tennis giant

Chapter 10 The blood is boiling
"Hehe, which doll are you from?"

Seeing An Sheng, Song Jinhui laughed, obviously contemptuous.

Song Jinhui can't be completely blamed for this, because An Sheng is too thin now, and his face is tender. Anyone who sees him will think that he is just a child who is not exercising.

And An Sheng was not angry, and replied with a smile: "My name is An Sheng, she is my older sister, An Ran."

"Oh, they are all from Lao An's family. Why, you want to stand up for your sister and fight me too?"

"That's right!"

"Oh, then you can think about it, I won't show mercy to you just because you are a child."

"No, uncle, I don't need you to be merciful. I'm afraid that you are not strong enough. If you lose at that time, just don't blame me."

"Hey~ You're not small, that's fine, I'll fight with you, it won't take a few minutes anyway, if it's the rules, just follow what your sister said just now, is there any problem?"

"No problem, that's it."

At this time, although Song Jinhui still had a smile on his face, he didn't like An Sheng, especially the tone of An Sheng's words just now, which already made him very upset, and he made up his mind to teach this kid a lesson.

In fact, An Sheng deliberately angered him. He just wanted Song Jinhui to show his full strength. In this way, when he wins, he can show his strength, and he can prove his strength to his sister. Tennis talent.

He was very confident, but for An Ran, he was a little worried.

"An Sheng, do you really want to play against him?"

"of course."

"Aren't you afraid of losing?"

"Scared."

"Then you still want to take the initiative to compete with him?" An Ran asked anxiously.

"I······"

"Hey! Forget it! If you lose, you lose. It's no big deal. You've only learned tennis for a few days anyway, so don't worry about it."

An Sheng was about to say something, but An Ran interrupted him, and had already found a reason for him to lose, which really made him dumbfounded.

"Sister, I won't lose, so watch it."

Without explaining, An Sheng took his racket and ran onto the field without rushing, and the game began immediately.

"Boy, do you serve first?"

"Uncle, you should go first."

"Okay! Then I won't be polite."

Song Jinhui acted kindly, but he sneered in his heart. He wanted to show An Sheng what a real serve is!
Habitually patted the ball, Song Jinhui glanced at An Sheng and saw that there was nothing special about his position, so he raised his hand and threw the ball, then swung the racket fiercely.

"Have it!"

At the moment when the ball was served, Song Jinhui was overjoyed.

In fact, for almost all amateur tennis players, "serving" is a very difficult skill to master. Players like Song Jinhui can effectively control the fall while mastering the basic serving skills. Point, it is already relatively rare to send the outside ball.

However, Song Jinhui's serve actually has a very obvious flaw, that is, it is not stable enough. According to his own calculations, he only has a success rate of less than [-]% for such an outside serve.

But today, he has sent several such outside serves in a row. It can be said that his condition is very good.

Sure enough, Song Jinhui's prediction was accurate, and his serve was successful again.

And he didn't think that An Sheng could return the ball, so he relaxed his body in advance and didn't think about returning the ball at all.

But immediately, he felt his heart beating like a "boom", and he was obviously taken aback.

I saw that the moment he delivered the ball, An Sheng started to move. First, he made a small jump with both feet off the ground, and then ran to the sideline of the court very quickly, and immediately stepped out of his The left leg forms a "closed" stance. At the same time, the right hand leads the racket and the left hand lifts up to support, completing the preparation for hitting the ball.

It was also at this time that Song Jinhui's serve bounced off the ground and flew towards An Sheng's direction.

"Oh!"

An Sheng then swung his racket out, complete preparations for hitting the ball, and full racquet pulling movements, which made his hitting power reach the maximum.

However, Song Jinhui's strength is not small, and coupled with the power bonus of smashing when serving the ball, the speed of the ball is higher than that of ordinary returns, so An Sheng has to use some strength to offset the strength of the opponent.

As a result, An Sheng's return speed is relatively slow, and the landing point is not deep enough.

"He actually came back!"

Song Jinhui was very astonished. He really didn't expect that An Sheng was able to catch his outside serve. Fortunately, An Sheng's return speed was not fast enough, which gave him time to react. He finally hit the ball back, but Therefore, the opportunity to attack was missed.

On the other hand, An Sheng, his attention has always been very concentrated, and he made the correct prediction early.

