Who would still play tennis after being reborn?

Chapter 114 The Great Demon King VS Federer

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Gu Cheng was somewhat stunned as he met Yu Haoyang's serious gaze.

“I’m serious,” Yu Haoyang said earnestly. “Actually, at first I was thinking, it would be great if I could be selected. It would be so exciting to play a coaching match with Federer.”

"But thinking about it carefully, it's not a big deal to be able to play a match against a top professional player. Even though my skills have improved a lot now, I would probably still get crushed if I faced Federer."

But you're different!

At this point, Yu Haoyang's expression became extremely solemn: "Although I don't know exactly how strong you are, I've never seen you struggle against anyone."

"At first, I thought you only knew a few skills, but after watching you later, wow, you only know a few?"

"Not to mention anything else, just look at this one tournament. You've used several different skills already."

As he said this, Yu Haoyang mentally counted the points.

Waveball, Big Bang, and Irregular Serve—that makes three.

The key point is that Gu Cheng didn't actually need to use these skills. Even if his opponents didn't use these unused skills, they still wouldn't be his match.

Thinking about it this way, does Gu Cheng have any other ball skills?

He's not the only one who thinks this way; many people share the same idea.

Having already used more than ten ball skills, does Gu Cheng really only know these skills? Is there no hidden strength behind him?
Thinking of this, Yu Haoyang suddenly moved closer to Gu Cheng and asked in a low voice, "Cheng, tell me, do you still have any hidden strength?"

"How much is hidden?"

Gu Cheng said calmly, "Who knows?"

Yu Haoyang chuckled: "The same answer again. Can't you give a more practical answer?"

Yu Haoyang pouted and glared at Gu Cheng with dissatisfaction, "You're just too mysterious. I'm almost driven crazy by my curiosity."

Gu Cheng shrugged, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Curiosity killed the cat. Knowing too much won't do you any good."

"Come on!" Yu Haoyang patted Gu Cheng on the shoulder, his gaze sweeping over Fei Tianwang who was speaking. "I'm not afraid of being 'killed'! Besides, don't you think your current state makes you look like one of those unassuming big shots?"

He paused, a hint of excitement in his eyes: "Really, I'm so curious! How much of the tennis skills from Prince of Tennis do you still know? Do you know the Zero-Style Chop? Tezuka Zone? And..."

Yu Haoyang swallowed hard: "What about the state of 'selflessness'? Radiating talent, honed through countless trials, and flawless execution?"

"The ball skills you're playing now, although they're all exaggerated, are actually acceptable to me."

"Of course, after seeing so many, even if you think it's impossible, there's nothing to doubt."

"But if you could even grasp the state of 'no self,' I reckon I'd go crazy, and most people would go crazy too."

"do you know?"

After a moment of silence, Yu Haoyang continued, "I've been thinking lately whether the world has really changed without most of us knowing, and maybe you're not even part of our ordinary circle. Could it be that you... have already evolved under some circumstances? But for some reason, you can't say it out loud?"

"Senior, this is getting more and more abstract." Gu Cheng said speechlessly.

After speaking, he calmly took out a bottle of mineral water from his backpack and drank it, as if none of this concerned him.

"Stop pretending!" Yu Haoyang pressed on, unwilling to give up. "I'll just ask you one question: are the skills you used in official matches your full potential?"

Gu Cheng put down his water glass and looked at him calmly: "What do you think?"

Yu Haoyang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "That's it, I'm completely convinced. You're really stubborn."

He leaned against the wall and sighed, "But to be honest, I really admire you. No matter how you trained, it's really rare to have this kind of strength at this age. And you're not arrogant at all, you're too low-key."

As he spoke, his tone became serious again: "That's why I wanted Federer to pick you! A top-three professional player in the world should force you to use your full strength, right? If you can face Federer without any difficulty, then... I really don't know where your true limit is."

Gu Cheng looked at him, a barely perceptible ripple flashing in his eyes.

