Chapter 63 Boomerang
"That was a mistake."

"Gu Cheng is too eager to finish the game with a forehand smash. He shouldn't be in such a hurry. He should take it slow and find an opportunity. Hassan can't keep not hitting topspin. As long as Hassan hits topspin, that's an opportunity for Gu Cheng."

"It's not a big problem. Even in terms of pure fundamentals, Gu Cheng is better than Hassan. Winning the match shouldn't be a problem."

"What's the panic! Gu Cheng's fundamentals are miles ahead of Hassan's. This game is as solid as a rock!"

"Holy crap, don't mess with my mentality! I've gone all in!"

"666! Dude, you're really stubborn! Is the wind on the roof not strong enough?"

"Young people are still too inexperienced! Their topspin serve and backhand serve both have significant flaws. The professional arena is not child's play! Backhand serves can be banned at any moment, and as for how to counter topspin serves, that's been outdated for ages! Anyone who's watched Prince of Tennis knows that if he doesn't change his hot temper, he'll be taught a lesson by seasoned professionals sooner or later!"

"Poor Gu Shen, he thought he could dominate the game with his topspin serve and backhand flick."

……

Not only did the Happy Bean players feel it was a pity, but the spectators outside the venue also shook their heads in dismay.

Since the previous set, many people have been focused on Court 7 because of Gu Cheng's two amazing skills. Most of the people who came to watch the tennis match were tennis enthusiasts and had a basic understanding of the strength of both sides.

Putting aside topspin serves and backhand flicks, even just considering the basics, Gu Cheng is generally stronger than Hassan.

But it was clear that he wasn't as calm as Hassan.

Despite being shut out in the first set, Hassan remained calm and composed, even finding ways to break the deadlock.

But Gu Cheng was different. Faced with the sudden change in the situation, he not only failed to play it safe, but even planned to use his forehand smash to score points in that extreme situation.

This in itself is a big problem.

Even top-tier professional players wouldn't have handled that serve like that; they would have likely just hit it a little towards the center line to give themselves some time to prepare for their second return.

Gu Cheng's behavior is clearly that of a player with little experience in major competitions.

Zhu Wen's gaze fell on the shot Gu Cheng had just made, and he felt that this scene was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Before he could even process what was happening, the tennis ball, which had been completely knocked out of bounds, spun wildly and arced dramatically in the air, passing under the umpire's chair before slamming into Hassan's inverted triangle position on the baseline of his half of the court.

What the hell?

At that moment, many people felt like they couldn't breathe and subconsciously held their breath.

Many people were stunned by what they saw.

What the hell!

That curve is way too exaggerated!
How can a ball that has flown out of bounds still bounce back into the field after going around the post?

boom! !

Zhu Wen slammed his fists on the table in front of him and stood up abruptly: "Holy crap, guys, does anyone remember this ball? Does anyone remember it?"

He trembled violently, as if lightning had cleaved through the fog in his mind.

No wonder! No wonder my blood was boiling!
This isn't just a ball going out of bounds—it's a chill etched into our DNA!
He remembered.

No wonder it felt so familiar.

How can you not be familiar with it?
Boomerang Dart, Haitang Xun's Boomerang Dart!

"I, Gu Shen, am still too strong! Who the hell just said that I, Gu Shen, couldn't win quickly because my Swallow Return Flash was sealed?"

"Open your eyes wide and look carefully, what is this? A boomerang, this is Gu Shen."

"Hahahaha!" Zhu Wen suddenly burst into loud laughter, his laughter filled with arrogance, making the electronic screens vibrate: "Which blind idiot was looking down on me just now? Saying that I, Gu Shen, couldn't win quickly without Swallow Return Flash?"

He pointed sharply at the screen, his fingernails almost piercing the air: "Look closely, you bastards! This arc that tears the air! This unpredictable trajectory! What is divine? This! Is! Gu! Shen!"

