Jiang Fengyan hasn't used external rotation to serve for a long time, so much so that many people have forgotten the power of this serve.

Benneut has played tennis for so many years, and this is the first time he has been hit by a tennis ball.

What's even more odious is that even if he is hit by this ball, he can't be angry, who told him to be anxious, thinking that if it wasn't a serve and a zero serve that would disappear, he would be able to fight back all of them?

It must have hurt to hit the ball in the face, especially since Benneut ran towards the spot where the ball landed before receiving it.

It hurts to meet each other head-on, and it hits the cheek.

Alex's face shook involuntarily after seeing this.

"It is worthy of being a player who has crossed that hurdle, in the face of Jiang Fengyan's out-rotation serve, he dares to use his face to top it, I can only say that I admire!"

Alex's sarcastic words were not heard by Beneut.

But his expression became solemn, because Jiang Fengyan had already thrown the tennis ball into the sky.

Benewut felt very irritable, he thought that Jiang Fengyan would not be able to use those strange serves, but who knew that he would make an outspin serve halfway.

This time, God knows what his serve is!

With a bang, the tennis ball quickly crossed the net, and after hitting the ground, it flew towards Benewut.

To everyone's surprise, this serve was not an externally rotated serve, and Beneut hurriedly stepped forward and hit the ball back!

Jiang Fengyan sped up his speed, and only then did he rush to the landing point of this ball, and then hit it to the corner.

Benewut arrived just in time and provoked slightly.

The tennis ball fell near Jiang Fengyan's bottom line, Jiang Fengyan jumped high, and then slapped it over.

Benneut unfazed, came to the net and hit a diagonal cut.

Jiang Fengyan took a step forward. Pick it slightly.

Beneut tilted his head and watched the ball go over the net towards the bottom line of his own court, and went straight back, then sliced the ball backhanded.

Benewut, who could have used a smash just now, didn't choose to smash, and it seems that even if he crossed that hurdle, he wouldn't dare to smash.

Because he was afraid that Jiang Fengyan would use the brown bear to catch him and resolve his smash.

Although I have already crossed that hurdle. Jiang Fengyan's counterattack may not have much effect, but even if it may not be successful, as long as there is this possibility, Beneut is a little flustered.

He was already scared by Jiang Fengyan's face, especially the external rotation serve just now, and his face was still hurting.

Benneut himself didn't notice that by the time the second set began, his strength and physical agility were not as strong as they had been at the beginning.

When a person's state reaches its peak, it will inevitably decline. It's not just a game.

The same goes for an athlete's athletic career.

Being at the top is not a joyful thing, because after the peak, it's a downhill road.

There is always a time when people get old.

There is always a time when the physical strength is exhausted.

In this process, Benewut has been paying attention to Jiang Fengyan's physical exertion, but he doesn't know that his physical exertion is also very serious.

As long as he can't play that kind of absolutely crushing strength, Jiang Fengyan can find an opportunity to use other tennis skills.

For example, the Tezuka field.

But so far, not so far. Jiang Fengyan has to drag it out.

Like Bene-Ut's thoughts, Ben-Ute also wants to drag on.

The only difference between the two people's minds is. Beneut wants to expand the score, and Jiang Fengyan wants to narrow the score.

As they expected, after a few rounds, Beneut gradually took the lead.

Jiang Fengyan was still wasting time, desperately persevering, like a Xiaoqiang who couldn't be killed.

Benneut is holding on, too. It's just that he's on the road to victory.

After nearly an hour of fierce battle, the second set was over.

6-4, Benewut won the second set.

After the second set, the match went into rest again.

Jiang Fengyan sat on the seat. Take out a clean handkerchief from the bag and wipe it vigorously on your face to wipe away all the sweat.

However, in less than a moment, new sweat came out.

Jiang Fengyan lay on his back on the seat, although he lost the second set, he was not depressed at all, and he didn't even feel pity, but was a little happy.

The match dragged on to the third set, which was the situation I wanted to see the most.

He believed that Beneuut's physical strength must have been depleted.

The person who crosses that hurdle is indeed powerful, but when he consumes most of his physical strength, the level will change back to the same as that of ordinary people.

It's just that at this time, the strength of ordinary players will be even worse.

If it were any other player, there would certainly be no room for a backhand in the fight with Benewut.

But Jiang Fengyan has.

By this time, not only Benewut, but others had probably forgotten this important thing, so after winning the second set, Benneout was happy.

Because he feels that if he continues to play like this, it will not be surprising that he will also win the third set.

In this way, the winner of this tournament is his/her own.

Although, he was very dissatisfied with the process, because, as a player who crossed that hurdle, he was dragged to the third set when facing a seventeen-year-old teenager.

And after a rough calculation, by the end of the game, the game may take more than four hours, and it can be said that this final can be called the longest game in Benewut's life.

Although it is not very glorious to win, but in any case, winning is winning, and when the time comes, no one will pursue the process.

What's more, this encounter is of great significance to Beneut.

Because he defeated the pride of heaven who had not tasted defeat.

The tennis magician with his strange tennis skills was defeated by his own hands.

If it gets out, even if he drags it to the third set, it's not a shame.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Jiang Fengyan has lost more things than himself.

Jiang Fengyan didn't know what Bene-Oot was thinking, but when he occasionally looked over and saw his smiling face, he knew that he was caring about what happened after he won the championship.

The final set of the game was very testing.

Because the sun in the sky is becoming more and more poisonous.

Under such a poisonous sun, Jiang Fengyan felt weak, especially on the hot seat, Jiang Fengyan couldn't find a place to cool down.

So he poured a bottle of mineral water off his head, and it was cool for a moment, and it didn't take long for his wet shirt to dry.

The glasses lady was holding a sun umbrella in her hand at this time, looking at the arena expressionlessly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Alex also frowned, and there was sweat on his forehead, not knowing what he was thinking.

The audience went to buy water to drink, and when they were resting, half of the people dispersed, and even the referee couldn't stand the vicious sun and didn't know where to go.

"It's really hard to be a tennis player."

Everyone else can go to the cool, but Jiang Fengyan and Beneut cannot.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with the hot weather, Jiang Fengyan rarely smiled.

"It won't be long before the game is over・・・・・・・"

Jiang Fengyan said loudly after stretching his waist.

After hearing this, Beneut on the opposite side nodded and said very approvingly: "Indeed, the game will end soon." (To be continued.) )