He doesn't even have a hard time against Federer?

To be honest, Gu Cheng wasn't very confident either.

Putting aside his tennis skills, his basic abilities are far inferior to Federer's, especially in terms of the five attributes, where he is significantly weaker.

The only area where Federer can truly rival him is probably in terms of technique.

Even in terms of technology, they are only about the same.

From these perspectives, Federer is arguably superior to him in every way, and by a significant margin.

As for his skills, he has been playing professionally for quite some time now, and some of his skills are already well-known. Whether he has played them or not, they are probably considered by many professional players.

The Prince of Tennis is right there; how many professional players haven't watched it?
Many tennis techniques have counters in the game.

Of course, you need a certain level of skill to crack a ball technique; if you don't have enough skill, even if you know the method to crack it, it won't be of any use.

Just like Atobe's Ice World, if your basic strength is not as good as his, you probably won't be able to break through it.

But if this happened to Federer, he probably wouldn't even need to think about how to solve it. His basic strength is much stronger than Gu Cheng's.

Gu Cheng's attempt to find Federer's weakness using the Ice World is incredibly difficult, almost like climbing to the heavens.

Unlike the vast majority of professional players, Federer's playing style is almost perfect. He has comprehensive skills, precise control of rhythm, and almost no obvious weaknesses that can be exploited.

Even the top professional players can only defeat him by performing at their absolute best, let alone a newcomer who has just entered the professional arena.

"To beat him, I'd probably need to hone my skills to the extreme!" Gu Cheng mentally simulated the match. He had watched Federer's matches and knew that to win or even match him, the only skill he possessed was probably one that had been honed to the extreme.

As for whether or not he needs to cooperate with Tezuka's domain, he cannot make a judgment without actually fighting against him.

As for the ultimate expression of talent.

Unlike the limits of mastery achieved through countless trials, this method utilizes rapid mental processing to activate the brain's operation. By relying on existing data, it simulates the game's progress in an instant and analyzes which ball it can score on the fastest, making an absolute prediction—forecasting the number of balls needed for that round.

The downside is that the prediction will fail if something happens that is outside the data range, such as when one's five senses are taken away, the opponent hides their strength, changes their tactics temporarily, uses the Mind's Eye, or something as unpredictable as the shadows, thus breaking the prediction at its root.

In Gu Cheng's view, the ultimate display of talent is only suitable for opponents with similar basic strength, or for someone who is slightly stronger than their opponent.

If the gap in fundamental strength between the two sides is too large, no amount of simulation can simulate the dawn of victory. And any predictions made based on this will probably just be about how many goals the opponent will score.

"Oh dear, the first person has been confirmed."

As Gu Cheng was thinking about these things, he suddenly heard Yu Haoyang sigh. He looked up and saw a middle-aged man who looked about the same age as Federer carrying a racket entering the court.

He was still holding the ticket he had bought when he entered the club.

After the on-site staff checked and confirmed that everything was correct, the middle-aged man was allowed to step onto the field.

This is probably the first person to be randomly selected.

"It seems like they randomly select people based on the ticket numbers we bought when we came in." Yu Haoyang immediately figured out the random selection method, and then quickly took out his and Gu Cheng's ticket numbers and glanced at them.

"Acheng, whichever card is chosen later, you're the one who gets to play it."

"You're not going?" Gu Cheng looked at him. "This might be your only chance to play a coaching match against Federer. Are you sure you want to give it up?"

Yu Haoyang pursed his lips: "Whether you can be selected is still uncertain. Besides, I think your future achievements will definitely not be worse than Federer's. If you really want to play against top professional players, you're the one to choose."

Gu Cheng remained silent.

Their eyes returned to the court.

On the court, Federer exchanged a few words with the middle-aged man, after which the man picked up his racket and walked to the other end of the court.

He was still holding a tennis ball in his hand.

Judging from this, the middle-aged man has been given the first serve.

