However, for such an important competition, her mentality was terrifyingly relaxed, but it was also reassuring.

The two lamented that it would be impossible to be An Yuexi's coach without a big heart and good temper!

1:1!

2:2!

3:3!

Because of Peart's high turnover rate, even if An Yuexi deliberately let off steam, the game would go by very quickly.

It’s been six games, are you almost used to it? An Yuexi doesn’t plan to delay it any longer. It’s been almost an hour and twenty minutes, and she doesn’t have a clean towel to wipe off her sweat...

In the seventh game, An Yuexi served.

It had been a long time since she had directly served an ace. An Yuexi didn't care about the fans' disapproval of her form, and directly improved the quality of her serve to test Peart's adaptability in the first six games.

Slicing the ball from the inside corner! Peart stared, screamed, and ran straight to receive the ace, trying to sneak up on An Yuexi's backhand while she was still unsteady after serving.

Sure enough, he is an experienced professional player. Seeing Pelt's high fighting spirit, An Yuexi was not in a hurry. He grabbed the ball with a few light steps and hit the return ball close to the baseline to Pelt's forehand. It was a shallow shot.

Small slash.

As expected, Peart stepped forward to hit the ball and stayed in the midfield to observe An Yuexi's movement.

He tended to protect his forehand! Looking at An Yuexi's holding and moving direction, Peart turned his wrist and pressed down, silently thinking "increase backspin", and then used a slightly weird forehand to cut the ball in front of the net.

It was somewhat effective. A smile flashed in An Yuexi's eyes, and she raised her feet and ran to the net, wanting to teach Peart a profound lesson. Now that she was standing in the middle and front court, she would cut the ball more skillfully.

otherwise···

Before he could finish thinking about this 'otherwise', the ball that Peltech flew out happened to hit the net and luckily rolled to An Yuexi's court.

No matter how light her steps were, it was too late for An Yuexi.

"0:15!"

Lucky ball? A layer of cold sweat broke out on Pert's forehead. Sure enough, hitting the ball in front of the net was still not smooth, and he was frightened. Next time such a ball is played, turn your wrist less downwards and use less backspin, just in case.

You can still get in through the internet.

If An Yuexi found out about this plan, she would definitely regret her mistakes in the previous games. The ball in front of the net has a lot of backspin. The more backspin, the wider the angle in front of the net, and the higher the scoring rate. Peart actually did the opposite.

Come on, for fear of too much backspin, I intentionally reduce the backspin.

Is a slice shot with less backspin still called a slice shot? Just call it a point shot!

With such a strange idea, Peart barely managed to hold on and held serve until 4:4.

The most important ninth inning!

Looking at the timer on the sidelines, it was already one hour and twenty minutes. An Yuexi thought that the game should be over.

After replenishing the drink with pickled plums, An Yuexi wiped her sweat, left the last clean towel on the seat, and entered the venue early with her racket.

However, her subtle move of entering the venue early after checking the time was caught by the cunning photographer on the sidelines, and then spread to the eyes of the audience watching the broadcast. There were different opinions and a new round of speculation was brewing.

Amidst the loud music, An Yuexi waved her racket and moved her arms. This move was said to boost her fighting spirit.

At this time, the audience who had reacted indifferently and disrespectfully reacted finally, applauding loudly and shouting "Figh Ting" in unison and forcefully!

"Body me!"

Facing An Yuexi, who seemed to be ignited with fighting spirit, Peart's face was solemn, and his heart was even more solemn. How far this game will go will definitely determine the outcome of the game.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that An Yuexi hit two aces and two two-stage offensive balls. Pelt didn't even touch the ball, but she saved the game without any help.

Peart's chance to change the ball.

Wow----The scene was in a commotion, the Chinese players were in a miraculous state and suddenly came back!

Peart's solemn look remained unchanged, her eyes looking towards her players' box and her head coach, but she knew in her heart that there was no way to save the game at this point.

Her own serve was hit and miss and she couldn't relax even a little bit, but her opponent's serve was saved too easily, and she couldn't catch the serve after she recovered. That kind of aggressive domineering attitude was so scary!

She remembered last night, when practicing at this honorary stadium, the practice match between Chinese players and Abella, although it only lasted about ten minutes, left a deep impression on everyone present, especially the distance of more than 170 kilometers.

Serving is simply catching up with players who play violently.

With a strong serve and comprehensive hitting skills, a player like this would probably have no rivals. Peart, who knew she was going to lose, slowly calmed down as she watched the caddy put the ball in her hand.

Such a strong opponent, a rare game to improve herself, she cannot be easily ended by her opponent like this! Change, change, insist on change!

In the last game, Peart, who had no way out, spent all his energy and realized that he had lost more thoroughly. He became more and more comfortable integrating the length of the ball path and a small amount of speed changes, and occasionally he could rely on changing the ball and the installation.

Yue Xi claps a few more times to maintain a stalemate.

However, An Yuexi, who is much better at changing rhythm and using speed, and has more comprehensive skills, is more subtle in changing the ball. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Peart, who gave up the bottom line attack and focused on changing the ball, actually in the last game

I seize the opportunity to practice changing the ball, but of course the result is a complete loss.

"The game is over, An Yuexi wins, the score is 6:3! 6:4!"

Warm applause echoed throughout Arena No. 1, and red smoke of victory rose over Arthur Ashe Stadium.

Regardless of racial discrimination, most people were impressed by An Yuexi's skills and stood up from the bottom of their hearts to applaud and cheer for her and celebrate her.

At the end of the game, An Yuexi put away the two rackets and carefully put them into the goal bag. This detail was remembered by the broadcast commentators as a question raised at the beginning. It turned out that An Yuexi could really use only two rackets.

Beat the racket to win a professional match.

After the game, An Yuexi's technical data analysts went to great lengths to study and analyze her.

It can be concluded that although An Yuexi is young and lacks strength, she has great golf intelligence and is frighteningly sensitive to the situation on the court. It only takes less than a few balls to change the tactics and tactics, and improve her condition to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.

It's not a defeat. Let's not talk about the qualifying rounds, just talk about the third main match that just ended. Whether An Yuexi's opponents are ranked high or average, they will be bloodbathed by her in the second set, beating their opponents to the point of losing their temper.

An Yuexi has repeatedly defeated various types of players with ease, and her level of excellence is enough to make most professional tennis players marvel at her talent and sound mental quality.

Many international analysts speculate that if An Yuexi wants to give eggs to her opponents, she can do so, because those balls all target the opponents' weaknesses and beat them to the point of despair.
Chapter completed!