0018 He wasn't just powerful in his skills, but also in his heart! Champion secured!
As the referee announced the start of the final match.
The entire audience fell silent.
Everyone’s eyes were focused on a young boy.
And Bei Mo, standing at the baseline, glanced at Qi Ke·Balentin, whose expression was serious.
Without any hesitation or doubt.
He raised his racket and served! !
“Bang——”
“Bei Mo scores! Score 15-0!”
The first serve was a powerful and swift flat serve.
The precise placement and terrifying speed directly penetrated Qi Ke·Balentin's defense.
It also made the opponent's heart sink a little more.
30-0!
40-0!
“Bei Mo scores! End of the first set! Score 1-0! Change serve!”
As Bei Mo secured his first service game with three flat serves and one powerful topspin serve.
Many audience members in the stands couldn't help but cheer for Bei Mo again.
Their voices undoubtedly affected Qi Ke·Balentin's state of mind again.
Although the 11-year-old had shown the state level in the previous three elimination rounds, he was undoubtedly an extremely rare talented player.
Like Bei Mo, he was also participating in the US Junior Challenge for the first time.
But!!
The clash between geniuses, the one whose brilliance shines brighter, is destined to completely overshadow the other.
On the court.
Qi Ke·Balentin held the tennis ball, his eyes showing a trace of struggle.
Sweat also appeared on his forehead.
The pressure in his heart was too great!!
The pressure from Bei Mo's talent and strength.
The pressure from the hundreds of spectators in the stands who didn't think he could win.
The pressure from his heart, not wanting to lose the match, but unable to do anything.
These sources of pressure caused him to react more slowly to Bei Mo's serve just now.
He even had the thought of giving up the final match right now.
Just as his gaze had drifted towards the referee’s chair, and he slightly opened his mouth.
“If I were you, I would choose to play the game properly, and treat those irrelevant people as air!”
“Instead of using the way of giving up the match to escape failure!”
The faint voice reached Qi Ke·Balentin's ears, who was about to say that he wanted to forfeit.
He looked at Bei Mo across the court in shock.
He clearly didn't expect.
Bei Mo actually noticed what he wanted to do, and even told him not to give up the match!
Qi Ke·Balentin, who had regained his senses, gradually showed a look of calmness on his face.
The pressure in his heart also dissipated a lot because of Bei Mo's words.
Yes!
Giving his all on the court and playing to his full potential is what a tennis player should do.
Giving up halfway...... is just too cowardly!!
As for the opinions and thoughts of outsiders......
Why bother so much!!
He is the one playing on the court!!
“Bei Mo, thank you!”
“I know what to do!”
Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the stands, Qi Ke·Balentin bowed slightly to Bei Mo in gratitude.
With the tennis racket clenched in his hand, he had already adjusted his mindset to start the match again.
Seeing this, Bei Mo didn't speak again, but just stood at the receiving baseline, quietly waiting for the other party to serve.
Although he didn't need to say anything to help the other party, letting him know that escaping failure is not what a player should do.
However.
He didn't have a bad impression of the other party.
Since the championship was bound to be his, he didn't mind saying a few more words to let the other party fall into unnecessary self-struggle.
“Bang——”
And as Qi Ke·Balentin raised his racket and served, the second set officially began.
...
In the stands.
All the spectators watched Qi Ke·Balentin, who was completely different from his previous state on the court, and they couldn't believe that Bei Mo would actually help him.
You know, if Qi Ke·Balentin had given up the match!
Bei Mo could have won the championship directly!
For a moment, they couldn't help but have a new understanding of Bei Mo's sportsmanship.
At such a young age, he has such a demeanor and bearing on the court, which is very rare!
Du Du·Obando sneered: "Is this guy really so kind-hearted?"
Reinhardt didn't look at him, but just focused his gaze on Bei Mo on the court.
His eyes were full of admiration and respect.
“He just respects his opponent and the sport of tennis!”
“A professional player once said! Tennis players standing on the court face not only their opponents, but also themselves!”
“Defeating opponents who give their all and showing off your own strength! For both of them, it will be a gain!”
“Bei Mo's strength lies not only in his skills and talent, but also in his heart!”
Du Du·Obando listened, his eyes twitching slightly.
Obviously, he couldn't fully understand what Reinhardt was saying.
He just saw a hint of worship flashing in the other party's eyes when they looked at Bei Mo.
He couldn't help but feel a little scared.
Hey, hey, hey!!
You're also a genius player who is said to have talent surpassing mine! !
Put away your worshipping eyes, okay?!
...
10 minutes later.
“Bang——”
“Bei Mo scores! End of the match! Score 6-0!”
“To all the spectators! Let us congratulate Bei Mo for winning the championship of this US Junior Challenge!!”
As Bei Mo's last shot pierced through Qi Ke·Balentin's court, the referee announced the result to the entire audience.
“Bei Mo!! Bei Mo!!”
“Champion!! Champion!!”
The cheers of hundreds of people filled every corner of the court.
The scouts from those tennis training institutions had smiles on their faces.
In their eyes, once Bei Mo won the championship and cooperated with their institution, it would naturally be a icing on the cake.
As for Bei Mo, the protagonist, he was shaking hands with Qi Ke·Balentin after the match at both ends of the net.
“Bei Mo, you're really amazing! Although I knew you were at the national level before, I didn't know how strong you were until I played against you! You're even stronger than the national level players I've seen before!”
“Hope I have a chance to play against you again!”
Bei Mo didn't refuse, but just nodded: "Okay."
They then exchanged contact information.
Since there was no award ceremony, and the prize money would be distributed through the bank account registered at the time of registration.
So after Bei Mo went back to the player's bench and packed his things, he was going to leave directly.
Before the final, he had already informed Echizen Nanjiro to pick him up.
However!
He wanted to leave...... but the scouts who had been waiting for the entire match rushed towards him.
...
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