Chapter 847 High morale
The fifth day of competition, the third round.
It is still the Hisense Arena, it is still the last game, it is still the Australian local opponents, it is still facing the home momentum that fills the entire stadium, it is still the mixture of massive cheering and boos, it is still the collision of noise and clamor, it is still the routine that has been taken for granted since the start of the game.
Gawain is running wildly.
Running horizontally from the left side of the baseline to the right side, hot sweat splashed everywhere, exploding in the golden sunlight, blooming like a flower.
Sprint! Sprint with all your strength! However, it was still just a little short, and it was too late.
The return ball from Tomic hit a small skateboard, which not only successfully unloaded the force but also had almost no bounce after landing; it also had a slight external rotation, and continued to rush outward after rebounding. Even though Gawain was riding on the Hot Wheels, he was still half a step short.
Then, he pushed off with his left leg and slid his body out directly, with his legs split apart. His whole body was stretched to the extreme, like a roc spreading its wings. His right hand tightly grasped the racket, which became a part of his body, extending outward.
Squeak! The sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the rubber floor was trembling slightly, but Gawain's upper body was already parallel to the ground, his legs were almost in a split position, his right hand holding the racket at the limit, lightly tapping and hooking.
Chop! And then... I caught it!
Unbelievably, Gawain completed an incredible defense, so much so that the commentators in the studio couldn't help but gasp, but no one spoke, just staring at every move on the court with wide eyes: straight line!
In the extreme situation where his body had lost its position and his feet had lost their center of gravity, Gao Wen made full use of the cutting action and cut out a straight line.
In a flash, the wrist wrap and the feel of the ball were fully displayed.
but!
Tomic's footsteps had already reached the baseline, and with a big step he had already arrived at the correct position, with his two-handed backhand already waiting on Gawain's return line.
In fact, Tomic was a little lazy, his footwork was not adjusted properly, and his knees did not completely lower the center of gravity, so that the hitting point was not accurate; but Tomic's touch talent is very good, even if the timing of hitting the ball is a little lacking, he can rely on his touch to complete the control.
Grab a rising point and hit it lightly.
state.
The sound of the ball hitting the ball is not crisp, but the hitting time is further compressed, and then you can see the tennis ball rushing easily in the diagonal direction.
Light and fast, like a hummingbird.
Across the court, the pace was lightning fast.
With a kick and a rush, his calves instantly burst out with incredible energy. In the previous second, he was doing splits to save the ball, and in the next second he was moving sideways with all his strength. His entire reaction speed was even before Tomic hit the ball. His footsteps were dazzling, and he sprinted to the position like a tornado.
Sprint with all your strength.
From one endpoint to another and then back to the previous endpoint, the bottom line moves back and forth, and you can see a series of afterimages.
Tap. Tap.
The crisp footsteps sounded like dancing on the water, soft and agile, and then Gawain arrived on horseback.
Backhand, cutting.
The footwork has still reached the extreme, but the hitting point is too late, there is no space to swing the racket, so the two-handed backhand is cut and transitioned in a hurry.
This time, a diagonal cut was made, but there was something mysterious hidden:
Gao Wen deliberately cut a mid-court ball that was neither too long nor too short, and the ball landed near the bottom line of the opposite service area, just like fishing to hook Tomic.
really!
Tomic, who had already reached the baseline with his feet in the previous beat, stepped directly to the midfield without any doubt, and was ready to attack with a two-handed backhand.
Wait, backspin?
Tomic immediately noticed the trick behind Gawain's return, but he never bent his knees and squatted down. With a height of 196 cm, it was a little difficult for him to handle the ball below the knees.
However, this is not a problem at all.
After hitting the ball lightly with controlled landing points for two consecutive shots, Tomic suddenly exerted force as he rushed forward to the net, directly increasing his speed and strength.
The two-handed backhand was solid and heavy, like a baseball home run, hitting the tennis ball back hard.
Slash.
Tomic noticed Gawain's position. After running back and forth between the two ends of the baseline, this time, he pretended to move two steps toward his forehand but turned around and returned to the backhand position, that is, to defend against Tomic's diagonal shot. The entire tactical purpose became very clear.
This cutting backspin shot is to lure Tomic to return a diagonal shot, because a strong backspin shot returned in a straight line will easily go into the net.
Tomic had seen through the tactical layout, but he did not change anything. He still firmly chose the diagonal line and did not even squat down his knees.
Bang! The speed increased significantly, the power and speed were improved to a higher level, and the whole rhythm of the shot was immediately different.
Tennis, return the same way.
In the blink of an eye, it was already in front of Gawain.
tread.
Push off the ground, move sideways, brake, and return to position.
The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!
Gao Wen was about to defend his forehand but suddenly stopped and turned back to his backhand move. He was back to the position smoothly without spending too much effort.
Then, we waited for Tomic’s ball.
quick.
Fast and heavy.
Moreover, Tomic's shot also contained a trap. It was also a backspin ball, which landed low and flat, and went towards Gawain's position.
Obviously, this is a ball that is suitable for hitting diagonally, with speed, power and spin suppression, all of which are the same.
Therefore, Tomic has quickly come to the net and is in front of the net, ready to block Gao Wen's diagonal return and form further pressure directly in front of the net.
So, how did Gawain choose?
Bend your knees, press the center of gravity of the whole body completely downward, lead the racket early with both hands to backhand, and move forward fully and firmly, with the racket head lifted directly.
Rub, rub, rub, rub. At this moment, you can deeply feel the sound of the tennis ball rubbing against the racket strings. It becomes stronger and stronger due to the increase in swing speed. It seems as if you can see sparks blooming in the sun. Then, the tennis ball has already flown out.
"ah!"
Along with a roar that erupted from deep within Gawain's Dantian, a thrilling curve was outlined: a straight line.
A straight line, running at full speed along the edge, crossing the sky, is breathtaking.
Tomic stood in front of the net, without even making any movement, just watching the tennis ball break through and pass through his right side like a sword.
Break the air!
Falling!
Land!
Within the boundaries.
"Game, high..."
At the end of the game, Gao Wen seized the first match point and won the victory with an unparalleled performance. He won another game and advanced to the fourth round.
After hitting the ball, Gawain did not celebrate. Instead, he stood up, held his head high, straightened his back, and raised his right index finger to make a "1" gesture. He looked at the whole audience with a burning gaze, and raised his right hand high up, his eyes burning: Who else? Who else is calling? Who else is interfering? Who else dares to challenge? Who else! His blazing fighting spirit, like a bloody god of war, was fully open! Sweeping the enemy! (End of this chapter)