Who would still play tennis after being reborn?

Chapter 97 If she can lie this well at 15, what will she be like when she grows up?

Thomas was still looking ahead when he realized there was a ball at his feet when the tennis ball rolled to his feet and he felt the sound of it being touched by his shoes.

"what happened?"

When did the ball arrive?

Thomas was stunned. He had only seen Gu Cheng swing his racket and heard the sound of the ball hitting the ground, but he hadn't seen the tennis ball flying towards him. By the time he saw the tennis ball, it was already at his feet.

Thomas had never seen a serve like that before.

It was so fast that his eyes couldn't even see it clearly.

Yu Haoyang, standing on the sidelines, rubbed his eyes. Although he had long guessed that Gu Cheng might have mastered other ball skills, he was still quite surprised when he actually saw them.

Such a fast serve, the only things he could imagine besides Chotaro Ootori's one-shot kill were the invisible serve that Rikkai's Sanada displayed in the Kanto finals.

Of course, a serve that hits the mark isn't as fast as a serve that's invisible, but it can still achieve the same effect. At least for players with poor dynamic vision, it's really hard to see the trajectory of the tennis ball.

"A single, deadly serve, or a serve that's practically invisible?"

If it's a one-shot kill, Yu Haoyang can understand, but if it's a serve as fast as the wind, an invisible serve, then that's just too abnormal.

Whether it's an outside spin serve or a disappearing serve, both can be countered. As long as you have a solid foundation and understand the principles of serving, it's not difficult for professional players to counter these two serves.

But the unseen serve is pure speed.

If your dynamic vision can't keep up, you'll have trouble even seeing the trajectory of the tennis ball, let alone returning the ball.

How can you return the ball if you can't even see it?

"Those guys who're researching you are going to go crazy now!" Yu Haoyang said with a wry smile.

Imagine someone who has studied for several days, thinking they have thoroughly figured out the other person's secret techniques and even figured out how to counter them, only to find that what they have studied is just the tip of the iceberg. Yu Haoyang has experienced that kind of despair.

Therefore, he could understand Thomas's feelings at that moment.

That's probably a really strong "Holy crap" moment!

"An invisible serve?" Thomas's smile was more like a grimace, but it was clear from his words that he had been seriously studying The Prince of Tennis these past few days, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of the invisible serve so quickly.

Thomas's coach suddenly stood up, his clenched fist taking a long time to relax.

"Actually, that's what I'm really worried about," he said with a wry smile.

The tennis skills that Gu Cheng has demonstrated can all be traced back to specific techniques. Although he has only studied them for two or three days, the whole world is now studying Prince of Tennis and those tennis skills. Even the creators of the Prince of Tennis anime have published various strategies online.

It's not difficult to crack those ball skills.

But if Gu Cheng has mastered enough ball skills, how many professional players would dare to say they can counter all those ever-changing ball skills?

Who else is confident that they can definitely win when facing Gu Cheng?
Gu Chengqiang's strengths lie not only in his ball skills, but also in his fundamentals, which far surpass those of ordinary people, and are incomparable to those of most professional players.

This can be seen from the fact that Gu Cheng took off his weighted wristband.

In other words, Gu Cheng has never shown his true strength since the first round.

Even now, he's not sure if this is truly Gu Cheng's full strength, and that's what makes it so terrifying.

"I'll shoot slower, so you can see clearly."

Gu Cheng tossed the tennis ball into the air, then swung his racket the instant it fell, accompanied by a loud "smack".

--call out!!
The tennis ball flew out like an arrow released from a bow.

This time, Thomas saw it.

But he only saw it; he didn't have time to react at all. Before he could even swing his racket, the tennis ball had already flown out to the side.

"30-0!"

Gu Cheng chuckled softly, looking at Thomas, who was still somewhat shaken.

Next, Gu Cheng served the third ball.

Thomas remained silent.

The score is now 40-0.

"The last ball."

Thomas stared wide-eyed at Gu Cheng's backhand motion. This time, he moved, but that was all; he was still far from being able to return the attack.

Gu Cheng leads 1-0.

When it was Thomas's turn to serve, stimulated by the return game, he immediately went all out with a flat serve that whistled through the air.

Gu Cheng has excellent dynamic vision. The moment he saw the point of impact of the racket, he lightly touched the ground with his toes. With the speed of his single-leg shuffling, he had already blocked the ball's flight path. His forehand smash had a slight chop, and the ball grazed the center net in a strange arc.

Thomas initially thought it was a powerful smash, but when the tennis ball left his racket, he realized it was just a slice.

Thomas rushed towards the net in a disheveled manner, but his hasty volley flew directly out of bounds.

"15-0!"

The referee's announcement of the score was drowned out by the gasps of surprise around him. Gu Cheng didn't even glance at the scoreboard, but turned back to the center line to prepare for the next serve.

The score quickly reached 2-0.

When the match came to Gu Cheng's serve again, the atmosphere on the court froze. Everyone held their breath, afraid that they would miss a beautiful serve because of blinking.

Toss the ball, bend down, jump, draw back the racket, and swing.

Gu Cheng's serve was fluid and graceful; even a simple flat serve was like a cannonball, with the speedometer in the distance displaying a speed of 224 kilometers per hour.

It was just a very ordinary serve, but the extremely high ball speed still caused Thomas a lot of trouble. He could only barely swing his racket, and the tennis ball bounced out of bounds as if it had hit an invisible barrier.

On the second ball, Gu Cheng suddenly switched to a side-spin serve. The tennis ball bounced strangely under Thomas's footwork, and the boy from France staggered backward, hitting the wall behind him directly when receiving the serve.

