The entire stadium was shocked! No wonder he got a recommendation letter from the legend!
5 minutes.
7 minutes.
“Beep——”
The ball machine stopped working after 10 minutes.
Bei Mo stood at the baseline of his half of the court, holding a tennis racket.
And on the opposite side of the court.
Three rows of tennis balls were neatly arranged along the net.
The spacing between each ball, up and down, left and right, was almost flawless.
If not for everyone present witnessing these balls, all of them coming from Bei Mo's racket return in the past 10 minutes.
They would have thought someone had deliberately placed them one by one.
“What... what are you kidding?! He... how did he do it?!”
“This is impossible!! Every shot was a backhand slice!! The landing point is accurate, let alone, how can even the rolling position of the tennis ball after landing be controlled to this extent?!”
“Is he really a junior high school player like us?!”
Three junior high school students who passed the selection ran to the edge of the court, unconsciously lying on the ground, speaking in succession.
Although this scene was extremely embarrassing, they couldn't care less at this moment.
As for the rest of the people present, they didn't even care about their thoughts.
“I can see that you are good at data analysis! You should be able to better explain this situation, right?” Q.P turned to Berti, who was beside him with a frustrated look, and spoke with a complicated tone.
Although Berti didn't like Q.P, the "ice face" very much.
But the question seemed to have aroused his desire to speak.
“Whew——”
After taking a long breath and calming down a little, he spoke solemnly: “In the past 10 minutes, every shot he made, the force and the angle of the backswing were perfectly controlled!”
“So much so that the spin strength of the ball was precisely adjusted according to the landing point he wanted to attack!”
“In terms of ball control... no!! In terms of hitting techniques!! He's a monster!!”
“Also!! His footwork is obviously exaggerated!!”
“If he hits a ball coming towards the right half of the court with his right hand holding the racket, if it's a backhand backswing, he would inevitably have to take one extra step, or even one and a half steps, to adjust the backswing space!”
“But you saw it! He wasn't affected at all! It's as if this extra step or one and a half steps can be coordinated at any time through his moving speed!”
“This also indirectly proves that his reaction speed and dynamic vision are extraordinary!”
“And all of this... if it was on a high school player in a training camp, I might be able to accept it!”
“But he's not even 12 years old yet!!”
“You know... what does that mean?”
Berti's voice trembled uncontrollably as he spoke.
Q.P stared into his eyes.
He saw a deep sense of fear in his eyes.
Even though he vaguely guessed that the conclusion the other party was about to give would be astonishing.
He couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
“This guy, no matter his talent in techniques, or his physical talent! He has reached a level that no player in the history of world tennis has ever reached!!”
“Don't even mention the professional players in the professional league now!”
“Even the legend who recommended him to participate in the selection... would not be able to stand side by side with him at the same age!!”
After stating his conclusion, Berti seemed to be relieved and collapsed onto the seat.
The moment he relaxed, seeing a genius he couldn't reach, the pressure in his heart relieved.
It was enough for him to not care about any of his manners.
He was even somewhat grateful to Q.P at this moment, giving him the opportunity to say these words.
Q.P looked at the young man.
His heart was also complex at this moment.
One part was the deep shock he felt in his heart from Berti's exaltation of Bei Mo to such a high level.
The other part was that he didn't expect Berti's analysis to be more detailed than he had imagined.
Perhaps he also wanted to get it off his chest.
He opened his mouth again and spoke in a deep voice: “Actually, I know him! When he entered the selection court and I heard his name! I knew he was a genius player!”
Berti immediately widened his eyes and sat up: “You know about him?”
“Yeah! In the past year, his name has been known to everyone in the new generation of American tennis! Anyone who pays attention to American tennis matches for 14-year-olds and under must know him!”
“He participated in his first match at the age of 10! In a year! He was hailed as the top young talent in the United States! Every match was a shutout against his opponents! He has never lost!”
Berti slumped back into his chair, speechless.
Although the status of American tennis in world tennis is not as high as that of Germany, it is also almost in the first tier.
Being able to suppress a bunch of American young players at the age of 10-11.
What kind of selection is he participating in with this strength!!
He remembered that he had looked down on Bei Mo in his heart before.
Now, he wanted to find a crack in the earth to crawl into.
Q.P's words were not only heard by Berti.
Mark, Leto, and others who had slightly regained their senses at the edge of the court also heard clearly.
Only then did they realize that Bei Mo actually had such a position in the new generation of American tennis players.
Mark said in a daze: “Now I finally understand why he got a recommendation letter from the legend!”
Leto nodded involuntarily: “I came here specifically to see his test in person! This trip... was really worth it!!”
“I even suspect that there is a relationship between him and the legend! Mark, do you think his tennis might have come from the teachings of the legend?”
Mark's pupils shrank.
Looking at the current situation, it's very likely!!
At the same time.
Bei Mo turned to look at Q.P and the two of them.
“If you have any questions, you can ask me in person later! Talking about someone behind their back... is not polite!”
With his hearing ability.
Not only did he hear Q.P's words, but he also heard Berti's analysis of him clearly.
His words made Berti and Q.P both tense.
Although Bei Mo was younger than the two.
But seeing his strength and talent now, they were inexplicably nervous because of his words.
“Sor... sorry!”
“We have no ill intentions!”
On the other side, Mikhail Bismarck had already stood up and walked silently to the technical analysis table.
Looking at the several data analysts who were still in a daze, he shook his head helplessly.
“Gentlemen! Although I know that you were only watching the test process!”
“But please don't forget your responsibilities!”
“I want to know his test data as soon as possible!”
“Not only do I need it... Coach Mark and the others obviously need you to give them answers!”
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