Tread.
Tread.
Gao Wen noticed Ji Long's way of returning the ball, and immediately realized Ji Long's intentions, and his dantian roared because of excessive force.
Ugh!
Gao Wen clenched his racket tightly and sprinted vertically in a 100-meter sprint posture. Seeing that the tennis ball had already bounced off the ground, there was almost no room for hitting the ball.
Unless Gao Wen got into the ground, no matter how low his knees were squatted and his center of gravity was lowered, it would be useless.
In desperation, Gao Wen backhanded with both hands and sliced in along the side at a fifteen-degree angle, as if cutting sashimi thinly.
rub.
Gao Wen's two-handed backhand has added a lot of rotation, without exerting force, and all processing is controlled by the small muscles of the wrist and forearm. The strong and sufficient rotation is attached to the tennis ball and bounced back.
Chi Chi.
Chi Chi!
The tennis ball took on a weird spin, burrowing low and flat toward Geelong's left sideline.
Like an earth dragon.
Thumb up!
Jilong's whole kicking action became obviously lighter and more agile, and he fixed his gaze on the tennis ball, because he knew that the opportunity had come!
Although the spin is weird, overall it is downspin with side spin.
Jilong's center of gravity squats very, very low, and raises his hands for backhand. Because of the slowing down of the batting rhythm, he is in place very early, and his batting action is also very well prepared. His backhand is like fishing for a moon from the bottom of the ground Go up and over, and fully pull out an upward curve.
boom!
Jilong's footsteps are very active and solid. The whole body is completely pushed out, and the speed and strength are all raised to the best state in an instant.
boom!
Backhand the straight line!
Jilong is very decisive and firm. His body tensed to the extreme releases all the strength in an instant, and then you can see the tennis ball explode directly under the impact of the racket, along the path of the sideline at an incomparable speed, straightly piercing through the entire court. It bombarded Gawain's forehand triangle.
Strictly speaking, this is an opportunity, not an absolute opportunity.
But Ji Long knew that when it was time to make a move, he must not hesitate, let alone be soft-handed. The whole swing showed a decisive attitude.
boom!
The tennis ball bombarded mightily, pulling out a long tail.
Whizzing!
Whizzing!
Gao Wen's mind was clear, he first retreated vertically to adjust his footsteps, and regained his defensive position; then he observed Jilong's batting action, and immediately moved laterally.
Running, entering the anaerobic state, forgetting myself, keeping my eyes on the tennis ball, and sprinting with all my strength.
The wind is hunting, as if the whole world has escaped into chaos, only large areas of color are twisting, colliding and burning, and then the body has been integrated into the wind, and it has already jumped out without even feeling the kicking force of the footsteps.
step!
One more step!
The speed has been increased to the extreme, but seeing the flying speed and rebound height of the tennis ball, the footsteps are still a bit slower.
Then, Gawain kicked his right leg and took a big step forward. His whole body was about to split apart, his arms stretched to the extreme, and a cutting machete rushed out of the range of his control on the tennis ball. Barely defensively slices out a supermoon before inside.
Got it!
but!
Got it!
Gawain's gaze locked on the parabola of the tennis ball, and he quickly supported his body to stand up with his hands and feet on the ground, and regained his center of gravity in the turbulent sea, but before he had time to adjust his footsteps, Jilong's next shot had already flown over.
Although Gao Wen managed to save the last goal with a split fork, the parabola was uncontrollable at all, even if the diagonal line was diagonal and fell into the boundary, it successfully aroused the audience's exclamation, and then Geely needed to slap on the horse immediately. Arrive, grab an up point, and hit the repeat line.
Snapped.
boom.
Almost as soon as it hit the top, Jilong's return has passed, and this time he also actively superimposed the power to increase both speed and strength.
Choosing a slash is not so much about hitting the ball back, but more about pursuing speed and compressing the rhythm. Hitting the ball with a slash is obviously safer.
really!
The rebounding speed of the tennis ball was so fast that Gao Wen had just stood up straight, and before he had time to adjust his footsteps, the return ball had already arrived.
Fortunately, the landing point was next to Gawain's right hand.
One kick, one stride.
Gawain threw his body out amidst the violent turbulence, and took another big step, making full use of the cover advantage of being tall and big, fully spreading his right hand, like a roc spreading its wings, and using the inertial force of his body to rush forward , All the remaining strength in the body burst out.
"ah!"
Accompanied by a roar, the lungs in the anaerobic state were burning, as if they were about to explode at any moment, and the faint tingling pain penetrated into every pore along the blood, but Gao Wen didn't care at all, the speed of his right hand swing reached the current state The extreme, pulling and pulling, the wrist hooked hard at the moment the shot was taken.
The burning sensation exploded, and all the strength of the forearm was unreservedly released!
Whoosh!
Before he could blink, the tennis ball flew back at an even more incredible speed.
boom!
Jilong anticipated that there might be another shot, and Gao Wen would definitely not surrender so easily. He was defending to make up for the big gap on the left, but his attention was not distracted, and he was always worried about Gao Wen's repeated line to return the ball.
You've got it!
With a sudden kick of Jilong's left leg, his body stopped and turned sharply and sprinted horizontally to the right again.
but!
Too far!
Jiron saw the landing point of the tennis ball, his eyes were wide and wide, and he couldn't believe it—
Gao Wen's return ball landed within the teeing area, drawing a small shallow and thin slash, almost at the level of the outer corner of the serve, and accurately pressed on the dead corner of the teeing area.
With a whoosh, he lightly jumped towards the stands of the stadium.
I can't catch up.
The vertical distance and the horizontal distance were all unable to catch up. Even if Jilong had been prepared for a long time, even if Jilong returned to his position in time, Gao Wen still hit a superpower return ball in desperation, which made the running Jiron despair. looked up at the sky.
This point~www.mtlnovel.com~ is lost after all.
On the other side of the court, Gao Wen, who had put all his eggs in one basket, hit the ball. His knees softened and he was almost unable to stand still. However, after making small adjustments, he finally managed to control his body. His eyes were fixed on the trajectory of the tennis ball until it landed, Bounce, jump out, until Jilong gave up chasing.
But at this moment, Gao Wen didn't even have the energy to shout and celebrate—he hadn't forgotten that the game wasn't over yet, so he couldn't waste his energy.
So Gawain clenched his right fist, raised it high, and stood on the spot without saying a word, looking at the figure on the other side of the field with burning eyes. He raised his fist like this, his chest heaved violently like a bellows, He stared at Jiron intently and without moving.
There is no sound, but it is loud.
The two players just stood at the ends of the two diagonal lines on the field, like the two poles of the earth, looking at each other, no one spoke or moved, their blank brains needed a little breathing time, just quietly , just stood there quietly.
The air is burning.