However, when an amateur player faces Federer, it doesn't matter who serves first, especially since this is a coaching match, so the serve should naturally go to the opponent.

When the middle-aged man reached the finish line, he was initially a little nervous, but he quickly calmed down as the crowd quieted down.

From this perspective, the middle-aged man's mindset is quite good.

The middle-aged man took a breath and rhythmically hit the tennis ball. After playing for a while, Yu Haoyang felt it was too slow and complained, "Is this guy deliberately stalling for time? Playing mind games with Federer?"

"Is he a Djokovic fan?"

Gu Cheng smiled noncommittally.

Tennis legend Novak Djokovic is indeed quite slow when serving, and he likes to use his service games to play psychological warfare with his opponents. He is also an expert in this area, and it is common for him to hit the tennis ball a dozen times before serving.

This is an absolute weapon for scoring points against players who lack experience in major competitions.

Generally, the younger the professional player, the more impatient they are. After just a few strokes, they may fall into a state of anxiety.

In this state, being able to unleash 80% of one's full strength would be considered quite good.

Whether psychological warfare works for a top professional player like Federer who stands at the pinnacle of tennis is debatable, but it is clear that psychological warfare from a middle-aged man would have absolutely no effect on Federer.

It would be more like it was Djokovic, the master of inkblots, who was in charge.

"However, Djokovic seems to be still not as slow as Nadal."

"That guy likes to grab butts."

"These two are evenly matched, both masters of inkblot. If you encounter them in the future, don't panic, just watch them write."

Yu Haoyang had no doubt that Gu Cheng would face off against these top professional players. The only question was whether Gu Cheng could maintain his current strong dominance over his opponents when facing these top professional players. That was hard to say.

After slapping the ball a few times, the middle-aged man didn't seem to have any intention of serving, but under the urging of the onlookers, he gritted his teeth and hit it anyway.

His first serve was somewhat reserved; he didn't aim for a powerful topspin serve or pursue speed; it was just a very ordinary flat serve.

It wasn't a test, but rather a concern about making a mistake.

Facing Federer, a world-class professional player, few people can maintain a calm mindset. Serving steadily and avoiding mistakes would be the choice of most people.

"Actually, you don't need to play it safe. Just play your strongest serve. It's okay if you make a mistake."

Federer smiled slightly, revealing a set of clean, even teeth. His smile is considered one of the most infectious smiles in the sports world, warm and sincere, instantly making people feel good and bridging the distance between people.

Federer easily returned the tennis ball, and upon hearing this, the middle-aged man was no longer nervous, but instead swung his racket forcefully.

This return shot was of very high quality, with both angle and speed.

Moreover, it's specifically designed for shooting from the far corner.

Federer is an expert in baseline technique, so he handles these kinds of shots with particular ease.

With a light tap of his foot, he moved swiftly into position as if gliding, his body leaning slightly back, his racket naturally drawn back – the movement elegant and fluid.

Just as the tennis ball was about to bounce off the ground, he flicked his wrist and struck the bottom of the ball precisely.

—Bang! !
A crisp sound of the ball hitting the court rang out, and the ball flew across the court with a low, flat arc, heading straight for the middle-aged man's backhand corner.

The middle-aged man, still feeling a bit smug about his high-quality return, changed his expression the instant he saw Federer's return—

Too fast, and the angle is too tricky!

He quickly turned and adjusted his stance, trying to block with his backhand, but he was still a beat too slow. The ball had already landed less than half a meter in front of him, and it was too late to exert any force.

"Snapped!"

The ball grazed the edge of his racket and landed near the baseline, bouncing and rolling a short distance almost parallel to the ground.

A gasp went up from the crowd.

"Beautiful!" someone couldn't help but shout in admiration.

Gu Cheng's expression turned slightly serious.

That was a truly beautiful shot. The angle, speed, and power were all just right, hitting the ball at a level that a middle-aged man could both return and couldn't.

Not only can it clearly see the limits of a middle-aged man, but it can also encourage him to go further.

