Chapter 91: No mercy
Pushing off the ground! Flying!
Swinging arms! Hooking wrists!
When Gawain threw himself out, the core strength of his waist and abdomen controlled his body balance, and all the movements were done in one go while suspended in the air.
The right forearm swung at full speed like a whip.
At this point, the lower limb strength and waist and abdominal strength are no longer able to complete the swing of the racket, and can only rely purely on upper limb strength - especially the right arm strength to complete the hitting action, which also means that it is crucial to keep the upper body stable; and at the last moment of the shot, the wrist and palm also make a subtle adjustment: no rotation, no insurance, no pulling the ball, but a full swing downward.
Like a baseball home run.
But the difference is that baseball is hit with all your might toward the outfield, even with anti-aircraft guns; tennis is hit toward the ground on the other side of the ball, feeling the pull of gravity like Mars hitting the Earth.
Whoosh!
You can even hear the sound of violent wind from the rapid arm swing. At the moment of the shot, the force of the collision between the tennis ball and the racket explodes to a new extreme, so that the surging emotions and energy in the chest also burst out along with the force movement.
"ah."
“Ahhhh!”
Shoot! Throw! At the moment of shooting, the body also freed itself from the restraint of gravity and threw it directly out, rushing forward with the inertia of the force, the balance was completely broken, the center of gravity was completely destroyed; however, the sight was still firmly locked on the flight trajectory of the tennis ball, and the attention reached an unprecedented concentration.
whoosh.
The tennis ball felt the power of the wrist at the last moment of the shot, and changed its flight trajectory from a large diagonal line to a straight line that flew straight past.
Sacramento took a risky move and sent a super long outside corner shot with reduced power in a tie situation, challenging Gao Wen's serve prediction and extreme receiving ability.
Bang! Gao Wen also used the same method to fight back, taking advantage of the serve that was weak in speed and power, and forced the ball to change the line when receiving the serve, hitting it back flat.
Boom! The two of them collided! At this moment, Gawain's feet regained their stability amidst the chaos. He pushed the ground with his right calf to make an emergency brake. He could feel the friction burning on the sole of his foot, but he could no longer care.
The next second, he pushed the ground hard with his right thigh, and the reaction force of the ground pushed his body to move horizontally to the left with all his strength, returning to the court, finding the batting position that he was forced to lose, and preparing for Saramento's next return shot.
Completely forget myself.
Wow! The audience in the stands on the same side of the stadium saw Gawain reappear in their sight, and they couldn't help but exclaimed, but their breath was immediately cut off -
Sacramento!
The tennis ball turned into a ball of light and shadow at an incredible speed, flying at high speed like a cannonball, passing over the fixed posts on both sides of the net, drawing a flight path like a knife blade, cutting back into the court from outside the court, and in a flash it hit the large triangle between the serving area and the baseline.
Hardly.
Cruelly.
Hotly.
Standing in the middle of the court ready to hit the ball at any time, Sacramento was shocked because Gawain actually received the tennis ball, and even more so because of Gawain's choice of return -
It was not a relatively easy and relatively inertial diagonal line, but a straight line drawn under extreme conditions. It was bold and adventurous enough to completely break the imagination; and the speed and power of the ball had been fully utilized. The flat ball without rotation really created the effect of a cannonball and smashed over.
Oops.
Before the thought could even come to mind, his feet had already quickly run towards his backhand position.
Although Saramento had returned to his position in advance and prepared, he predicted a diagonal return with his center of gravity slightly biased towards his forehand. As a result, Gawain made a straight line shot from a high point on his forehand, which was a very rare shot line choice in this game. Saramento's start was slightly slower.
Bang.
Bang! In just a short period of time, the tennis ball has already landed, bounced, and soared, directly hitting the backboard at the back of the court, forming a dead ball.
Sacramento was still running, with his racket outstretched, but he was still a step too slow.
"First, Gao!"
The referee announced the score directly.
“Ahhh! Ahhhh!”
Gao Wen was running back quickly. After making sure that he had hit a winning point, he clenched his fists and roared towards the other side of the court like an angry lion.
This match was so depressing and absurd. Not only was Gawain the weaker side and needed to challenge his opponent, but Saramento's entanglement was really uncomfortable. He couldn't break through the defense and couldn't score the winning points. The score went back and forth, and the consumption of physical strength and energy was huge.
Until now, facing extreme difficulties, Gao Wen finally completed a fatal counterattack again, and got the third break point of this game with the winning point, and the emotions accumulated in his chest were immediately released.
"Go! Brown bear! Go!"
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The home crowd was also boiling with excitement. The cheers poured down like a torrential rain, rushing across the entire stadium, stirring up waves of heat. One could even feel the hot sweat slowly sliding down their cheeks, as if the air was boiling.
On the other side of the court, Sacramento was also venting his emotions, "Ah!" He expressed his strong dissatisfaction with himself.
The sneak attack on serve failed to completely fool Gao Wen; the subsequent defense misjudged the line of Gao Wen's return ball, which led to Gao Wen completing a "return serve ACE" and getting another break point.
Saramento's frustration and anger also reached a peak, especially under the stimulation of Gawain's roar, his blood began to boil.
It wasn't just the two players. Inside the stadium, the fans of the Bruins and Trojans also started a tit-for-tat collision of voices. When Sacramento missed five break points and ended up giving way to Gawain for the third time, the first set ushered in the most tense and exciting moment.
One point may determine the outcome of the first set.
"nice shot!"
“It’s a really good shot!”
In the live broadcast room, Sampras also gave Gawain a round of applause with all his heart.
"When receiving the serve, Gao Wen maintained a high level of concentration from the moment he predicted it. Even though his whole body had lost balance, he remained absolutely calm in his approach to the ball and his return line. He did it without mercy. His courage was truly eye-opening."
Sofar also nodded repeatedly to show his agreement.
"When we saw this matchup, everyone was expecting a great match, but I'm afraid none of us expected it to be so intense and exciting. Both players gave invaluable performances."
"Sacramento, who has maintained a slight advantage so far, is now in trouble again. He needs to face the third set point. Let's see how he will deal with it."
"At the same time, Gao Wen has missed two chances to win the first set. It will be interesting to see what he will do in the third chance."
(End of this chapter)