She Stuns the World - Chapter 365: Chapter 365
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They slept until 2:30 in the afternoon. Then the two groups went to the indoor tennis court and continued to play there.
Alaric was in high spirits. He was even more energetic than in the morning. It was as if his nap had replenished his energy.
On the opponent's side, the first player to play in the afternoon lost, either because he did not rest well or because he was careless. His stamina and condition were not good.
"Great!" Alaric waved his racket excitedly and ran around the court. He even did a very cool backflip. His roar resounded throughout the indoor stadium. "I won. I'm indeed the best."
Josie also jumped around, clapping. "Alaric, you're the best. You're so cool!"
The professional players were speechless. They lost because they were too tired from traveling. They had rushed to Kitmore City late last night and did not rest well, which was why they lost this match. They thought, 'This kid was just lucky. How can he be so happy after winning a match? He'll probably cry soon.'
They did not underestimate their opponent. The three players who went up next played very seriously and defeated Alaric with a large advantage.
However, not only did Alaric not cry, he became more and more courageous and excited as he continued. He wiped the sweat off his face and smiled like a battle-happy tiger. "You guys played really well. I like it. Who's next? Step up now. If I don't win a round, I won't go back tonight."
The players laughed. The final opponent was the third seed of the club. He was ranked in the top 30 in the country, and his standards were on another level compared to them. They didn't think Alaric could ever win against him.
At this moment, Athena shouted again, "It's already past six p.m. Let's eat first. After eating, we'll play the last game."
The players, who had made so much money, were not in a hurry at all. They laughed and said, "Lad, eat slowly to replenish your strength. Only then will you have a chance of winning."
Alaric clenched his fists and said proudly, "Your standards have pushed me to my best. I will definitely win the last round."
The players laughed again.
At eight o'clock in the evening. the indoor court was brightly lit. Not only were the players present, but the club staff also came to watch. They had planned to go for a feast together after the game to celebrate their huge winnings.
Alaric's eyes were blazing, but there was also a sharpness and resoluteness in his eyes. His aura burned defiantly. He was determined to win.
In comparison, the last opponent was much calmer.
The club did not doubt that the difference in skill and experience between the two sides was so great that their player could win the match very quickly.
However, the development of the competition far exceeded everyone's expectations.
A match consisted of three rounds. Alaric won the second round with a score of 7:5 after losing the first round, to everyone's shock.
In the third round, Alaric was like a lunatic who was not afraid of anything. It was as though he never felt exhausted and only knew to run and chase after the tennis ball with all his might. He fought harder and better than any of the previous rounds.
Those with discerning eyes could tell that Alaric had improved with every match and was constantly becoming stronger. It was the same with superheroes. Whenever they were almost defeated by their enemies and close to death, they would suddenly have an outburst of strength and become better than before.
The scores went from 5:5, 6:6... all the way to 10:10, 11:11.
Other than the calm Athena and the confused Josie, everyone was stunned. They did not even dare to cheer for their player, afraid it would affect the tense atmosphere of the competition.
The third-ranked player in the club had a serious expression on his face. His eyes were focused, and he ran actively. His attacks were fast and ruthless. He was no longer as calm as he had been at the beginning. Everyone could tell that he was going all out.
Another 10 minutes passed. The score ended with 14:12. Alaric won.
Alaric grinned broadly, slowly bending down before falling backward. He lay on the ground with his limbs spread, closed his eyes, and muttered, "It feels so good. I really want to play so well every day."
Josie ran over, about to cry. "Alaric, what's wrong? Please don't die."
Athena made a face. "Don't worry. He's just too tired and wants to sleep." She also bent down and took out a towel from her bag to wipe Alaric's sweat.
The club members patted the third-ranked player's shoulder with a complicated expression and comforted him, "You're just careless. If you play him again, you won't lose."
However, the third-ranked player shook his head. "Didn't you notice? He played from ten in the morning to ten at night. Moreover, it was one against nine. It's not luck that he won this round."
Everyone was silent. They thought, 'That is right. We are professional players. What is there to be happy about if we ended up with such results after playing nine against one?'
At the same time, a young girl dressed in sports attire stood in the corner of the spectators' seats. She made a call and said excitedly, "Mr. Lowrey, I've got someone to recommend to you."