The level of control he displayed over the ball was so high that even Zhang Ming, one of the professional players he knew, probably couldn't achieve it. It was truly a top-tier professional player.

As for him, it might be okay if he were in the body from the Prince of Tennis world, but he probably couldn't do it now.

Unless he is given a few more years.

Federer showed no emotion, but simply rotated his wrist slightly and nodded to the middle-aged man opposite him: "Good shot, you hit that well just now."

The middle-aged man was both amused and exasperated: "Was I 'not bad'? You can be blunt, I know I can't compare to you, and I have no way to compare."

Federer shook his head with a smile: "No, I mean it. Many people don't even dare to put their full power on the first shot when facing me. If you can find your own rhythm, you've already won half the battle."

He spoke sincerely, and there was no hint of perfunctoriness in his eyes; rather, it seemed as if he was earnestly encouraging the other person.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, and the tension and awe he had felt earlier eased considerably. He gripped his racket tighter, and his eyes rekindled with fighting spirit.

"Come again!"

That shout was resounding and powerful.

In the following rounds, he became less reserved and started to unleash his full potential, bringing out all his best techniques.

Although he still poses no threat to Federer, at least it's no longer a one-sided domination, and he can occasionally put up some exciting long rallies.

Of course, this is also largely due to Federer throwing the game.

Federer maintained his composure and focus throughout, responding to every shot his opponent hit in the most appropriate way.

Sometimes it's a seemingly effortless slice, sometimes a powerful forehand smash; every shot is textbook perfect, yet it carries a unique rhythm that belongs to a top player.

More and more people gathered around, and even some professional players who had heard that Federer was at the Royal Tennis Arena were drawn over and stood quietly watching from the sidelines.

Unlike the others, they were clearly not there to watch the spectacle, but to learn.

In this world, the opportunity to watch Federer play up close is even rarer than attending a concert.

Gu Cheng stood quietly in the crowd.

He didn't speak, but focused intently on every detail on the field.

He knew that sooner or later he would meet players like Federer on the professional circuit.

And he must be prepared.

The middle-aged man's three-game match ended quickly, and after Federer gave him some feedback, the staff at the Royal Tennis Arena drew the second lucky winner.

He is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy who is preparing to compete in the ITF Junior Championship.

Compared to the middle-aged man, the boy's playing style was a bit more immature, but his thinking when handling the ball was clearer than the middle-aged man's, and he eventually earned Federer's thumbs-up praise.

"Countries with a strong tennis culture are truly different. To have such strength at the age of thirteen or fourteen, I wouldn't be surprised at all if he makes it to the ATP tournament in a few more years," Yu Haoyang said with deep emotion.

Gu Cheng nodded noncommittally.

Indeed, to have such strength at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and to still be able to play with his own style against Federer, who is much stronger than him, is already better than many of his peers.

Even some professional players who have already entered the professional arena may not have the same mentality as this young man.

When it came time to draw the third lucky winner, Yu Haoyang became inexplicably nervous, muttering Gu Cheng's name repeatedly, which made Gu Cheng shake his head.

This thing isn't something you can just talk about and expect to be selected.

With thousands of people present, the chances of being selected are extremely low.

Everyone around held their breath, their hearts pounding; the scene was utterly silent.

Soon, the third lucky winner was also born. She was a Swedish woman who was about seventeen or eighteen years old and seemed to be a professional player. Yu Haoyang recognized her at a glance.

Belinda!

"Acheng, it's Belinda!"

When Belinda was mentioned, Yu Haoyang couldn't help but gasp: "In 2013, she won the French Open and Wimbledon junior girls' singles titles, ranked number one in the world in the junior girls' category, and this year she made it to the quarterfinals in her first US Open appearance. She's a formidable player."

Upon hearing this, Gu Cheng's gaze unconsciously turned to the girl on the court who looked to be about the same age as Yu Haoyang.

As professional players, Belinda and Federer are quite familiar with each other, and they obviously talk much more than others.