And this time, Song Jinhui's return was not as powerful as his serve. Not only was his strength much smaller, but the angle was not widened, which gave An Sheng a chance to attack.

"Oh!"

It was a low and muffled sound, which also proved that An Sheng's racket and ball were fully hit and exerted full force.

Correspondingly, An Sheng returned the ball faster this time than before, and its landing point was also deeper, almost reaching the dead end of the baseline.

In order to catch the ball, Song Jinhui had to step back a few meters from the bottom line, but obviously, this position was too far away, and he didn't run to the position ahead of time, so he didn't have enough strength.

Therefore, although he hit the ball, the ball didn't fly over the net belt, and fell into the net directly.

"yeah!"

An Sheng was very excited to get the first point, and he yelled to cheer himself up.

An Ran, who was at the side, was of course very happy for An Sheng, but she was more worried.

"Boy, your serving return is not bad, but don't be too happy, let me see how your serving skills are, don't be like your sister, who can't even basic serve."

Song Jinhui's words just hit An Ran's worries.

"Oh, just look at it."

An Sheng was very excited. The first actual battle and the first time to score made his blood boil!

After receiving the tennis ball, An Sheng didn't hesitate, and stood sideways on the serving point, without any nonsense, just raised his hand and threw the ball up.

While the tennis ball was moving upwards, his legs were slightly bent, and his right arm was raised high until it was bent behind him. The whole person, like a bow, formed a perfect arc.

"Snapped!"

The bow line was stretched to the extreme, An Sheng's legs flicked suddenly, and his arms were also swung out. The racket hit the tennis ball accurately, causing it to fly towards the opponent's half court.

But his serving movement didn't end there, his arm was still doing follow-up swings, until he swung from his right side to the left side, and then he stopped naturally.

His body, because of inertia, took a small step forward, but this was by no means a mistake, but the natural result of his full body exertion, and his small step forward was fine. Remove the force of inertia.

Immediately afterwards, he made another "little jump" on the spot.

This point is very important, because such a small step can quickly allow him to regain his body's balance, and it is also the starting point for his next fast move.

At this point, his serving action is considered complete.

"What a beautiful serve!"

"so perfect!"

"It's so professional, it's almost like a professional player!"

An Sheng's perfect serve caused a burst of cheers from the audience. This was not because they made a fuss, but because, in this kind of amateur tennis competition, it is really difficult to have the opportunity to see such a professional, complete and perfect player. serve action.

And An Sheng's serve is not only good-looking, but also very effective.

Although he didn't deliberately pursue the angle, and now he doesn't have the ability to control the landing point, but the perfect movement has created his perfect power and made his ball speed reach his limit.

The ball flew so fast that it exceeded Song Jinhui's ability, so that he didn't even realize it. He just raised his racket, but the tennis ball had already flown past him.

"yeah!"

An Sheng clenched his fist and swung it fiercely, which shows how excited he is now!

"Great! An Sheng!"

Seeing this beautiful ace, An Ran also jumped up happily, but when she thought about it, she suddenly remembered that she had never seen him serve before.

But it is obviously impossible for An Sheng to suddenly learn this skill. That is to say, he already had such a serve ability when he was competing with her before, but he just didn't use it.

And An Ran quickly thought of the reason, probably because her skills were too poor, so he didn't need to use this ability at all.

Thinking of this, An Ran couldn't help but blush a little, but it only lasted for a moment. Anyway, An Sheng is his younger brother, and I wish he could be as powerful as possible.

"An Sheng! Come on!"

An Ran let go of the volume and shouted loudly.

An Sheng naturally heard it, and immediately gave her a thumbs up to signal her.

"Humph!"

Song Jinhui naturally saw the actions of their siblings, which made him very unhappy, but just like An Ran who was defeated by him before, as a loser, he had no right to refute and could only express his feelings with a cold snort. The dissatisfaction in his heart.

"I still don't believe it. He is young. Could it be that his tennis skills are really better than mine? Impossible. He must have other weaknesses, but I haven't found them yet."

As the game continued, Song Jinhui looked at An Sheng with dark eyes while thinking in his heart.

The next moment, Song Jinhui threw the ball up suddenly, and then swung his racket. Surprisingly, this time, his serve was not his favorite outside serve, but went directly to the center line.

This is actually a difficult inside serve!
(End of this chapter)