tennis giant

Chapter 108 For Everyone
In the game between An Sheng and He Yiming, they only spent less than half an hour in the first seven rounds, but after that, it took them a full hour to finally win. Out of the outcome.

As a result, An Sheng won, but the process was really difficult.

Especially after He Yiming got rid of the burden in his heart and lowered his posture, the strength he showed is definitely worthy of the title of "giant".

In their amateur tennis circle, there are really very few people who can beat him.

As for An Sheng, only after he really exploded his full strength can he surpass He Yiming in terms of strength, but before that, he was always at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, he was very tenacious, he just bit the score, and after he reached the "spiritual explosion" state, he gradually regained the disadvantage, and won the final tie-break.

"Coax~"

At the moment when the game ended, the auditorium erupted like a torrent of bangs, and almost all the audience stood up subconsciously, sending sincere condolences to An Sheng and He Yiming for this wonderful game applause.

However, An Sheng did not celebrate. Firstly, it was because he was very tired now and it was not easy to win this game. Secondly, he needed to take care of He Yiming's feelings.

But at this moment, He Yiming on the opposite side was indeed a little lonely, and his expression was also quite depressed. I have to say that he was still a little disappointed with the result of this match.

But it didn't take long for He Yiming to regain his usual smile and jog to the middle.

Under An Sheng's astonishment, He Yiming grabbed his hand and suddenly raised it to the sky!
"boom!"

Seeing their move, violent shouts erupted again from the audience.

"Brother Ming..."

"Hehe, An Sheng, this is the semifinals. You won, and you defeated a strong opponent like me. How can you not celebrate?"

An Sheng nodded to him, of course, he would not be so stupid, although He Yiming said so, but he couldn't take it seriously, and there was no other celebration after that, it was quite quiet.

But when An Sheng and He Yiming returned to the players' rest area together, there was already a large group of people waiting for them.

He Yiming was not surprised by this, because he basically encountered this kind of scene every time he participated in the competition. Many other contestants or coaches just like to hang around him.

But this time, the situation is obviously different from before.

"Hey, An Sheng, congratulations, you made it to the final again!"

"Brother Ming, you are really amazing! It's only been a few days, what method did you use to improve An Sheng's strength so much?"

The others didn't know how to speak, but Chen Jialin ran out and greeted them with a smile.

"Cut! Chen Jialin, don't talk nonsense, An Sheng's improvement is due to his own hard training, not my credit."

"Also, don't circle around me. If you lose the game, you lose. I'm not that fragile yet."

"Besides, I did my best in this competition, but An Sheng's strength is indeed a bit stronger than mine. I am very convinced and have nothing to complain about."

"Okay, I'll take a shower first, and we'll talk later."

"By the way, An Sheng, you should go wash it first and change your clothes before talking. There will be a game tonight, so be careful to catch a cold."

He Yiming's reminder was timely, not because An Sheng didn't know about it, but because He Yiming's words relieved him, so that he didn't need to negotiate too much with those people, just to say hello, Get to know him and he can go.

And when Ansheng changed his clothes and came out, there were only four or five people left in the lounge.

An Sheng glanced at it, and he knew that they should be some of the players who came to participate in this Jinwei Open, with relatively high ranking and strength, such as Chen Jialin.

But among them, there was one person who surprised An Sheng, and he was Pan Junqi.

In fact, Pan Junqi himself felt quite embarrassed. From Ansheng's attitude towards him, it was impossible for him not to see that Ansheng had some opinions about him, but he still came.

The main reason is that he feels that since An Sheng has already defeated He Yiming, then he obviously underestimated An Sheng's strength before, and there is nothing to say when he loses to him.

In addition, it is precisely because of An Sheng's strength and his young age that Pan Junqi feels that he will always meet him in the amateur tennis circle. In this way, even if he cannot be friends with him, he will not become an enemy.

As for Pan Junqi, An Sheng really didn't like him very much, but since he came on his own initiative, of course he couldn't drive him away, otherwise, it would be a little unkind, and it was not his style of doing things.

"An Sheng, we are here to wait for you. We mainly want to tell you about Ye Shuhao so that you can prepare for the finals tonight."

Upon hearing this, An Sheng immediately became alert and listened attentively.

"Brother Ming, I remember you told me that Jeremy Ye's physical strength is similar to yours, but his style of play is more evil and weird?"

"That's right, An Sheng, don't think I'm joking with you. Ye Shuhao is a bit of a wicked man. As for how evil he is, you'd better listen to what they have to say first."

"Chen Jialin, let me start with you, tell me about your fight with Ye Shuhao."

Hearing this, Chen Jialin nodded, but with a wry smile on his face.

"Actually, if you really count, Ye Shuhao and I have played against each other more than ten times, big and small, but if you really want me to talk about his playing style or tactics, I really can't tell. "

"Anyway, every time I fight against him, I'm severely suppressed by him, and I feel like I've been specially targeted."

Speaking of this, Chen Jialin stopped, which surprised An Sheng, because what he said was too vague and brief.

"Brother Chen, is this the end?"

"Yes, I'm done. Brother Pan, it's your turn."

At this time, Pan Junqi's expression was very calm, but when he finished speaking, An Sheng was even more surprised.

"My situation is basically the same as that of Chen Jialin. If you calculate it carefully, maybe I have played against Ye Shuhao a little more. After all, I am older than him, and I have played in CTA events for a long time."

"But I seriously thought about my fight with Ye Shuhao just now, but I couldn't tell him the specific style of play."

"As far as the feeling in the game is concerned, he was also suppressed by him, as if he was targeted."

"What! Are you being targeted too?"

An Sheng couldn't believe it. Even Pan Junqi himself felt very strange after he finished speaking, because his and Chen Jialin's playing styles were very different, but they were all targeted by Ye Shuhao.

And then, the descriptions of the other players were the same. They felt that they were deliberately targeted by Ye Shuhao in the process of fighting against Ye Shuhao.

"Hey, An Sheng, you should know by now, why do I say he is evil, including me, when playing with him, there is a feeling of being deliberately targeted."

"But Brother Ming, this is impossible in itself. How could he target everyone?" An Sheng asked suspiciously, frowning.

"No! An Sheng, of course it is possible. As long as he can meet two conditions, he can do this. One is his strength, so I won't say much about it. The second point is his game experience."

"As long as he is capable enough and has enough experience in dealing with any style of play and tactics, then he can adapt to any opponent he encounters!"

For a moment, An Sheng understood, but then he felt that he was still a little confused. Perhaps, this feeling can only be clearly felt when he is actually on the field.

(End of this chapter)