Chapter 234 Anaerobic State
Speed, got it.
The power is there.
Angle, too.
Kokkinakis' serve on match point seemed to have all the elements, so what else was there for?
But the problem is that Kokkinakis is not a big server, and his advantages in speed and power are not obvious. At the end of the second set, he was physically constrained and his serve quality declined significantly. Even though he used all his strength in the last two points, the quality of his serve was still limited.
Speed, almost.
Strength, almost.
Angle, a little different.
Such a flat serve has limited pressure on Gao Wen, especially when the serve line and landing point have been predicted by Gao Wen.
Then, you can see Gao Wen's body continuously jumping in place, his reaction speed, his toes lightly jumping and bouncing, his body nimbly jumping out a step, turning his body sideways, leading the racket to the forehand in advance, his forearms swinging quickly, and his body strength being transmitted from the soles of his feet like a spring.
With one swing! With one flick! Kokkinakis' powerful serve was directly knocked back, like a skateboard, using the force to pull a small diagonal line from the center of the court and quickly flew towards Kokkinakis' left backhand.
Ah! Kokkinakis let out a strange cry. It was obvious that Gawain had caught him off guard. His reaction was a little slow, and he couldn't help but exclaim.
But he also maintained a high level of concentration on the match point, and his reflexes were very quick. With a bounce step, his body flew to his left side.
There was no time to lead the racket for the two-handed backhand, but Kokkinakis took advantage of his excellent physical fitness and relied on the strength of his upper limbs to forcefully twist the two-handed backhand. Not only did he push the tennis ball back, but he also used the strength of his wrist to quickly flick it away at the moment of the racket.
Change line!
It was really unreasonable! In such a passive situation, he still forced the line to change, and he had changed the line more than once today. It was obvious that he was bullying Gao Wen's return ball and could not effectively suppress it. He interrupted the rhythm of the game as he pleased, which really made Gao Wen suffer:
Because it is unpredictable and has no rules, you have no idea when it will change course.
This time, it is no exception.
Whoosh.
Whoosh.
Gawain's attention was highly focused. He immediately realized that Kokkinakis had suddenly changed lanes. He supported the ground with his left leg and pushed hard. Then he braked suddenly. His calf muscles exploded completely. He could even feel his muscles bursting. His body melted in the strong wind and rushed out at lightning speed.
Tap tap.
Tap tap.
The soles of my feet had already started to burn and my speed had reached its limit, but I could still clearly feel that I couldn't catch up. My feet couldn't catch up with the flying speed of the tennis ball.
Big stride!
Big stride!
Gawain's forward steps had already completely leaped up, and the powerful force hit the ground fiercely. He could clearly feel the fierce reaction force rushing towards him, and his entire internal organs were rolling violently, as if the world was falling apart, and the gold, blue and green colors all became a chaotic mass that rushed towards him.
Ah! Almost! Just a little bit!
Faster! Faster! Run! Sprint! Stretch!
Gawain stepped on the Hot Wheels with both feet and threw his body out with all his strength, his eyes fixed on the mustard yellow light and shadow flying fast in the air. Under the inertia of full speed, his upper body was completely extended, and his whole body was like a bow stretched to the extreme, containing infinite energy.
Arrived.
Just before the tennis ball is about to exceed the body's receiving point, the footsteps have barely arrived.
Step! His right leg slammed into the ground like a spear, firmly stabilizing his body. Under extreme conditions, he drew the racket early.
Even in such a difficult situation, Gao Wen still did not prepare to slice, but was ready to lead the racket and hit the ball.
Swing! Turn! Send the racket!
Just as the racket was about to touch the tennis ball, Gao Wen's wrist accelerated instantly, and the speed of the racket head increased to a new level. He relied entirely on the power of his arm to complete the shot, and took advantage of the situation to transform all the inertia of his body forward into added power.
Ah...Ahhhh!
Gawain could clearly feel all the strength in his body being released and attached to the tennis ball. The more difficult it was, the more he needed to hit the ball to the extreme. Only in this way could he suppress his opponent. The burning feeling deep in his soul had completely burst out.
Then--
A super large diagonal, forty-five-degree oblique line flies from one vertex to another, across the entire field.
Like a sword drawn from its sheath.
Bang! The crisp sound of the ball hitting the ball echoed over the court. Everyone's eyes were focused on the small tennis ball, staring at it with bated breath. They could faintly hear the brief silence after the rough breathing was cut off.
but!
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Kokkinakis has arrived early——
Even if Gawain could complete the shot, the extreme position just now had already pushed Gawain to the limit. There was no space to return the ball, and the diagonal line was the only route. The most he could do was to deepen the landing point and limit Kokkinakis's swing space, but that was all.
Naturally, Kokkinakis' defense, or the next attack, can be in place in advance.
It was also because he arrived in time that Kokkinakis bought enough time. His feet were rooted in the ground like a big tree, his forehand was fully swung in a circle, and the trajectory of the racket was full and complete. He grabbed the rising point of the tennis ball early, and the whole person took off into the air, hammering it down hard from top to bottom.
Snap. Snap.
You can even hear the sound of bones cracking and muscles bursting—
straight line!
For the second consecutive shot, it was Kokkinakis who changed the line first, disrupting the inertial line layout during the attack, seizing the initiative, and forming suppression one step ahead.
Boom! The tennis ball dived into the "underground" like a torpedo, as if it had blasted a big hole in the tennis court, and it shot out in a straight line.
Huh! The stands could clearly hear people gasping in shock, because Kokkinakis hit the ball with all his might, it was too hard and too fast. From the moment he shot, it was clear that Kokkinakis was going for the winning point, ready to kill Gawain with one shot and put an end to the game.
Could it be that Kokkinakis will win the game on the first match point ?
Buzz.
A low commotion could be heard at the scene. People were cheering for Kokkinakis, feeling sorry for Gawain, and applauding the shot. The bustling sound surged in the air, and the hot air continued to explode, but it soon calmed down.
Because, the ball has not yet been dead.
Gawain was still running and defending.
Involuntarily, the audience who had exclaimed forced themselves to close their mouths, falling into a state of near suffocation, staring at Gawain's figure: rushing like lightning.
Running at full speed.
Concentrating on running without oxygen, Gao Wen's mind was clear, his lungs were burning, his legs were pushing the ground, and he didn't think about match point or victory. His eyes were fixed on the tennis ball, with only one thought in mind: how to save the ball? How to defend? And how to counterattack?
This point was not over yet, and the light and shadow from all over the world poured down on Gawain like a torrential rain.
Third update.
(End of this chapter)