Who would still play tennis after being reborn?

Chapter 49: Evolution without us, huh?
The boy was on the verge of tears, his toes digging into the ground.

The shoes are of decent quality. I trimmed my toenails before coming to Mianzhou, otherwise the soles would probably be worn through by now.

Just as the boy was about to speak, seeing his coach about to show off, a young man came running up from a distance, panting: "Hey you... why did you run off before you even signed the score sheet?"

He then handed over the score sheet.

"I'm so sorry, I forgot."

The boy quickly apologized, awkwardly accepted the score sheet handed to him, and then filled in his name in the back column.

The coach from Jiangnan was curious about the score of this game that ended so quickly, so he stuck his head over. But when he saw the bright 6-0 score on the scoreboard, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at the boy with a big smile: "Not bad, 6-0. I didn't realize you had this kind of strength before?"

No sooner had he spoken than the scorekeeper gave him a strange look.

The coach is praising people after losing 0-6. Is he out of his mind?
However, he didn't dare say it to the other person's face. He just shook his head, took the score sheet, and turned to leave.

The coach was left looking completely bewildered.

When Shen Yu heard the score of 6-0, he was first surprised, then looked at Zhou Yuan who was calm and thought to himself that Old Zhou had really trained hard. Not only was his student eliminated in the first round, but he was also shut out, yet he didn't even blush or skip a beat. If it were him, he would probably have already rushed up to that student and started cursing him.

No one could be as calm as Zhou Yuan.

Cattle!
Shen Yu secretly gave Zhou Yuan a thumbs up.

Gu Cheng's match was over, and next up was the doubles match. Zhou Yuan got up and walked towards the doubles team that was already warming up on the sidelines.

Gu Cheng doesn't need him to worry about anything, but he still needs to pay attention to the doubles, otherwise he'll have nowhere to cry if he loses.

As soon as Zhou Yuan left, Shen Yu quickly stood up: "You guys from Jiangnan are so cunning! You were hiding something, were you aiming for the men's singles championship?"

Jiang Nan quickly adopted a humble demeanor: "No, no, he can't compare to that student from Luzhou named Wang Zhen. Besides, Lao Shen, I've seen the strength of your Shanghai men's singles players. My student can't compare. The fact that he achieved such a good result in the first round must be because Lao Zhou's men's singles players are too weak."

Shen Yu nodded noncommittally; he had thought about this issue before.

Unexpectedly, as the two were exchanging boasts, the boy standing there couldn't stand it anymore and looked at his coach with a bitter expression: "Coach, please stop talking, it's..."

"I lost."

His low murmur made Shen Yu and the others sitting there shudder.
The men's singles player from Jiangnan was shut out by one of Lao Zhou's students?

So strong?
Shen Yu and the others exchanged bewildered glances. Only then did Shen Yu realize what was happening, and he could only manage a wry smile.

Old Zhou wasn't calm and collected at all! He was clearly sitting back and watching the game, knowing all along that this would happen.

"That old Zhou guy is too cunning!"

……

The news of Gu Cheng's 6-0 shutout victory over his first-round opponent in the men's singles quickly spread throughout the competition. Many coaches felt extremely guilty, thankful that they hadn't encountered Gu Cheng in the first round, otherwise they would have lost face big time.

Losing a game and getting shaved bald are two different things.

……

Day two.

When the third round of the singles competition ended, an assistant coach from Luzhou hurriedly approached Lao Zheng: "I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"

Old Zheng looked at him and said, "Nonsense, of course it's good news. What's the point of hearing bad news?"

"The good news is that the student you mentioned was the most threatening to Wang Zhen lost, with a score of 0-6. Gu Cheng from the South Wing once again demonstrated his control over the rhythm of the game and his strong strength."

Another shutout?

Old Zheng couldn't help but gasp: "And the bad news?"

The other person gave a wry smile: "The bad news is that he beats everyone 6-0."

Old Zheng almost fainted.

He wasn't joking when he said that. The opponent's strength was definitely not much worse than Wang Zhen's. Even so, Gu Cheng still beat him 6-0. At this point, even a fool would know that a dragon had appeared in the South Wing, and it was a five-clawed golden dragon.

