed to defend her serve and extend her lead by taking advantage of her serve.

4: 1.

During Federer's service game, Jiang Hong still hoped to find opportunities to extend his lead.

However, Federer used his all-around skills and consistency to hold his serve and look for opportunities to break serve.

The score kept fluctuating and rising.

In the blink of an eye, the score reached the 7th game.

4-2, Jiang Hong's serve.

If the stalemate continues, Federer will naturally be at a disadvantage.

Therefore, in this game, Federer kept launching attacks, looking for opportunities to break serve.

The score reached 40-30, and Federer caught up.

The initial excitement of the Chinese fans suddenly turned into tension.

If Federer were to break serve, the outcome of the match would become unpredictable once again.

Despite being in the lead, Jiang Hong actually faced more pressure.

The pressure has reversed again.

"call!"

Jiang Hong reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, not showing much surprise.

It would be abnormal if Federer didn't launch a counterattack and just let Jiang Hong take the championship.

"I'm determined to win this championship!"

His gaze became even sharper.

Jiang Hong stood behind the baseline, his expression very calm.

Suddenly, he tossed the tennis ball into the air, bent his knees, pushed off the ground, turned his body, and swung his racket.

All the movements appeared as natural and fluid as flowing water.

There were no unnecessary movements, only the clean and crisp sound of the racket striking the ball.

"boom!"

A streak of yellow-green light, a dazzling lateral spiral arc.

They headed straight for the outer corner, a blind spot.

Federer moved.

His starting speed was extremely fast. With his extraordinary anticipation and amazing explosive power, his body rushed towards the sideline like an arrow released from a bow.

His eyes were fixed on the yellow-green arc, and his mind was rapidly calculating the tennis ball's landing point, bounce, and trajectory.

"Faster!"

"Get it to me!"

Federer roared inwardly.

As a player, the only goal is victory.

However, just as the tennis ball hit the service line and the sideline, forming the outer corner limit position.

In an instant, with a strong side spin, it darted toward the sideline in a way that defied common sense.

Federer's heart sank instantly.

He knew he had been fooled by Jiang Hong's serve feint.

However, Federer was unwilling to give up and made one last desperate attempt.

The tennis ball seemed to have done it intentionally, mercilessly grazing just three or four centimeters from the tip of Federer's racket before slamming heavily onto the backboard.

It made a muffled thud.

"ACE!"

“game, Jiang, 5:2.”

Instantly, Zhan Jun in the CCTV broadcast studio could no longer contain his excitement.

"Beautiful! An ace! Jiang Hong has won the game."

"One more game, and Jiang Hong will create a new history for Chinese tennis!"

Federer's eyes flickered as he watched the tennis ball rolling along the sideline.

His gaze suddenly hardened.

"It's okay, we'll break back when Jiang serves next."

……

"We can't let it drag into the next game!"

5:2, 40:40.

In Federer's service game, Jiang Hong immediately launched an unparalleled offensive.

He didn't want to wait any longer!
"This round is over!"

40: 40.

"The score is now tied. Whoever wins this point has a greater chance of winning the game!" After saying this, Zhan Jun shut his mouth and waited quietly.

Federer took a deep breath. He hadn't expected Jiang Hong to not wait patiently for his serve, but instead prepare to end the match in his own service game.

As the world's number one, he also has his own pride and must drag the match into the next game.

He bounced the tennis ball on the ground, once, twice...

Throw the ball.

One shot went wrong.

Federer hesitated for a moment before serving his second shot.

"If we concede another goal, we might lose the game."

Let's be more conservative!
"My bottom line is that I can drag Jiang Hong down with me!"

After thinking it through, Federer decided not to take any more risks.

He served a standard topspin serve at the outside corner.

He then returned the ball, dragged it to the baseline, and engaged in a rally, using his defensive skills to find weaknesses in Jiang Hong's defense.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

"This is it!"

Their eyes lit up, and they immediately took action.

With full force, he turned to the side, cleared the way for his forehand, and unleashed a thunderous return ace!

The ball flew like a green meteor, heading straight for the backhand sideline that Federer couldn't reach!

After a brief silence, the entire stadium erupted in a tremendous roar.

"Win! Win! Win!"

At that moment, the number of comments on the forum increased dramatically.

[Match Point!!!]

[Be precise, this is the key to victory!]

[Jiang Shen! The battle for the title of Gods is just around the corner!]

I thought I'd end up like the men's national football team in my lifetime, but I never imagined I'd witness this!

[Everyone stand up!]

I turned off the TV because I was too scared to watch, but the results came out and told me!

The entire stadium rose to their feet! Complete silence! It was the last ball.

Federer patted the ball, and time seemed to stretch out.

"The outcome hinges on this one gamble!"

He tosses the ball, swings his racket—serve to the outside corner.

At this moment, Jiang Hong was extremely calm, not even as excited as he was when the serve was broken earlier.

The more critical the moment, the more calm you must remain!
His eyes were fixed only on his opponent and the yellow-green tennis ball.

"run!"

His acceleration was so fast that he was just a blur as he sprinted toward the sideline.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that arc.

"That's right, it's the outer corner!"

Sudden stop, positioning, sidestep, backswing!
His returns were no longer the aggressive smashes.

Instead, it's a deep, straight shot with strong backspin, landing right at the baseline!
The return shot was too deep and too heavy, and Federer was completely pinned behind the baseline.

His forehand return had a strong topspin, and I felt a jolt of excitement the moment I hit the ball.

"not good!"

The tennis ball landed in the middle of the court.

"Chance!"

Without any hesitation, Jiang Hong pounced onto the court like a cheetah, seized the fleeting half-court ball, and swung his forehand arm down like a battle axe!
It wasn't a slap, but a clean and decisive volley.

The tennis ball flew like a cannonball, crashing directly into Federer's court!
"Faster, faster, faster!"

Federer's speed seemed to be completely unleashed at this moment.

"hiss!"

Roger has arrived!

Forehand, down the line, flat shot!
In an instant, a ball returned like lightning, running along the sideline and heading straight for the corner.

Thump thump thump!
Federer looked up at Jiang Hong, who was holding a racket in both hands.

what?
Faster than Federer

After pushing off the ground, he actually crossed the baseline from one end to the other.

With the body stretched to its limit, a sudden burst of power from the wrist sends the racket face precisely striking the tennis ball.

A sharp diagonal shot, piercing straight into Federer's blind spot in the opposite direction.

Will it go out of bounds?
For the first time, a sense of luck crept into Federer's heart.

Bang!
Landing.

"IN!"

Landing point on the field!
"what!"

Jiang Hong suddenly raised his racket high, instantly releasing the pressure from the entire match.

"champion!"

"We are the champions!"

(End of this chapter)