"ah!"

Istomin chose to give it a go and tried to break the net in a straight line.

"Ahhh!"

Istomin watched helplessly as the tennis ball broke loose and deviated from the track. His swing speed was still not fast enough. Before the forehand had time to fully close the racket, the tennis ball had already rebounded, out of control of the racket face, and finally the racket head had no time to retract. The tennis ball has already flown out.

If the closing action is incomplete, then the straight line cannot be brought back into the bounds.

The principle is that simple.

Embarrassed, annoyed, depressed, and aggrieved and angry.

Istomin could no longer control himself and let out a roar.

Accompanied by the sound, the tennis ball went out of bounds, and it wasn't a star and a half, it was a whole forearm's distance out of bounds, even closer to the doubles sideline.

"40:30".

Gawain, get game point—

The audience is turbulent!

In this point, Istomin was aggressive, playing very vigorously from the moment he received the serve, and firmly took the initiative, but Gao Wen not only formed a frontal confrontation, but also found gaps to break the balance and outwit the game.

A layman watching the excitement, Tong Kexin was amazed again and again, "Gao Wen relied on the net with the ball to create pressure, forcing Istomin to make a mistake and score a point."

Experts look at the doorway, while Xu Yang grasps the key points, "Gao Wen's tactical layout is getting smoother and smoother. It can be seen that he has adapted a lot."

On that side, Istomin was a little irritable, but his fighting spirit was still burning.

In this compartment, Gao Wen stood firm and was fully alert, ready to continue serving.

Second District.

Gao Wen tried to sneak attack the inner corner, but this time he hit the net and failed.

The anxiety and tension at the critical moment can be seen. Istomin's serve was hit head-on in the previous point, and Gao Wen also felt the pressure. This point hoped to increase the power of the serve, but the pressure was too strong and he fell off the net. The battle of coming and going is filled with invisible swords and swords.

Second serve.

up close.

The current Istomin is like a fighting fish. Any sign of trouble will strike violently. He is blind and paranoid but cannot be underestimated. He tries to regain the state of full firepower and break the balance again.

Therefore, choosing close for the second serve is a restriction.

However, Istomin still found a way. Relying on his upper body leaning back, he slapped the skateboard with his forehand, and attacked with his hand relentlessly.

Power, not much.

Speed, average.

But the victory lies in the close connection and suddenness. A small diagonal line drilled towards the small triangle area on the bottom line of Gao Wen's left service area. After landing, the angle was directly torn apart, which was amazing.

Gao Wen is indeed in a bit of a panic—

His footsteps were staggering, the center of gravity was bumpy, and he was barely in place, but he found that the bounce was low. He had completely bent his knees to lower the center of gravity, but it was still not enough.

Istomin used ingenuity, so he didn't have much strength after landing, and the rebound height was limited; coupled with the shallow landing point, Gawain didn't have enough time to step up, and when he waited for the tennis ball to fly near the bottom line, the height continued to drop , almost at the calf position.

If you slow down a bit, you will land in two jumps.

Gao Wen didn't have room to hit the ball, so he had to backhand with both hands to slice it back.

For the second consecutive point, Istomin showed a top-notch serve receiving touch, breaking Gao Wen's serve advantage and even creating opportunities for himself.

Istomin's up-step follow-up was very timely. His footsteps had already reached near the bottom line, and he was constantly adjusting in small steps, ready to launch a continuous attack—

Sideways forehand.

Istomin also rarely uses sideways, because the backhand is solid enough, coupled with his own lack of explosive power, the effect of sideways is very limited.

However, at this time, Istomin chose to turn sideways, which is more about momentum than tactics. He needs to show his aggressive offensive and start a confrontation from the psychological level, so as to reverse the passive situation.

Land, bounce, hit the ball.

Istomin's attack is smooth and smooth, and despite the lack of explosive power, the connection of this beat is tight and smooth, which is pleasing to the eye.

The tennis ball, like lightning, flew along the backslash, aiming at the backhand.

Just as Gao Wen’s footsteps were adjusted, the tennis ball was already rushing towards him again. If Istomin chose a straight line, he might not be able to catch up; but this was also the foreshadowing of his last shot. Control the landing point to create a difficult effect that is difficult to control after landing and rebounding—

Hitting the ball in the direction of body stretch can be smooth. That is to say, if Istomin chooses to hit the backhand, it is Gawain's straight forehand; if he chooses sideways forehand, he is Gawain's backhand backslash.

Prediction depends not only on experience, observation, and intuition, but also on traps, layouts, and calculations. This is the real charm of tennis games.

Pause, kick, control.

Then, Gao Wen's backhand with both hands was already facing forward.

Because he didn't have enough room to hit the ball, Gao Wen didn't rush to counterattack, but used his strength to hit the ball with a backhand with both hands.

The point is to control the landing point.

Diagonal lines, shallow areas, small angles.

To put it simply, it is to serve the ball and aim at the big outer corner to return the ball.

No need to use force, focus on control, Gao Wen's hitting seems to be understated, without any effort at all, the tennis ball has already flown back.

From backhand to backhand, but it is completely different from the strong forehand match in the previous point.

Istomin immediately fell into an embarrassing situation—

When he saw that his sideways forehand directly hit Gao Wen's hand, he realized that something was wrong. Sure enough, people should not choose things that they are not familiar with, and reflexively guard against the forehand position, which is a big gap .

The center of gravity shifted towards the forehand immediately.

However, before it could start, the tennis ball flew back.

As a result, Gao Wen's incoming ball was backhanded, and his stance was also backhanded, but because of the offset of the center of gravity, his hitting position was very awkward.

The footstep adjustment was a bit messy, but in the end it was adjusted in place after all.

Backhand with both hands hastily bumped back—

The diagonal line is not a diagonal line; the straight line is not a straight line, the control force is obviously loose, and the final return line is ambiguous. It falls on the left side of the center of the court near the backhand on Gawain's side, but there is no angle to speak of. It was very embarrassing for a transition ball with an unknown purpose.

Grass!

Istomin had no time to swear, and realized something was wrong after hitting the ball, and immediately ran towards the right forehand gap.

tread! Tread Tread!

Kick off, run, sprint.

This time, Istomin's judgment was correct, and Gao Wen chose the straight line.

but-

It's too late~lightnovelpub.net~ On the side of the court, Gao Wen has a solid base and a steady center of gravity, and the continuous adjustment of small steps is just right, completely out of the predicament and fully grasping the initiative.

The knees are bent, the racket is fully drawn, and the eyes are aimed at the blind spot of the straight line.

One hit, one hit.

The crisp and clear sound of hitting the ball caused ripples.

Tennis ball, mightily drilled into the dead corner of Istomin's forehand bottom line triangle, precise and clear, you can clearly see the splash of white ash—

Inbound!

Istomin sprinted with all his strength, but he still couldn't catch up.

Game point, cash out.

"5:3".

ah!

Gao Wen, release it again.

Ahhh!

Shouting and shouting, a smile came to the corner of his mouth, and he finally counterattacked and attacked smoothly. This is the familiar Gao Wen, the familiar taste of the familiar formula.