A chorus of boos immediately erupted from the surrounding crowd.

It's an outside spin serve, but not as exaggerated as an outside spin serve.

Even so, he couldn't retaliate as easily as he had before the match.

Of course, the previous two games had an impact, but it also shows that sometimes knowing the solution and actually implementing it are still quite different. Thomas, his face flushed, cursed himself in French.

The score quickly reached 5-0, and Thomas's serve was in jeopardy.

Shortly after the start of the sixth game, Thomas tried to disrupt Gu Cheng's rhythm with a slice serve, but his slice serve was too ineffective and instead gave Gu Cheng an opportunity. On the third ball, Gu Cheng appeared at the net like a ghost. At the moment of his volley, just as he saw Thomas toss the ball to the left, the tennis ball seemed to have eyes and flew to the right.

"Cheated!"

Thomas froze on the spot, even his turning around was a beat too slow.

He hadn't paid much attention to the term "court cheater" when his coach mentioned it before. What did a title from the Australian Open wildcard tournament mean? But after experiencing it firsthand, he realized just how terrifying that title truly was.

They tricked me into running away!

He's only fifteen years old, yet he already has so much experience in swindling people. He can hardly imagine what he'll be like in a few years.

Leisu Live Match Report: In the eleventh minute of the match, Gu Cheng once again demonstrated the terror of his on-court deception, feinting and then delivering a fierce smash to complete the first game of the BO5, giving Gu Cheng a 1-0 lead over his opponent.

Jiebao.com: At the Zagreb Youth Cup semi-final, Gu Cheng maintained his strong dominance, and the young French player has yet to score a single point.

[Gu Shen is awesome!]

[Holy crap... Even without any skill, Gu Shen's dominance remains unchanged.]

[Gu Shen is called a god because his feint alone is enough to wipe out a large number of professional players. This kind of awareness and skill is something that ordinary professional players cannot do.]

[Gu Shen is awesome! Another day of making money.]

[Gu Shen, like I said before, please include me in your evolution!]

"CHENG!"

"CHENG!!"

clap clap clap...

A sharp feint instantly ignited the No. 2 court. Less than eleven minutes had passed since the start of the match, and Gu Cheng had already secured the first victory in the final with his overwhelming dominance.

When Gu Cheng walked off the court, he was greeted by Yu Haoyang's thumbs up: "Wow, no wonder I saw people online calling you the court fraudster. You're so good at deceiving people now, what will you be like in the future!"

"Even the top professional players can't fool you as much as you can!"

In tennis, the most exciting way to score a point is through a feint, just like in soccer where you use a feint to knock your opponent down, even the goalkeeper, and then effortlessly push the ball into the goal. That's the most awesome way to score a goal.

Take a stroll.

Kill ten people in ten steps, and stay in a thousand miles.

"If I could be half as good as you at lying, even if I don't have all those skills, I think I could still have a place in the ATP."

"Speaking of this, I still vividly remember the match between Higa Middle School and Rokkaku Middle School in the National Tournament. Those guys from Higa Middle School were the real masters of deception; their feints were absolutely brilliant."

Yu Haoyang was filled with emotion, then looked at Gu Cheng: "But you're not inferior to them either."

……

After a few minutes of rest, the second match began soon afterward.

"Gu Shen, show no mercy, go all out and shut out this Frenchman in one fell swoop."

“I used to dislike watching one-sided matches, but as long as it’s Gu Shen’s match, I find it very interesting even if the opponent gets shut out every time.”

"I enjoy watching it!"

"Go, Gu Shen!!"

"Wishing Gu Shen a 3-1 victory in the semi-finals."

"The person upstairs is using such foul language!"

"Gu Shen: Thank you and your whole family!"

……

The second semifinal match was even faster-paced than the first.

By the third game, Thomas was already showing signs of exhaustion.

Gu Cheng's forehand smash carried a sharp, tearing sound as he struck the air. Each shot was like a sharp scalpel, precisely hitting Thomas's weak points.

Thomas was exhausted on the court, and his previously steady performance began to falter as his energy rapidly depleted.

The white shirt, soaked with sweat, clung to his back, almost spraying water vapor as he ran.

Even though Thomas showed no intention of giving up, the game was still ended by Gu Cheng's ace shot at a speed of 235 kilometers per hour.

Thomas didn't even have time to complete the swing before the tennis ball slammed heavily against the wall behind him, which was covered with advertising billboards.

The broadcast director promptly focused the camera on Thomas, who was sweating profusely. Reflected in his pupils was Gu Cheng calmly raising his racket in a gesture of respect.

After a brief silence, the entire stadium erupted in thunderous cheers.

Gu Cheng walked to the side, picked up the weighted wristbands and put them back on. He took the towel Yu Haoyang threw to him and wiped the sweat from his face. He watched Thomas bending over, supporting his knees and panting heavily, before walking towards the China Open.

When the two shook hands, Thomas's palms were a little cold from the sweat. He looked up and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Thank you. This was a very rewarding game, and also the most intense game of my career."

"Me too."

Gu Cheng looked completely sincere.

To be honest, although it was also a 3-0 scoreline and a shutout, Thomas's performance was indeed stronger than any of his previous opponents. Even the American player known as the teenage prodigy, Willing White, was slightly inferior in this respect.

Then, he turned and left the field.

"CHENG!!"

"CHENG!!"

The surrounding audience was chanting Gu Cheng's name wildly. In just a few days, he had already gained a large number of fans and loyal supporters in Croatia.

Yu Haoyang stepped forward, and being slightly taller than Gu Cheng, he gave Gu Shen a tight hug: "Awesome!"

(End of this chapter)