Chapter 837: Inside the Five Finger Mountain

"Focus! Tanasi, concentrate!"

“You can do it!”

"The guy across the court, who's nothing, you can beat him. You can!"

"concentrated!"

"At least get one point first. You can always get one point, right? You can hit the ball, right? You won't forget how to hit the ball, right?"

“It shouldn’t be.”

"You should crush him, you should crush him like an ant, you should step on him, you should know your own abilities!"

"He didn't even hit a first serve, and several of his serves were second serves. How could he not be able to receive them? You should burst out with energy and directly kill his second serve. Kill it hard!"

"Start with receiving the serve. Receive the serve first! Then, take it step by step!"

Koggenakis kept clenching his fists, cheering himself up, taking a deep breath, taking another deep breath, regaining his confidence, and then returning to the bottom line.

Catch the ball accurately.

tread.

Tap tap.

Koggenakis tiptoed and swayed his body, trying to find his own rhythm in batting.

District 2.

Inner angle.

Guessed it right! The calf muscles suddenly burst out with energy, and the body jumped out directly. The forehand made a small lead, and the forearm whipped quickly like a whip. The power exploded instantly, and I could even clearly feel the impact of the forearm muscles exploding inch by inch, and the blood began to boil.

Bang! A push, a hit! Accurate!

finally!

Koginakis finally found his feel for the ball on his fourth serve.

In fact, so far, Gao Wen's first serve success rate in this serving game is average, with two first serves and two second serves, and the overall serving quality is average.

Just like in Doha, the adjustment of the serving action has basically been completed, but he still hasn’t fully adapted and is a little unstable.

But Koggenakis had been too impatient and too eager, and he had never received the serve well. Now, facing the first serve, he finally received a high-quality return.

whoosh.

The tennis ball turned into a streak of light and shot out in the direction of the reverse diagonal line.

pretty!

Koggenakis aimed his shots at the backhand position behind Gawain, trying his best to suppress him. As long as the ball landed deep enough, Gawain, who had just served, would not be able to stretch out his swing and it would be difficult for him to complete a complete backhand shot. The best case scenario was that he could barely block the shot.

Then, Koggenakis immediately entered the baseline——

Instead of going to the net, he created pressure in the midfield area within the baseline.

really!

Gawain was in a very, very awkward situation. He didn't even have time to swing his racket for a two-handed backhand and barely managed to block the ball with his feet. The arc of the tennis ball immediately went high up. One could even see that Gawain's center of gravity was unstable. He took small steps to adjust his center of gravity and tried to defend in the chaos.

Chance!

Koggenakis looked determined, taking small steps to adjust his position, approaching little by little, without rushing, but waiting for the tennis ball to land before hitting it.

This type of shot is more stable than a volley smash and is more suitable for exerting force.

Push off the ground! Turn! Hammer!

Ah! This time, Koginakis's footsteps were completely stable, and the entire hitting action was done in one go, with full force. You could even see the tennis ball being compressed to the extreme and then released again, with the power and speed being pushed to the extreme in an instant.

Backslash, still a backslash, repeated landing point, turning back, Koginakis aimed hard at Gawain's backhand hammer.

Tennis ball, turned into bullet.

And what about across the court?

After taking a series of small steps to adjust his center of gravity, Gawain stared at Koginakis intently. He could tell the ball's hitting line from Koginakis's sideways movements.

A pause and a kick.

The body has already sprinted horizontally to the left, taking small steps quickly and steadily, with no intention of retreating or avoiding, and he leads the racket early with both hands backhand.

Turn around! Send it!

Then you can see that Gao Wen's racket head speed instantly increases to a higher level, and the flexibility of his wrist completely wraps around the tennis ball and pushes it quickly.

Use the opponent’s force to counter attack!

Although Koginakis exerted all his strength, there was no sign of Gawain struggling. With just a push and a push, he easily completed the shot with a two-handed backhand.

As fast as lightning!

Bang! The tennis ball rushed out even faster and more violently.

straight line!

Gao Wen made an accurate prediction in advance, stepped into the right position in time, and boldly and carefully pushed out a straight line, soaring straight along the sideline.

Defensive counterattack!

At this time, Koggenakis was standing in his backhand position, and the entire right half of the court had been cleared, with large areas of space waiting for an attack.

Koggenakis didn't even have time to push off the ground or react before the tennis ball flew out and disappeared in an instant.

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What...what happened?

The smile on Kokkinakis's lips froze, and he had the winning point in his hands, but how did the situation turn around?

Receive serve, no problem.

Connecting the offense, no problem.

Line selection, no problem.

There was nothing wrong with it, and the power, speed and landing point were all executed as he had imagined, which was perfect. He already had an absolute advantage, but why didn't he score any points?

"Game, high."

The referee has announced the score, "2:0", in the first set, Gao Wen is easily leading.

Subconsciously, Koginakis turned his head to look at the other side of the court, and then he saw -

Gawain, still didn't celebrate.

To be precise, Gao Wen was walking towards the caddy on the sidelines, asking for a towel to wipe his sweat, but as soon as he took the towel, he found that he was not sweating at all, so he did not wipe the sweat, but handed the towel back to the caddy, and even smiled to express his apology.

Koggenakis felt that he had suffered a critical hit of 100,000 points. Was that guy looking down on him?

Boom! In an instant, the strings of reason broke, and before Koginakis could react, he threw the racket directly to the ground.

Is that guy ignoring him? He muttered something.

"Grass."

"Hahahahahahahaha."

Who could tell him what was going on? What had just happened? Even though he had anticipated the difficulties, things were still different from what he had imagined.

Nothing is ever the same.

Koggenakis couldn't figure it out.

To be precise, it has only been five minutes from the start of the game to now, but everything happened so fast that there was no time to breathe.

Judging from Kogiinakis' own playing style, he actually likes fast-paced games. Regardless of winning or losing, he has to set the whole tempo high and sweep away everything in its path like a whirlwind. If he gets stuck in a tug-of-war, he will feel very uncomfortable, as if his whole body is crawling with lice.

But today, it feels different.

The tempo was faster, which was exactly what he liked; but Koggenakis was still feeling awkward, no matter how he hit the ball it seemed wrong, and he was two games behind inexplicably, but his head was still a mess.

"Wake up, Tanasi!"

Koggenakis clenched his right fist and hit his head hard, hoping to wake up more.

However……

Obviously, Koginakis still couldn't think clearly. The whole game was like a bullet train, whizzing past and rushing forward.

He didn't know how to slow down the pace, and Gawain deliberately increased the tempo of the game, and things got out of control.

(End of this chapter)