After chatting for a while, Belinda walked to the other end of the court.

The clash between the two professional players immediately ignited the atmosphere at the scene, with many people chanting Federer and Belinda's names.

The two waved in response.

The crowd gradually quieted down, and the match between the two soon began.

As before, Belinda serves first.

However, unlike when facing others, Federer's expression was noticeably more serious.

Even against a professional player, a woman's skill level should not be underestimated.

If we continue to treat people like amateurs, even those who have achieved a Grand Slam are at risk of making a mistake.

Belinda's serve is of very high quality, especially as a professional player, and she plays a topspin serve that emphasizes angle.

The ball moves very fast and bounces at a very high angle.

Federer responded seriously, stepping forward and swinging his racket. Belinda decisively returned a high-quality baseline shot. Sensing that her opponent wanted to practice his baseline technique, Federer smiled and started playing a baseline game with her.

The two players traded blows, remaining deadlocked for a while, before Federer finally won the first point with a surprise short shot at the net.

"Federer's drop shot technique at the net is so damn skillful, he can do it so effortlessly. Even if I were to master the single-leg footwork to an extremely high level, I'd probably only be able to look on in envy." Yu Haoyang watched the match while comparing himself to the player.

Clearly, he is still far behind Federer.

Even compared to Belinda, there is still a considerable gap.

Gu Cheng's eyes never left the court. For someone like Federer to dare to place a short ball at the net from the baseline is indeed a testament to his skill and daring.

If you hit this kind of person too hard, you're just giving points to your opponent.

But if you go too lightly, the ball might not even get over the net, which would still be an easy point for the opponent.

The two players traded blows, fiercely competing for every point, and the first game ended quickly.

Federer maintained his dominant position, giving Belinda only one point to win the match.

When it came to Federer's service game, the king of tennis had an even greater advantage, and the speed of his serve and net play made Yu Haoyang extremely excited.

In the service game, Belinda was given absolutely no chance.

This is the level of top male professional players. Even among professional players of considerable strength, Belinda's skill level is still significantly lower than Federer's.

It's not something that can be caught up with in a short period of time.

In his third service game, Federer used his all-around skills to overwhelm Belinda, leaving her with almost no chance to fight back.

Under such high pressure, Belinda made frequent mistakes. In the final four games, Federer lost a few points but still won the match 4-0.

Belinda smiled and went up to Federer to express her gratitude. After the two hugged for a moment, Belinda smiled at the surrounding audience and then left the court amidst thunderous applause.

After Belinda left, Federer flashed his bright white teeth at the crowd: "Thank you all so much for your support. That concludes today's coaching match. Please come to the Royal Tennis Arena more often in the future to experience the more than 100-year-old tennis culture."

“I come to this place often myself.”

"thank you all."

After speaking, Federer bowed to the crowd around him, said a few words to the staff, and then prepared to leave.

When Yu Haoyang saw Federer preparing to leave, he finally realized what was happening and glanced at Gu Cheng.

The latter seemed to have a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

"Acheng, do you want to play a game with him?" he asked.

Gu Cheng turned his head: "They're leaving anyway, there's no use thinking about it!"

"Alright! I got it. You wait."

Before Gu Cheng could figure out what he was up to, Yu Haoyang suddenly pushed through the crowd and shouted loudly towards the other end of the court, "Mr. Federer, could you please play a game with A-Cheng? Just one game!"

Federer had already walked to the sidelines and was about to leave through the tunnel when he heard Yu Haoyang's shout. He stopped, turned around, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

The surrounding crowd stirred at Yu Haoyang's shout, turning to look at the young man who had suddenly spoken. Some followed his gaze to Gu Cheng, who was standing next to him.

Everyone's face was filled with doubt and confusion.

Federer frowned and looked at Yu Haoyang waving at him from afar. Then he turned to look at the staff member next to him, who shrugged and showed a helpless expression.

