Tennis: He's so obedient!

Chapter 83, the final round (please continue reading)
Jiang Hong bent his knees slightly, staggered his stance, held the racket in both hands, and looked at Donald opposite him.

For Jiang Hong, taking the lead in the final game wasn't really an advantage.

If the opponent can hold serve, then the two sides will go to a decisive Game 7.

"Yang, calm down!"

"Don't worry!"

After seeing that Donald Young was clearly having an emotional problem, Smith quickly called out twice from the sidelines.

Donald Young is participating in the Wuhan Challenger because after winning the Wimbledon Junior Championships recently, he has begun to consider turning professional.

I'm aiming to win the championship and a wildcard entry to the China Open in this challenge.

This can be considered a graduation exam for Donald Young.

Donald Young turned his head to look at the coach and nodded.

Although I'm not as excited as before, I'm still under tremendous pressure.

After taking a deep breath and getting into position, I started serving!
"Outside serve!"

Jiang Hong guessed Donald Young's serve correctly and immediately took three quick steps to the side.

He stepped across the sideline, lowering his center of gravity.

He twisted his torso, turned sideways, and slammed the racket heavily onto the lower left side of the tennis ball.

Although the spin on this serve is very strong.

However, Jiang Hong's swing angle was very large, completely enveloping the tennis ball!
Jiang Hong's shot landed very deep and was very aggressive, hitting directly in front of the baseline.

Donald looked flustered, feeling very uncomfortable under the pressure.

They can only passively return the ball!
"It's now!"

Donald's return shot wasn't very good; it barely passed the net.

Jiang Hong showed no intention of showing any mercy.

We should press our advantage and take advantage of his weakness to finish him off.

Swish!
Jiang Hong immediately launched an attack, hitting a flat forehand shot that sent the tennis ball hurtling towards the baseline.

Faced with Jiang Hong's pressure, Donald was very uncomfortable and could only keep adjusting his position.

Although we can still get the ball back, we have no way to organize an effective attack!
Faced with the return shot, Jiang Hong continued to stick to his tactics!
Immediately move two steps to the right, rotate your body and pull your forearm, tilting the racket face slightly at an angle to strike the tennis ball!
"boom!"

A crisp sound was heard.

The tennis ball suddenly changed direction of attack, and Donald Young had been pressured in the left corner for the first few rallies.

The tennis ball instantly flew along the right sideline, over the net, and into the right corner.

Donald stared wide-eyed, but there was nothing he could do!
"what!"

Donald finally couldn't hold back any longer and yelled it out.

He seemed very impatient.

The spectators in the stands cheered excitedly as soon as Jiang Hong scored.

"Well done!"

"We'll win the game with just three goals!"

"Take down that little black guy!"

"..."

However, Jiang Hong's mood was not as happy as the audience in the stands.

Treat every ball as if it were the most important ball.

After all, there are many examples of tennis players opening champagne at halftime only to be reversed in the end.

Donald served his second serve, and still didn't change his tactics, opting for a first serve with an outside slice.

However, the cut wasn't deep enough.

Ding Ding Deng!
Jiang Hong quickly moved to the net and immediately swung his racket to hook the ball up.

Despite Donald's tendency to make mistakes during baseline rallies, Jiang Hong's return shot still landed very deep this time.

The tennis ball flew straight towards the baseline on the right rear.

Donald was playing very uncomfortably, his arm spun exaggeratedly, and he swung his racket out violently!

"Snapped!"

Although the force was great, the racket was not angled properly and hit the net directly.

0: 30!

The ball didn't go through, and Donald's mentality completely collapsed.

I didn't even manage to catch that ball!
For his third serve, Donald failed his first serve and tried a flat serve again, but luck seemed to be against him, and the serve went straight into the net!
Double mistake!

0: 40!

The commentators in the CTV5 live broadcast room, seeing that they had the upper hand, became quite complacent.

"Xiao Jiang has reached set point. If he can win this ball, he will win the first set. If it goes to a tiebreak, the outcome of the match will not be so optimistic..."

On the fourth point, Donald became much more conservative and changed his serving strategy. The game was very close, lasting for many long rallies.

Jiang Hong continued to use a deep shot when facing Donald's return, keeping his opponent pinned to the baseline.

Donald suddenly took two steps back and adjusted his position!

Reverse cut!

Small ball.

Jiang Hong's heart tightened instantly, because both sides were in a long stalemate, so they were positioned relatively far back.

The moment the opponent swung his racket, Jiang Hong immediately started his footwork!
Tatata!
Jiang Hong's explosive power was on full display at this moment.

He quickly moved to the net and hit the ball back before it bounced twice!
Donald Young was prepared, and the ball landed just as it crossed the line.

He was already swinging his racket like an assassin.

Aerial interception!

The tennis ball was blasted directly to the bottom corner of the sideline.

15: 40!

The opponent has pulled one back!
The narration abruptly stopped!

The forums and television viewers were already filled with angry comments.

"Who on earth arranged for this guy to do the commentary? He's a complete jinx!"

"That's right, every time Xiao Jiang has the chance, he starts to jinx things!"

"..."

At this moment, both sides had reached their physical limits.

At this point, whoever has the stronger willpower has a chance to win.

Jiang Hong certainly wouldn't back down. After all, he had survived the intense training sessions and was determined to perform well in the competition. Wouldn't it be a waste if he couldn't perform at his best?
It's Donald's serve!

Toss the ball, push off the ground, swing the racket, and hit the ball!
The tennis ball flew like a cannonball, heading straight for Jiang Hong's first court.

"Inside corner kick!"

The tennis ball headed straight for the center line, and Jiang Hong immediately sped up to block it.

The sweat from your hair, when you run, splashes onto the court, making the surface a little slippery.

Jiang Hong took two steps, then suddenly bent one knee and lunged with the other leg.

The tennis ball bounced off the ground and was immediately hit by Jiang Hong.

Donald was originally preparing to follow up his serve with a volley!

After all, interception is his specialty.

But unexpectedly, Jiang Hong was so fast.

"boom!"

After the tennis ball hits the racket with a crisp sound.

Unexpectedly, it flew to its right.

"not good!"

At that moment, Donald used all his strength.

He pushed off the ground with his feet and was lifted into the air.

He even adjusted his posture and body position before swinging the ball directly in the air!
bingo!

Donald intercepted it in mid-air.

That black guy's physical abilities are incredible, especially his ability to hang in the air!

However, Jiang Hong had no feelings or emotions in his heart.

Jiang Hong has no score or data in his mind right now.

There was only one thought: to hit the ball back.

If he can do it, why can't I?
Swish!
He moved quickly to the side, then suddenly bent his knees so his legs were parallel.

The body moves with exaggerated speed, just as the tennis ball crosses the net.

Extend your arm and grip the racket with your right hand in a reverse grip.

boom!
Before the tennis ball could even touch the ground, it was intercepted in mid-air.

Donald landed on one foot, before he could even regain his balance.

Jiang Hong's return shot landed directly on the right service line.

There was no time to chase, and they could only watch helplessly as the tennis ball bounced out of bounds.

"what!"

At this moment, Jiang Hong finally couldn't help but roar.

It wasn't about winning the game; it was simply about returning the ball to its owner.

(End of this chapter)