Match Point

Chapter 233: anaerobic state

The latest website: speed, there is.

There is power.

Angle, too.

Kokinakis's serve above the match point seems to have all the elements, so what bike is needed?

But the problem is that Kokinakis is not a serving cannon, and the advantages of speed and strength are not obvious. At the end of the second set, due to physical strength, he can obviously feel the quality of the serve decline, even if the last two points burn the small universe , The ball quality of the serve is still limited.

Speed, almost.

Power, almost.

Angle, almost.

With such a flat serve, the pressure on Gao Wen is limited, especially when the route and landing point of the serve have been predicted by Gao Wen.

Thus, one can see Gao Wen's body continuously jumping in place, his reaction speed, his toes lightly jumping, his body jumping out a step nimbly, turning his body sideways, leading the forehand ahead of time, waving his forearm quickly, Body strength is transmitted from under the soles of the feet like a spring.

wave! Skip it!

Corkinakis's strong serve has been directly pushed back, like a skateboard, he used his strength to pull a small diagonal line from the center of the court, and quickly flew towards Kokinakis' left backhand position .

ah!

Corkinakis uttered a strange cry, obviously caught off guard by Gawain, his reaction was a little slower, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

But he also kept his focus on the match point, and his conditioned reflex was very fast. With a single jumping step, his body flew towards his left side.

There was no time to do the backhand with both hands, but Kokinakis took advantage of his outstanding physical fitness and relied on his upper body strength as a support. He forcibly twisted the backhand with both hands, not only pushing the tennis ball back, but also The moment the shot was released, he quickly flicked it with the strength of his wrist.

Change the line!

It's really unreasonable!

In such a passive situation, they still forcibly changed the line, and today they have successfully changed the line more than once. It is clear that Gao Wen's return of the ball cannot be effectively suppressed, interrupting the rhythm of the game at will, which really made Gao Wen suffer:

Because of the unpredictability, and because of the lack of rules, I don't know when to change the line at all.

This time, too.

Hoo hoo.

Hoo hoo.

Gawain's attention was highly concentrated, and he realized at the first moment that Corkinakis suddenly changed his line. His left leg strongly supported the ground, he kicked the ground suddenly, and braked suddenly. Feeling the bursting of the muscles, the body melted in the gust of wind, and rushed out at a high speed.

Tread.

Tread.

The soles of the feet have started to burn, and the speed has climbed to the extreme, but it is still obvious that they cannot catch up, and the footsteps cannot catch up with the flying speed of the tennis ball.

stride!

stride!

Gawain's forward footsteps had already sprung up completely. The powerful force hit the ground ferociously. He could clearly feel the fierce reaction force coming. The whole internal organs were violently rolling, as if the world was falling apart. The golden, The blue and green are all chaotic and become a mass.

ah!

almost!

Just a little bit!

Hurry up! Hurry up!

run! sprint! stretch!

Gawain stepped on the Hot Wheels, threw his body out with all his strength, fixed his eyes on the mustard yellow light flying fast in the air, and under the inertia of full speed forward, his upper body was completely extended, and his whole body was like A bow that is stretched to the extreme contains infinite energy.

Arrived.

Just before the tennis ball is about to exceed the body's receiving point, the footsteps have barely arrived.

tread!

His right leg slammed into the ground like a spear piercing the ground, firmly stabilizing his body, and in the limit state, he drew the racket early—

Even in such a difficult situation, Gao Wen was still not ready to cut, but was still ready to draw the ball.

swing! Turn! Send a shot!

Just when the racket was about to touch the tennis ball, Gao Wen's wrist instantly sped up, and the speed of the racket head was raised to a new level. He completely relied on the strength of his swinging arm to complete the shot, and took advantage of the momentum to superimpose all the inertia of his body forward into power.

Ah... ah ah ah!

Gao Wen could clearly feel the release of all the strength in his body, attached to the tennis ball, the more difficult it was, the more he needed to hit the ball to the extreme. Only in this way could he suppress his opponent, and the burning feeling deep in his soul had completely burst out. .

Then-

Super large diagonal, forty-five-degree slanted lines, flying from one vertex to another, traversing the entire field.

Like a long sword out of its sheath.

boom!

The crisp sound of hitting the ball reverberated over the court, and all the eyes of the audience were focused on the small tennis ball. They stared with bated breath, and could faintly hear the short silence after the rough breathing was cut off.

but!

Corkinakis are already in place early —

Even if Gao Wen can finish hitting the ball, the extreme position just now has pushed Gao Wen to the extreme. There is no space to return the ball. The oblique line is the only way. , but that's all.

Naturally, Kokinakis' defense, or the next attack, can be in place ahead of time.

It is precisely because of being in place ahead of time that Kokinakis has bought enough time, his footsteps are rooted in the ground like a big tree, his forehand is completely rounded, his swing trajectory is full and sufficient, and he grabs the ball of the tennis ball early. At the rising point, the whole person soars into the air, and hammers down from top to bottom.

clatter. clatter.

You can even hear the sound of bones bursting and muscles bursting—

straight line!

For the second consecutive shot, Kokinakis was still the first to change the line, disrupting the inertial line layout during the attack, seizing the opportunity, and forming a suppression one step ahead.

boom!

The tennis ball dived into the "underground" like a torpedo, as if blasting a big hole above the tennis court, and jumped out along a straight line.

Huh!

A gasp of shock could be clearly heard from the stands of the stadium, because Kokinakis hit the ball with all his strength, it was too heavy and too fast, and it could be seen from the moment of the shot that Kokinakis was running Going for the winning point, he was going to kill Gao Wen with a slap to bring the game to an end.

Could it be that Kokinakis is about to win the game at the first match point?

hum.

hum.

A murmur of commotion could be heard at the scene, cheering for Kokinakis, regretting for Gawain, and applauding for this shot. The bustling sound surged in the air, and the hot air continued to It kept exploding ~lightnovelpub.net~ but quickly calmed down.

Because, there is no dead ball yet.

Gao Wen was still rushing to defend.

Involuntarily, the screaming audience forced themselves to close their mouths again, falling into a nearly suffocating freeze, watching Gawain's figure:

The wind is flying fast.

Run wildly.

Gawain, who was concentrating on running without oxygen, had a clear mind, his lungs were burning, and his legs were kicking the ground. He didn't think about the match point or victory or victory. He stared fixedly at the tennis ball. An idea:

How to save the ball? How to defend? Also, how to fight back?

This point is not over yet, the lights and shadows of the whole world are pouring towards Gao Wen like a torrential rain.

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