Alaric was in high spirits. He was even more energetic than in the morning. It was as if his nap had replenished his energy.
On the opponent's side, the first player to play in the afternoon lost, either because he did not rest well or because he was careless. His stamina and condition were not good.
"Great!" Alaric waved his racket excitedly and ran around the court. He even did a very cool backflip. His roar resounded throughout the indoor stadium. "I won. I'm indeed the best."
Josie also jumped around, clapping. "Alaric, you're the best. You're so cool!"
The professional players were speechless. They lost because they were too tired from traveling. They had rushed to Kitmore City late last night and did not rest well, which was why they lost this match. They thought, 'This kid was just lucky. How can he be so happy after winning a match? He'll probably cry soon.'
They did not underestimate their opponent. The three players who went up next played very seriously and defeated Alaric with a large advantage.
However, not only did Alaric not cry, he became more and more courageous and excited as he continued. He wiped the sweat off his face and smiled like a battle-happy tiger. "You guys played really well. I like it. Who's next? Step up now. If I don't win a round, I won't go back tonight."
The players laughed. The final opponent was the third seed of the club. He was ranked in the top 30 in the country, and his standards were on another level compared to them. They didn't think Alaric could ever win against him.
At this moment, Athena shouted again, "It's already past six p.m. Let's eat first. After eating, we'll play the last game."
The players, who had made so much money, were not in a hurry at all. They laughed and said, "Lad, eat slowly to replenish your strength. Only then will you have a chance of winning."
Alaric clenched his fists and said proudly, "Your standards have pushed me to my best. I will definitely win the last round."
The players laughed again.
At eight o'clock in the evening. the indoor court was brightly lit. Not only were the players present, but the club staff also came to watch. They had planned to go for a feast together after the game to celebrate their huge winnings.
Alaric's eyes were blazing, but there was also a sharpness and resoluteness in his eyes. His aura burned defiantly. He was determined to win.
In comparison, the last opponent was much calmer.
The club did not doubt that the difference in skill and experience between the two sides was so great that their player could win the match very quickly.
However, the development of the competition far exceeded everyone's expectations.
A match consisted of three rounds. Alaric won the second round with a score of 7:5 after losing the first round, to everyone's shock.
In the third round, Alaric was like a lunatic who was not afraid of anything. It was as though he never felt exhausted and only knew to run and chase after the tennis ball with all his might. He fought harder and better than any of the previous rounds.
Those with discerning eyes could tell that Alaric had improved with every match and was constantly becoming stronger. It was the same with superheroes. Whenever they were almost defeated by their enemies and close to death, they would suddenly have an outburst of strength and become better than before.
The scores went from 5:5, 6:6... all the way to 10:10, 11:11.
Other than the calm Athena and the confused Josie, everyone was stunned. They did not even dare to cheer for their player, afraid it would affect the tense atmosphere of the competition.
The third-ranked player in the club had a serious expression on his face. His eyes were focused, and he ran actively. His attacks were fast and ruthless. He was no longer as calm as he had been at the beginning. Everyone could tell that he was going all out.
Another 10 minutes passed. The score ended with 14:12. Alaric won.
Alaric grinned broadly, slowly bending down before falling backward. He lay on the ground with his limbs spread, closed his eyes, and muttered, "It feels so good. I really want to play so well every day."
Josie ran over, about to cry. "Alaric, what's wrong? Please don't die."
Athena made a face. "Don't worry. He's just too tired and wants to sleep." She also bent down and took out a towel from her bag to wipe Alaric's sweat.
The club members patted the third-ranked player's shoulder with a complicated expression and comforted him, "You're just careless. If you play him again, you won't lose."
However, the third-ranked player shook his head. "Didn't you notice? He played from ten in the morning to ten at night. Moreover, it was one against nine. It's not luck that he won this round."
Everyone was silent. They thought, 'That is right. We are professional players. What is there to be happy about if we ended up with such results after playing nine against one?'
At the same time, a young girl dressed in sports attire stood in the corner of the spectators' seats. She made a call and said excitedly, "Mr. Lowrey, I've got someone to recommend to you."
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