"How sinister! So sinister!"

"I was wondering why Lao Zhou hadn't said a word all year; turns out he was waiting for us here."

Old Zheng sighed for a while before finally asking, "Where's Wang Zhen? Has his match finished?"

"It's over. I should go back to the hotel to rest now."

"Let's go back right away."

Just as he was about to leave, Old Zheng turned back and asked, "By the way, did you get the videos of Gu Cheng's matches these past few days?"

"got it."

"Ah."

Old Zheng nodded and hurriedly returned to the hotel with the assistant instructor.

As soon as they got back to the hotel, Lao Zheng called Wang Zhen, who had just finished showering, and several assistant coaches huddled in the room to watch a 40-minute video of the match. After that, Lao Zheng looked at the others with a puzzled expression.

"Tell me everything!"

"Very strong!"

"And it's extremely comprehensive!"

Soon, an assistant instructor spoke with a serious expression.

Old Zheng glanced at him and said, "Nonsense, how could I not know he's very strong? This strength is probably even stronger than that kid named Yu Haoyang that Old Zhou brought out a couple of years ago."

"To be honest, I don't know what Lao Zhou was thinking. Bringing someone this strong to compete in the tournament? It's such a waste!"

The assistant instructors all looked on in agreement.

Shameful waste!
"He's too strong. I can't see any obvious weaknesses. To be honest, it would be very difficult for Wang Zhen to win against him." After a moment of thought, an assistant coach said, "However, these three matches were all quick wins, and the semifinals will be best-of-three matches from now on. Maybe this is an opportunity. The premise is that Wang Zhen can last a long time in the first set."

"You mean you want to compete with him in physical strength?" Old Zheng looked at him.

"Ah."

The assistant coach nodded: "I won't comment on Wang Zhen's technique, it's definitely not as good as Gu Cheng's, but his physical fitness is another story."

Hearing this, Lao Zheng glanced at Wang Zhen: "What place did you get in the last marathon?"

Wang Zhen replied modestly, "Fourth, I guess."

Old Zheng smiled slightly and made the final decision: "When you encounter him, you should run around more. When you get tired, your movements will become distorted, and the power of your serve and return will weaken, as will your ball control. Only in this way will you have a chance to beat him."

Wang Zhen nodded after hearing this, his face solemn. He had watched Gu Cheng's matches, and even though he was extremely dissatisfied, he had to admit that Gu Cheng was much stronger than him. If the rules for the semi-finals and the knockout stage were the same, he wouldn't even need to fight; he could just go up and surrender.

Although surrendering is humiliating, it's better than being shut out.

If we surrender, who knows what the outcome will be?

If there's no result, then it's not a shutout.

At noon, Wang Zhen mostly rested. The morning's match hadn't taken too much of his energy, but in order to prepare for tomorrow's match against Gu Cheng, he forced himself to take a nap.

The afternoon matches proceeded as scheduled, and as expected, Gu Cheng defeated the high school senior from Shanghai 6-0 in both sets, advancing directly to the finals as the strongest dark horse in the men's singles competition of the tournament.

Wang Zhen also fared well, defeating his opponent 6-3 and 6-4 to advance to the final against Gu Cheng.

On the morning of the fourth day, the men's singles competition officially began.

The match attracted a lot of viewers, especially Gu Cheng, who suddenly emerged as a dark horse and became the focus of many people's attention.

"Old Zhou, you kept this from me for so long!" Shen Yu said with a mournful face. He originally thought that his student and Wang Zhen would meet in the finals of the men's singles competition, but he never expected that they would be defeated by Gu Cheng in the semi-finals.

Losing the match wasn't the problem; the real issue was not winning a single game and being shut out, which made Shen Yu extremely embarrassed.

The most annoying thing is that you can't swear.

Gu Cheng's strength is too great; the students can't beat him and there's nothing they can do.

So all I could do was sulk.

Now that he has seen Zhou Yuan, it is inevitable that he will complain.

"Still not used to it?"

You'll get used to it in a little while.

Zhou Yuan had been calm for several days, but today he finally couldn't help but pout. He had been holding back for so long.