At this moment, the Happy Bean players also realized what was happening, and one by one they were so shocked that they began to speak incoherently.

"Ahhh!"

"Holy crap—"

"A boomerang! Can you believe it? It's a boomerang!" "He can even make this? Is there anything he can't replicate?!"

"Wave ball!! And irregular serve!! Zero-style slice!!"

Someone slapped himself hard across the face, his voice trembling: "I was so damn foolish, how dare I question God!"

After a brief period of frenzy, Zhu Wen gradually calmed down. Looking at the live stream that was about to get out of control, he coughed twice and said, "Brothers, calm down. I know that many of you have watched Prince of Tennis like me and are fans of the series. You are all very excited, and I am very excited too, but... I have to stand up and say something fair."

"The boomerang seems impossible in reality, but as anyone who follows tennis matches knows, professional players have successfully hit this shot before. It may not be that exaggerated, but that doesn't mean it's impossible."

"And the topspin serve is another one. Federer is a master of this, as everyone should know."

"But the idea of ​​Yan Hui Shan is, frankly, highly unlikely."

"Not to mention the wave serve, irregular serve, or even the zero-style slice."

Zhu Wen's words were quickly questioned by Happy Bean players: "What about Swallow Return Flash? You can't pull that off in real life. I've never seen any professional players do it."

"Gu Cheng can replicate the Swallow Return Flash, do you dare say he can't replicate other ball skills?"

"This one……"

Zhu Wen glanced at the comments and didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

The live stream gradually calmed down due to these disputes, but compared to before, everyone's mindset had changed. In addition to excitement, there was also a strong sense of anticipation.

You've got the boomerang? What about the other ball skills?
Zhu Wen said it was impossible, but... with Yan Huishan as a living example right before their eyes, many people still held onto a sliver of hope.

on site.

After a brief silence, sparse applause broke out.

Compared to the previous topspin serve and the backspin dart, the backspin dart was even more impressive; this shot was truly spectacular.

The key point is that professional players have actually hit this kind of curveball in previous matches.

Of course, it was purely luck.

But whether Gu Cheng's shot was just luck is questionable; they haven't forgotten his earlier topspin serve and backhand flick.

Compared to the applause the audience gave to Gu Cheng, Hassan's expression was not so pleasant.

"Can't you compete without magic?" Hassan gritted his teeth, his fists clenching so tightly they cracked. "Your fundamentals are even more solid than mine. If you ask me—"

He stomped his foot on the ground: "If you're a man, let's have a real fight, let's test our basic skills. If you win, you advance to the next round; if you lose, there's nothing to complain about."

Hassan spoke fluent English, and Gu Cheng's lips curled into a slight smile—he was no slouch when it came to spoken English! But when he heard the other party's suggestion, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he laughed, "I can't think of any reason why I would compare my basic skills with you if you can take someone down in one move. The Australian Open wildcard tournament champion's prize money is at least 12000."

“I won, I’ll give you the prize money.” Hassan’s eyes flashed like lightning, and his voice boomed like thunder.

Gu Cheng didn't know whether Hassan was telling the truth or not, but since the other party was still determined to do something, he would just have to rely on his basic skills.

"Okay!"

"Really?"

Hassan looked at the other party with disbelief, originally thinking that Gu Cheng would not agree. After all, given the strength Gu Cheng had just demonstrated, he would likely win both the prize money and the championship.

Unless the organizers disqualify Gu Cheng from the competition.

However, this is in China, and Gu Cheng has not violated any rules, so the probability of the organizers disqualifying Gu Cheng from the competition is almost zero.

It's fair to say that Gu Cheng didn't have to agree to his unreasonable and even ridiculous condition.

But the other party agreed.

"nature."

A smile appeared on Gu Cheng's lips.

Even without his ball skills, relying solely on the five-dimensional attributes of this body, he might not be able to beat Zhang Ming, but beating Hassan wouldn't be difficult.

(End of this chapter)

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