"Who is he?" Federer asked his assistant in English in a low voice.

The assistant glanced at Yu Haoyang not far away and shook his head: "Not sure, looks like a local player."

"They must be your fans, and they look like a young player from China. Isn't there an ITF junior tournament in Sweden right now?"

Federer looked at his assistant.

The assistant asked, "Should we agree?"

"If you don't think it's going to work out, I can talk to them. Chinese people are generally easy to talk to. If you refuse, they probably won't keep pestering you. But if you're interested, a game won't take long."

After a moment's thought, Federer said, "Why not? It's just one game; it should be quite interesting."

The assistant nodded and spoke a few words to the staff on the sidelines via walkie-talkie.

A moment later, a young man dressed in the uniform of the event organizer walked over quickly, exchanged a few words with Yu Haoyang, then glanced at Gu Cheng and nodded slightly.

Yu Haoyang excitedly turned to Gu Cheng and said, "It's done! He agreed!"

Gu Cheng was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected Yu Haoyang to be so bold as to run away, and more importantly, he had succeeded.

Previously, although Gu Cheng didn't pay much attention to tennis, he had heard about Federer's character, a rare good-tempered gentleman in the tennis world, who was always humble to everyone.

Seeing it now, I feel that seeing it in person is worse than hearing about it.

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether we play or not, we'll run into each other again soon anyway." Gu Cheng looked at Yu Haoyang, who pushed him onto the court, with a wry smile.

"Just pretend I want to see," Yu Haoyang grinned. "Or rather, I'd like to know just how much strength you've been hiding."

"You were able to play with ease when fighting us, but you'll have to show some real skill against this guy, right?"

Gu Cheng shook his head and smiled.

Are they hiding their true strength when facing Federer?
He hasn't gone that far yet.

Gu Cheng took a deep breath, his heart pounding like a drum. Even he couldn't remain calm at this moment, thinking that he was about to face Federer, a top professional player who had won a Grand Slam and was a regular in the world's top three.

But soon, as he stepped onto the court, a hint of determination appeared in his eyes.

He took off his jacket, revealing a simple short-sleeved shirt underneath, took a deep breath, and walked onto the court.

Among the crowd, some people took out their phones to record videos, while others excitedly whispered among themselves about this unexpected "special performance."

Everyone was stunned when they saw that the person walking onto the field was a middle-aged boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.

"My God, is this a dream? A Chinese kid is going to play against Federer?"

"It looks like I've seen it somewhere before."

"A stadium fraudster?"

"My God! It's him, that amazing Chinese boy, it really is him!"

"The Great Demon King CHENG".

……

Soon, someone in the crowd recognized Gu Cheng.

On the court, Federer also heard the exclamations around him. He was slightly taken aback, and at the same time, his gaze fell on the boy who walked onto the court, and that familiar face came into view.

Gu Cheng has a great reputation in the tennis world. Not to mention junior players, even top professional players like Federer have paid attention to him.

Federer walked up to him, extended his hand, and smiled: "Hello, CHENG, it's nice to meet you. I've heard of you before. In fact, I was forced to watch The Prince of Tennis several times recently."

Gu Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then quickly extended his hand to shake his: "It's a great honor!"

Only then did he get a close look at Federer, the tennis king who had dominated the world for many years.

His bright, deep brown eyes, often conveying gentleness and confidence, along with his naturally thick eyebrows and high, well-proportioned nose, are likely the main reasons why he is so recognizable on the court.

Federer laughed and said, "I thought I would meet you at one of the four Grand Slams this year, but I didn't expect it to happen so much earlier."

Gu Cheng grinned: "Mr. Federer, I didn't expect it either. It was my friend who said he really wanted to see me play a match against you. Before I could even agree, he rushed out very recklessly."

"Actually, I'm quite interested in your skills too. Experiencing the pressure from the 'Grand Slam' beforehand would make you a good player," Federer chuckled. "I noticed you didn't bring your racket with you?"

