Chapter 1428: Hand-to-hand combat
Courage, determination, courage——
At the crucial moment and the crucial score, Nadal once again demonstrated his giant style, and also showed the profound foundation of the King of Roland Garros.
During these twenty minutes, physical strength was undoubtedly a key word. Nadal, who had never adjusted to his best condition, was dragged into the quagmire; coupled with the improvement in Gawain's condition, the confrontation between the two sides was broken. Nadal, who had originally had the upper hand, was pushed to the edge of the cliff in a blink of an eye, and the outcome of the second set was in jeopardy.
Nadal is also deeply aware of this. The tug-of-war in the baseline rounds may be disadvantageous to him, so he has been trying to change the rhythm and tactics, and fully transform the diversity of the clay into his advantage.
This shot——
In fact, Gawain was forced to cut with his forehand, and Nadal had arrived in time at the backhand position and was ready to attack, but Nadal knew that his current attack would hardly break through Gawain's defense, so he boldly changed his hitting method when he had an absolute advantage.
Slice, backspin, small ball.
Nadal's hitting technique was very secretive. Even though Gawain was highly focused, he didn't react until the moment Nadal made the shot.
At this point, it can be seen again that Gao Wen still has not fully understood the clay court, at least from the perspective of tactical layout and changes, he has not been able to fully and deeply understand it. Small ball tactics are a very important variable in the clay court, but now young players are used to standing at the baseline. Even if they have such awareness in their minds, they will inevitably ignore it in actual games.
Oops!
Push and stop.
A pause and a kick.
He exerted force with his calves twice in succession, the first time to brake and the second time to start the car. Although Gawain's conditioned reflex was very quick, he was still a little slow. He was already passive, and now he was even more hasty.
Push off the ground and sprint.
He ran wildly without thinking about anything else.
Nadal cleverly chose a diagonal shot. Gawain was originally moving to the left, but he had to make a small turn and sprint diagonally upward to the right again. The sharp turn was almost a drifting route.
The entire audience held their breath, and all eyes were on Gawain, watching that figure transform into a phantom, stirring up billowing waves of air, running wildly and burning all the way, refusing to give up and fighting to the end.
Uncontrollably, my blood started to boil.
One step, one push.
Gawain's body had already glided out, and he slid again and again.
ah.
Ahhhh.
Ahhhh…
His body had been stretched to the extreme, and he stretched forward with the racket in his right hand, staring at the tennis ball intently, observing its rotation carefully.
Nadal cut a strong downward spin, and after bouncing off the ground, the ball fell rapidly at multiple times the speed, as if the tennis ball could no longer withstand the force of gravity and was spinning at high speed to embrace the earth.
Light and heavy.
These two contradictory states are cleverly condensed in this one shot. The line, landing point, rotation, force unloading, etc. are all excellent. Maybe it is not perfect, but it has indeed reached a new level.
Ah! Gawain, his little universe was burning, but his mind was clear.
The racket moved forward, forward, and forward again. The legs were already split to the extreme, cutting into the small gap between the tennis ball and the ground as thin as a cicada's wing.
Just lightly pick it up and wipe it with the strength of your wrist.
Buzz...
There was a slight vibration from the racket strings, and the tennis ball flew out directly.
Dancing lightly and gracefully, it is like the slowly falling feathers in "Forrest Gump", soaring in the golden sunshine, full of uncertainty.
bass.
He paused, supported the ground with one hand, used the power of Dantian and the toughness of waist and abdomen, and forced himself to jump up, returning to a standing position from the splits. Although his center of gravity was still shaking, his attention was always on observing the flight of the tennis ball and Nadal's position.
The tennis ball flew along a diagonal line towards the deep backhand area where Nadal was.
Nadal had just taken two steps towards the forehand position when he pulled back in the blink of an eye. He was about to move to the net but because of Gawain's save, he retreated back to the baseline again. His eyes were extremely focused.
Gao Wen's return ball seemed light, but in fact it had an uncertain rotation. It was probably because the final save failed to hit the sweet spot, and the force was uneven, so that the rotation became erratic.
So Nadal did not rush to the net, but retreated to the baseline.
The tennis ball spins, flies, and then... falls quickly into the deep baseline.
Although he did not hit the line, he was not far away. The landing point was controlled very deeply. Nadal did not step back enough and was squeezed. The advantage he originally had was halved in an instant.
What to do? In a flash, Nadal made a large arc upward motion with his backhand. Facing the squeeze and impact of the rebounding ball near his feet, he gave up the method of forcing the ball to break the net and chose to lob the ball over the top.
There are many routes and ways to break the net. No one stipulates that you must choose to use force to hit the ball. It is also a common method to break the net by using small balls, high balls, cutting, close range, rotation, etc., and the effect is excellent.
Just like now——
While being squeezed, Nadal relied entirely on his wrist and the feel of the ball to lift the tennis ball high, completely ignoring the 193-centimeter giant standing in front of the net, and his control of the arc of the ball was excellent.
Gao Wen, retreat, retreat again.
Originally, Gao Wen was planning to move forward and put pressure on the player near the net; however, he was forced to retreat before he could even take a step.
Retreat and observe.
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Gao Wen raised his head and stared at the flight trajectory of the tennis ball, then used his peripheral vision to judge the spatial position of the entire court and immediately realized the danger.
If he continues to retreat, he will have to go back to the baseline and start again, and Nadal, who is eyeing him on the other side of the court, will definitely not miss the opportunity.
He needs to try and make the interception in the midfield.
Keep your eyes and ears open, make a judgement about your position, the position of the tennis ball and the space on the court, and take the risk to jump before continuing to retreat.
Push off the ground and jump.
Lean back and extend.
Like pulling an onion in dry land, the body is fully stretched out, relying on the strength of the waist and abdomen to complete the backward movement, with the upper body opened in an arc of 165 degrees, waiting to be intercepted on the falling arc of the tennis ball.
Then.
The core strength is released instantly, and the body folds up like a spring, relying entirely on the strength of the upper limbs to complete the downward pressure. The right hand swings in a circle to complete a large windmill turn, accompanied by a roar from deep in the dantian.
Ah! Hit the ball!
Press down!
shrink!
Make an effort!
From the waist to the arms, he exploded while suspended in the air, swung his arms out with all his strength, and then he felt the infusion and release of power, followed by a roar.
Ahhh! Straight line.
high pressure.
The tennis ball hit Nadal's forehand gap hard and hammered straight down.
The air was rolling and the sky was filled with smoke and dust.
Nadal, looking at the ball with regret, unable to turn the tide——
Sudden, violent, decisive and resolute.
With his absolutely strong attitude, Gawain instantly overturned the rhythm and balance of the confrontation between the two people, and his unreasonable outburst directly cut off all follow-up.
Land and score.
Taking inventory, he appeared again, and this time it belonged to Gawain! He landed, clenched his fist, and raised it high. In the billowing smoke and dust, Gawain looked like a killing god, with overwhelming momentum!
(End of this chapter)