Habit?

Old Zheng looked displeased: "Old Zhou, some things are not necessarily true."

Shen Yu looked on with amusement: "Old Zheng has something on his mind?"

"You'll find out soon enough." Old Zheng smiled slightly, then sat down by the court.

The result of the match was not unexpected. Gu Cheng once again won the first set 6-0. When Wang Zhen came to the sidelines to rest, Lao Zheng got up and slowly walked over: "Not bad, at least you lasted for seventeen minutes. This proves that our idea can work. It's time to fight hard in the second set."

Wang Zhen nodded, his face showing a slight increase in confidence.

After Lao Zheng returned to the sidelines and sat down, Shen Yu said with a smile, "Lao Zheng, this student named Wang Zhen is quite fast! He ran so much in the first set and didn't even seem to be out of breath. His stamina is that good?"

"good."

"I finished fourth in the full marathon last time, so-so!" Old Zheng was putting on an act. As for whether he could win or not, that was something to worry about after the race. Right now, he couldn't afford to lose face and his reputation.

"You're not planning to let Wang Zhen wear down Gu Cheng with his amazing physical strength, are you?" Shen Yu squinted.

Old Zheng pretended to be calm, but in his heart he was cursing. This damn Shen Yu may be young, but his eyes are really sharp!

He glanced at Zhou Yuan subconsciously, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhou Yuan didn't seem inclined to go up and remind Gu Cheng.

However, Lao Zhou's confident attitude made him somewhat uncomfortable.

Even if you're absolutely certain, you should at least give some kind of response!
Hey!
As Lao Zheng was lost in thought, the second set of the men's singles final officially began on the court with the referee's announcement, and everyone's eyes were focused on the court.

Compared to other competitions, the men's singles competition obviously receives more attention.

It wasn't just Zhou Yuan and his group watching; even students not currently playing, including substitutes like Jiang Bin, were sitting in the stands, their eyes fixed on the field.

The second set was Gu Cheng's serve. Wang Zhen jumped up and down in place, then slightly bent over, looked up, and smiled as he gazed at the other side of the court.

He had witnessed Gu Cheng's serve before; it was of extremely high quality. However, as the first set ended, especially in the last game of the first set, he could clearly feel that the power of Gu Cheng's serve had decreased.

A serve with reduced speed and angle poses little threat to him.

As for returning the ball, although it needs to be taken seriously, just like the coach said, run more, run like crazy, tire out your opponent, and with the advantage of physical strength, the final winner will naturally be him.

As Wang Zhen was thinking about these things, he suddenly noticed that Gu Cheng on the other side was not in a hurry to serve. Instead, he took off a wristband-like thing from his right wrist and threw it to the side, where it hit the ground heavily.

boom!
Dust puffs!

Weighted wristband?
Before Wang Zhen could even curse in his mind, he saw Gu Cheng jump up, heard a crisp serve, and a beam of yellow light appeared before his eyes.

Without time to think too much, after judging the direction in which the tennis ball bounced after landing, Wang Zhen took a step to the right and swung his racket instantly.

But the tennis ball bounced in an unexpected direction, flying towards Wang Zhen's face.

"Fuck!"

Wang Zhen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he used all his strength to dodge to the side.

The wind suddenly stopped at that moment.

hiss!
Hearing the gasps of cold air coming from around him, Old Zhou's smile widened.

Amazing, isn't it!
Where is this?

What follows will shock you.

Shen Yu suddenly stood up from his chair, swallowing hard: "Old Zhou, that's...that's an outside spin serve, right?"

Old Zhou sat firmly as a mountain, smiling.

The service game ended a moment later, and when the match came to Wang Zhen's service game, the return ball, which barely bounced one centimeter, flew out of bounds in a beautiful yellow arc in full view of everyone.

Wang Zhen looked up at Gu Cheng.

silent.

The silence outside the stadium was equally eerily quiet.

Offspin serve!

Swallow Returns!

Is this guy even human?

Isn't that something that only appears in anime?

Looking at that nonchalant figure on the field, everyone had only one thought: This guy... isn't he going to evolve without taking them with him?
(End of this chapter)