Gu Cheng nodded.

"How many pounds did you use?"

"About 60."

Federer nodded, then had his assistant fetch a 60-pound tennis racket, and looked at Gu Cheng: "Shall we begin?"

Gu Cheng took a deep breath and nodded.

"Let's go then." Federer turned and walked back to the baseline.

Yu Haoyang had already arrived at one side of the court, looking extremely excited.

Just then, his phone rang. He looked down and saw a message from Cao Hui asking if Federer had left yet. Cao Hui said Federer was already outside the club and buying tickets to get in.

Yu Haoyang called the other party directly: "You've come at the perfect time; it's the last match."

Who is Roger Federer's opponent?

"Acheng."

"I'm sooooooooooooooo!"

"Wait for me, tell them to wait for me, I'll be right there."

"Don't hang up the phone."

"Damn, that taxi driver was driving way too slowly."

In addition to Cao Hui's cursing voice, there was also the sound of heavy breathing.

At this moment, Cao Hui arrived at a speed of about 100 meters per second.

Meanwhile, the match began, with Federer's assistant acting as the referee. The moment he announced the start of the match, the entire stadium fell silent. The excited fans seemed to have fallen asleep, and the scene was unusually quiet.

For the audience, the match between Roger Federer and Gu Cheng could be just as exciting as the Grand Slam finals.

For tennis enthusiasts, the name Federer is absolutely familiar to everyone.

His opponent, Gu Cheng, has only become well-known in the last two months, but his brilliant serves, amazing skills, and especially his terrifying dominance in the ITF junior tournaments have made him an instant "big boss" in everyone's eyes.

As a senior player, Federer still gave Gu Cheng the first serve, and Gu Cheng did not refuse.

When Gu Cheng stood at the baseline to dribble the ball, Federer's attention was also focused to the extreme at that moment.

"Federer looks so serious, even more serious than when he played Belinda. He's serious; his opponent is just a young Chinese boy!"

"Because the opponent is CHENG, known as the court cheat and tennis demon king, who has countless amazing skills."

……

Viewers familiar with Gu Cheng clenched their fists, their faces filled with excitement.

On the court, Federer was extremely focused; once his attention fell on Gu Cheng, it never wavered.

Gu Cheng's serve is famously powerful. Whether it's the topspin serve, the disappearing serve, the big explosion serve, or the irregular serve he used just two days ago, apart from the topspin serve which some people can beat, even he has never seen the other serves before.

Even though he had done a lot of research, there was still a difference between mental exercises and actual practice. Therefore, he dared not be the slightest bit careless when facing Gu Cheng.

Gu Cheng tossed the tennis ball into the air, then leaped high into the air and swung his racket.

--boom! !
The tennis ball hurtled toward Federer's court at an astonishing speed.

Bang!
The sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground came, and as the ball spun strongly, it bounced up with a slight pop.

The tennis ball bounced directly at Federer's face.

Federer, who witnessed this scene up close, was somewhat surprised.

But he didn't hesitate at all. Having rehearsed it countless times in his mind, he used his right foot as the center, and after his left foot made a half-circle, he swung the racket out with a bang when the tennis ball bounced to about waist level.

A dull thud was heard as the tennis ball flew like lightning towards Gu Cheng's half of the court, landing right in the inner corner of the second court.

Even Gu Cheng was somewhat surprised by such a wide-ranging straight serve. It was the first time he had seen someone return an outside spin serve so easily. The world's top professional players, in terms of both skill and understanding of tennis, far surpassed ordinary professional players.

Especially considering he can return an outside spin serve while also making such a precise straight shot, it's no wonder he's called a king.

This "veteran" in his early thirties still possesses the reaction speed and agility to outperform countless professional players.

"As expected of Federer, even though it was his first time trying a topspin serve, he was still able to return it with ease." Yu Haoyang took a breath and memorized Federer's posture when returning the topspin serve.

Off the field, others also showed the same surprised expression.

