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straight line?

No, slashes.

For the second shot in a row, Gao Wen repeated the route and sent the tennis ball back to Geelong's forehand. The two players once again had a bayonet head-on collision in the forehand position.

Jilong, not afraid at all, paused his steps, stopped and turned quickly, started the second time, led the racket early, and was ready to hit the ball in the first place.

but…

wait, huh?

The return of the ball is a little strange, with a hidden mystery.

Although it was also a forehand, Gao Wen's shot was different. It was not an ordinary flat shot, but a topspin ball that landed in the middle.

topspin?

But why?

Ji Long's head was full of question marks, but he didn't have time to think about it, his body and brain had already made the first reaction——

Footsteps, one step forward, approaching the bottom line, facing forward slightly, grabbing the rising point, fully releasing the topspin, and pressing down at the high point to attack again.

straight line!

Since Gao Wen did not change the line, Ji Long took the lead in changing the line, seized the opportunity to break the deadlock, shot a straight line, and launched an attack aiming at the winning point.

However, everything was within Gawain's predictions, Jiron moved almost instantly, started, galloped, and crossed the field.

In the blink of an eye, the footsteps have already arrived at the position smoothly.

Two-handed backhand, diagonal line, deep zone—

Not in a straight line, but diagonally, continuing to make the most of the court over a wide area.

Similarly, Jilong was not surprised. He stopped and turned suddenly, and started the second time, leaving a series of afterimages and then flew out, but then realized the predicament.

The heart shrinks.

At this point, McDonald and the narrators should be able to see some clues:

One deep one shallow one deep.

The landing point is always changing.

In the round of tug-of-war, Gao Wen, who was in a passive defensive state, hit the ball with three shots, seemingly simple and random, but in fact he was always controlling the landing point.

The so-called "depth change" is not the kind of wide opening and closing, "a small ball in front of the net and a bottom line press line"; it is a change in the midfield area, with topspin in the shallow area and backspin in the deep area. Along with changes in power and speed, Geelong's hitting point position has been changing.

This means that Jilong's footsteps are not enough to move horizontally, but also need to be adjusted vertically so that the best hitting point can be found; and the vertical movement is not a wide range of straight up and down, that is, it is like an electric wave near the bottom line. Generally fluctuates back and forth.

Here, there is another detail, Gao Wen caught a common problem of current young players—

Don't like surfing the Internet.

Young players are often used to sticking to the bottom line. Even if they get a chance to enter the bottom line, most of the time they will not go online with the trend, but return to the bottom line after hitting the ball.

Geelong is no exception.

Under such circumstances, Gao Wen controlled the transfer of the landing point near the midfield area, which is like a smoke bomb. Jilong will not rush to the Internet, but his footsteps are always moving laterally. Longitudinal movement has to be accounted for, the entire shot is in turmoil.

Physical energy consumption is one thing, energy consumption is another.

The shot in front of him is the best illustration.

Obviously, Jilong was the first to change the line and launch a continuous attack, but the line was well-regulated, all relying on speed and strength to oppress, and the change was insufficient. Gao Wen predicted in advance, and the second start was smooth and rushed to the backhand position. Finish the shot and push all of Giron's power back.

Gao Wen's backhand slash was an understatement, but he was so powerful that he pushed the tennis ball directly into the big triangle area of ​​the slash.

Deep areas, dead ends.

Geelong, in deep trouble.

He has to move back quickly and run a slanted line in the direction of a 15-degree angle behind his body. Not only does he need to move horizontally but also vertically. The body's capture of the three-dimensional space of the court will be deviated because he must Diagonal back to find the hitting point.

There may be some deviations in the detection of the entire sense of space.

Jilong's movement speed has been improved to the extreme, but when his feet are in place, the hitting point is still very strange, and the backhand with both hands is also squeezed. Although he still successfully completes the hitting, there are not many options left, and he barely draws a diagonal Lines, but no depth and no angles.

Damn it!

— Offensive and defensive conversion!

Jilong immediately realized that the quality of his return ball had declined significantly, and he fell into a passive position. Gao Wen had already turned the situation around in an understatement, and the initiative of the offensive and defensive confrontation was quietly transferred to Gao Wen's hands. Gao Wen who cuts to the baseline and hits the ball forward.

Oops!

Jilong, the alarm bells were ringing all over his body, and his conditioned reflex was very fast.

At this time, Jiron is still in the Saiyan mode, and his perception and intuition are very keen. Although he is passive, he is fully alert and responds in a timely manner.

With a kick, Jiron has already rushed out to the right side and returned to his forehand position.

Not because he was familiar with Gao Wen, but because of an intuitive judgment, he rushed out subconsciously.

Step, step, step.

The speed, pushed to the extreme in an instant, turned into a gust of wind, and his eyes were like torches, firmly locked on the tennis ball—

Accurately predict.

Gao Wen really chose the straight line, shot the iconic backhand straight line, pierced the court, and launched a killer move.

Jilong did not give up. In a burst of dazzling footsteps, he had already returned from the left side of the court to the right side. In a short period of time, he completed two return runs efficiently and at high speed. Although his chest rose and fell sharply like a bellows, his concentration Reached the pinnacle in the blood-boiling.

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but.

Shallow area.

It turned out to be a shallow area.

For this shot, Jilong never imagined that Gao Wen's seemingly thunderous backhand straight line was actually pushed gently by the spring breeze, without pursuing power or landing point. He just drew a straight straight line, but the landing point was on the teeing area. Between the small triangle and the big triangle on the bottom line. .

It's as if there's not enough control.

The difference is that this lack of control should be a deliberately created situation.

Gillon was caught off guard.

He was ready to meet the impact on the baseline and use his strength to complete the return; but now, not only can he not use his strength, but he also needs to go forward.

It was too late to adjust the footsteps, and the vertical movement was obviously short of half a step, but it happened to be this small half step, and there was no time to move between flash games, so he could only lean forward and extend his upper body, hitting the ball with the racket.

That is to say, unable to exert force and unable to draw the ball, he can only choose to lift the tennis ball quickly with a forehand lift and flip, which is close to diving to the top.

Danger! DANGER DANGER DANGER!

No need for words, it can be seen from the parabola of Jilong's high return ball that it is extremely dangerous.

Because the parabola is not too high, it barely crosses the net, there is no rotation and no height, it is basically equivalent to hitting it head-on, and the sheep enters the tiger's mouth to feed the ball, without sharpness or strength, and there is no difference between it and a catch.

Jilong, his whole body contracted abruptly—

In the next second, you can see Gao Wen's footsteps resolutely and lightly cut into the baseline, and he backhanded his hands to move forward without hesitation.

crash!

swing!

Crit!

The power, which was finally released until now, swept away the army without reservation, and the tennis ball passed through the entire court like a storm.

Land, score.

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