Now that I've been reborn, I have to play tennis!

Chapter 18 ACE Rain Starts!

As a result, more and more people came to watch, almost crowding the tennis court to the point of being completely packed, making it extremely lively.

The people's thoughts are simple: they just want to see Chinese athletes win against foreign athletes.

But reality is cruel. Looking at so many courts, it's basically European and American players dominating domestic players.

This can lead some people who idolize foreign things to arrogantly say: "Look, tennis is not table tennis. Your men's level is just not good enough. You can't beat foreigners."

Although China's women's tennis level is quite good now, and Li Na even won the Australian Open this year, many sports fans still consider women's tennis and men's tennis to be two different sports.

You can't call China a tennis powerhouse if you don't even have a male player who can establish himself on the ATP Tour.

Wow~
Applause echoed around the tennis ball.

Meng Hao's performance was truly outstanding.

The first set ended 6-1, with him breaking serve twice in 33 minutes.

“Great~”

"Well done!"

"So handsome!"

Cheers continued to erupt.

We've all gotten used to foreign players feeding domestic players eggs and fried dough sticks, but this time it's finally the turn of domestic players feeding foreign players fried dough sticks.

"Dude, try to include an egg with the next plate of fried dough sticks!"

Even more troublesome, this guy deliberately translated the sentence into English and said it to Rudd.

No wonder some people say that the most adept at sowing discord and adding fuel to the fire are these onlookers.

They are masters at provoking opposing players.

Rude is no pushover; he's actually quite capable.

As more and more people gathered, the guy calmed down.

He admitted that the Chinese player was very strong, and his ability was not at all like that of a player without a junior world ranking.

He understands that world rankings for teenagers don't mean everything.

In this set, Ruud serves first.

Once he overcame his frustration and fully committed himself to the task, he finally displayed the top level of European teenagers.

With excellent baseline skills, he was able to go toe-to-toe with Meng Hao.

The two players often engaged in baseline exchanges of over twenty shots, drawing cheers from the onlookers.

"Both of them are very strong!"

"But why did we have to meet in the very first round!"

"I think they both have the ability to win the championship."

"That foreigner is supposedly the number one junior in Norway, but who is this domestic player? I've never heard of him before, it's like he just appeared out of nowhere."

Many of the young athletes in China were whispering among themselves, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Huh, it broke serve again!"

After three consecutive 40-40 ties, Meng Hao seized the third opportunity to break serve.
The onlookers cheered, while the domestic youth athletes had mixed feelings.

It's one thing for foreign players to be good, but the fact that such a talented player has emerged among their domestic peers has left them with mixed feelings.

The contrast is stark: he gets utterly crushed by foreign players on one hand, and utterly crushes them on the other.

Meng Hao took a deep breath and wiped away his sweat.

This break below serve was really tough.

He gritted his teeth and finally managed to break through the serve.

On the other side of the field, Ruud, who had just cheered up, was once again overcome by the frustration that had just dissipated.

He felt that he had played well enough in his previous service game, yet his opponent still broke his serve.

What else do you want from me?

As for Meng Hao's serve, unless his opponent's serve slips drastically, it will be very difficult for him to break it. Damn it.
This kid's serve is nothing like that of an Asian player!

That's fucking awesome!

Ace!
With a crisp crack, Rud looked up in frustration, his eyes tightly closed, revealing his utter helplessness.

In the second set, Meng Hao's serve remained hot.

That Chinese player has amazing stamina; his serve is flawless!
"Ace! Ace!"

The onlookers started chanting rhythmically.

Everyone's wish is simple and pure: to see their country's players serve an ace.

Then came another ace!
And then another ace!
It was an ace in the end!
In Meng Hao's first service game, he actually served 4 aces in a row!
At this moment, the cheers and shouts reached their peak!
This tennis court was as lively as a basketball court.

Meng Hao is clearly a guy who knows how to set the pace and enjoy the cheers.

He clenched his fist, turned around to face the audience, and then waved his arms, signaling everyone to keep their cheers louder.

Become famous as early as possible!
Look at them, and then look at yourself!

"That guy named Meng Hao is someone you should learn from from now on!"

"Go back and train hard; you won't be any worse than him!"

"We're all Chinese, if he can beat foreigners, you can definitely beat them too!"

A group of parents of young players also used Meng Hao as an example to educate their own children.

"No hope of breaking serve? How can I win then!"

Even if you hold your serve, you're still more likely to lose than win in a tiebreak!

These thoughts would occasionally flash through Rude's mind.

In the third game, he put in all his effort and finally held his second service game.

What's that saying again? Protecting your hair is like protecting your pregnancy!

Is trying to prevent a miscarriage really that tiring? This is clearly even more tiring than trying to prevent a miscarriage!

Rude rubbed his arm vigorously, and the feeling could be summed up in three words: extremely numb!

In that last game, including his first and second serves, he served more than twenty balls in one go. He felt like his arm was going to break!

Serving is physically demanding.

If a player fails to win their service game for a long time, it will take a heavy toll on their physical strength.

Meng Hao glanced at his attribute panel and saw that his upgrade ability was 5%.

This attribute is somewhat mysterious; it can only be understood intuitively and cannot be explained in words.

When Meng Hao was fully immersed in the game, he did feel an improvement in his competitive level.

However, if one's concentration drops slightly or one's physical fitness declines, one can clearly feel a decrease in competitive performance.

At this moment, he was in excellent form because he was leading by a large margin and the game was going very well.

Take advantage of the victory!

Meng Hao hit two more aces in a row, forcing Rude to slam his racket to the ground.

How can we play like this? We simply can't win any of their service games!

Meng Hao scored 4 points in a row with another clean and decisive move.

He glanced at the sidelines and saw that both the female foreign teacher named Mina and her friend had their heads in their hands.

I love this scene, I love watching it, and I want to watch it more!
Meng Hao's ACE rain completely shattered Lu De's mental defenses.

"What's the point of me holding my serve with all my might? My opponent was too dominant in my serve; I couldn't even win a single point!"

He has the skill, but he is still too young and inexperienced. Once he loses his mental balance, it seriously affects his serving.

The score in the second set was another 6-1!

Meng Hao gave away two fried dough sticks in total!
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(End of this chapter)