Gu Cheng's topspin serve was ineffective against Federer.

It's worth noting that, to date, no one has ever been able to return a serve on the first attempt at an outside spin serve.

But Federer did it.

Moreover, he not only did it, but he also caught Gu Cheng off guard with an incredibly precise return of serve.

Although Gu Cheng was somewhat surprised, it was also within his expectations.

The trajectory of an outside spin serve isn't that complicated. As long as you have solid fundamentals and quick reaction time, returning this serve isn't too difficult.

Moreover, it's Federer.

Of course, it's difficult for the average person to do that. Without a certain level of speed and anticipation, it's hard to solve the problem of tennis ball spin when you hit the ball.

Fortunately, Federer didn't go all out on his first return of serve. Both players were still in a probing state. Although the return of serve was of high quality, it was still not a difficult task for Gu Cheng, who has a one-legged footwork style.

Gu Cheng firmly maintained control of his initiative by serving first.

The two tested each other at the baseline for a while. Gu Cheng was the first to strike. As he hit the tennis ball towards the far corner, he had already rushed to the net. His terrifying speed surprised Federer as well.

Without saying a word, he lobbed a high ball, forcing Gu Cheng back to the backcourt.

Gu Cheng was helpless.

As expected, it's not so easy for a professional player who has achieved a Grand Slam to take a point from his opponent.

After retreating to the backcourt, watching the tennis ball fall freely, Gu Cheng leaped up and unleashed a powerful serve.

He is somewhat inferior to Federer in terms of the five dimensions of attributes, and without using his skills, it is simply impossible for him to score points against his opponent.

--boom! !
The tennis ball streaked across the sky above the court like a pale yellow shooting star.

Federer had witnessed the power of the Big Bang serve before, and was now fully prepared, holding his racket with both hands as he watched the net bounce off the ground.

boom! !

The immense pressure was directly transmitted to his hands, and even Federer's expression changed slightly at this moment.

The power of that shot was immense; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it devastating.

However, at the pinnacle of tennis, he has seen all kinds of powerful players. Although his explosive serve is very powerful, it is not to the point that he cannot return it.

Gu Cheng is not a power player, and his explosive serve is still far inferior to Tian Renzhihui's.

The tennis ball was returned instantly.

Gu Cheng was not surprised and swung his racket in response to Federer's return shot.

Swallow Returns and Flashes?
Judging from Gu Cheng's posture, Federer immediately moved to the net and hit the ball back before it even landed.

--boom!

--boom!

--boom!

Both sides immediately entered an offensive mode.

Everyone around was stunned.

They originally thought the match would end quickly, especially since Gu Cheng, with his many amazing serves, should be able to gain an advantage quickly in his service games.

But this is not the case.

Those serves and returns that they considered to violate the principles of kinematics seemed to lose their original power in front of Federer.

The key point is that the two have already gone back and forth for thirty or forty times in the first point, and the winner is still undecided.

"My topspin serve was broken, and my Big Bang failed to get a point from Federer. My Swallow Return was returned before it even landed, and my Clear Sky Shot was returned by a half-volley... This match has completely exceeded my expectations."

"I thought CHENG would have some advantages, but now it seems that his skills are not a big threat to top professional players like Federer."

"That's not entirely true. The power of the Big Bang serve is still very strong. Even Federer has to use both hands to hold the racket beforehand. If the power of the serve were greater, Federer might have his racket knocked away."

"However, it is also true that CHENG's amazing skills have been countered one by one. If he did not have other skills, given the difference in basic strength, CHENG would probably not be a match for Mr. Federer."

"No wonder CHENG chose to play in the ITF Junior Tournament first instead of the Hope Tournament. It was probably to avoid encountering these top professional players too early. Later on, he would have more time to develop."

"In another year or two, the situation may be different."

"No... CHENG is not at a disadvantage; the two are still evenly matched."

"That is……"

"The Shrinking Earth Technique?"

(End of this chapter)