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Chapter 238 Put to death

Chapter 238 Put it to death

Huh!

Bounce after landing?

oh!

Small ball in front of the net?

Well!

Backcourt high ball!

The entire audience was immersed in the exciting game. This point was a combination of accidents and accidents. Neither player was able to fully pull the racket to hit the ball with all their strength. Every time they touched the ball, they exceeded expectations, so that both players continued to hit the ball.

Hitting the ball amidst the chaos, the audience was like a roller coaster, their moods were ups and downs, and their breathing revealed the turbulence of their emotions.

passionate.

Tap tap tap.

Tap tap tap!

The sound of Gawain's running footsteps echoed in the sky above the court, and the sound of the friction between sneakers and the ground swept over like a stormy wave, as if every step hit his heart.

Rub rub rub.

When the footsteps arrived, Gawain had already begun to control the speed. Due to the unexpected collision, Kokkinakis' control of the baseline lob was obviously insufficient. Looking at Gawain, who had long hands and long legs, he was already chasing the horse in just three or four strides.

When he arrived, Kokkinakis became nervous again in an instant.

At this time, the tennis ball has landed and is rebounding.

Gawain whizzed past, and roughly judged the rotation of the tennis ball in the air. He tried his best to release all the irregular rotation and reduce his hitting error. At the same time, he continued to move forward without turning another 180 degrees.

When facing the court, the main purpose is to prevent yourself from constantly spinning in circles, which will disrupt the three-dimensional sense of space of the court.

So, simply turn your back to the court and try to hit the ball from behind.

The tennis ball has reached a high point and then begins a second fall.

Gawain adjusted his position in small steps and came to the position where the tennis ball fell. He constructed a three-dimensional image of the entire court in his mind. When the tennis ball fell between his feet, he hit the tennis ball lightly with a fish-from-the-sea motion.

With one swipe, the whole feel is very light and the ball is completed.

state.

Because there is no force, the sound of hitting the ball is naturally unclear, but the power of the tennis ball has been almost removed. Instead, Gawain relies on his wrist to reattach a lot of rotation, draw a low and flat arc, and fly over quickly.

One kick! One turn!

Gawain immediately completed another 180-degree turn, grabbed the racket with both hands, jumped lightly on the spot, adjusted his center of gravity, and found the balance point as quickly as possible amid the dizziness, and then saw Kokina again amidst the turbulent waves.

Guise.

Full! Alert!

Kokkinakis immediately realized that Gawain might catch up with the tennis ball and that he needed to make up one more shot to score, so he was very focused and moved toward him as soon as Gawain touched the ball.

The forehand position is filled.

One stretch! One stop!

Kokkinakis was already in place accurately, and Gawain's return lacked power. Kokkinakis had already made a plan before taking action, and deliberately used a force-relieving method to remove all the power, so that he could

Let the tennis ball return to the net to form a short ball, and because it has no power, it cannot bounce after landing.

The reason is very simple. Gao Wen is at the bottom line at this time. Running back and forth vertically consumes a lot of energy. If the rhythm of his steps is slightly wrong, he may not be able to catch up.

Got it!

When the steps were in place, Kokkinakis was secretly happy because he had already arrived in advance and even had time to adjust calmly. At this time, Gawain was still circling the bottom line, and the whole situation was completely under his control.

In your hands, you just need to release the force and complete the ball.

Bravo!

However!

boom.

Kokkinakis was able to catch the sound of the racket hitting the tennis ball and was about to celebrate. Then he felt the friction of the rotation, which was obviously beyond expectations. However, Kokkinakis' racket was placed too straight and all the rotation occurred.

Eat them all in, and then the tennis ball’s rotation trajectory will roll up——

Whoosh.

The interception was successful, but the tennis ball flew high, drew a high arc, and fell back into Gawain's half.

Damn it!

The quality of this small ball is really hard to describe. It is high, floating, and has no power.

Kokkinakis' tennis skills are obviously not to be praised, and the entire control feels too rough, so it is not surprising to see such a situation.

Kokkinakis was a little panicked. At this point, the two people on both sides of the net were like looking in a mirror. Both of them lost their calmness and familiarity in front of the net, but Kokkinakis continued to guide his feet backwards.

, adjusting his position in small steps, trying to find a suitable volley space.

Then?

Then you can see Gawain kicking on the ground quickly like a rabbit, leaving an afterimage behind him, and rushing forward at full speed.

Tap tap tap.

Tap tap tap.

The strong wind was hunting. Although his lungs were burning and he had entered an anaerobic state again, Gawain's footsteps were still light and agile, as if he had changed his position. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the net again. He was obviously lifeless, but he was alive.

Seize the opportunity again with your own two feet.

Kokkinakis's ball is completely a three-nothing product. It bounces high and floats when it hits the ground. It has almost no power and spin. It is equivalent to feeding the ball in daily practice. So, Gawain is welcome.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Kokkinakis's position. Although the magma in his lungs was exploding and his calves were filled with lead, even if he took a lazy step, Gawain was not distracted at all, let alone lazy, and continued to do small things.

He adjusted his position in small steps, and when he took a forward step, he pounced forward hard——

boom!

The forehand forearm waved quickly, the wrist flicked out, and the power burst out in a short and fast way. Then the tennis ball flew away from the racket in a small diagonal line, flying lightly towards Kokkinakis' backhand, like a cannonball

.

Kokkinakis's judgment was completely wrong. He kept swaying from side to side, trying to create visual interference and undermine Gawain's hitting judgment. However, he had no idea which line Gawain would hit and kept retreating.

His footsteps already revealed his inner panic and hesitation:

According to common sense, a hand-to-hand duel in front of the net is actually table tennis, where the tennis ball is often intercepted and exchanged without waiting for it to land, or it is a badminton fight in front of the net. It is all the same, that is to say, it must be

Only by closing the distance can we form face-to-face pressure.

However, Kokkinakis subconsciously stepped back. With this step back, he had already lost the advantage of coverage in front of the net.

Obviously, neither Kokkinakis nor Gawain has confidence in the technology in front of the net.

Relatively speaking, Gao Wen, who took the initiative with his active running, still took the initiative slightly. When attacking, he adjusted his steps more delicately and focused more. He completely ignored Kokkinakis' interference and completed the hit.

At the end of the swing, Kokkinakis rushed towards his forehand position, but then he discovered that Gawain's swing was completely in the opposite direction. His body had started and he didn't have time to stop, but his sight was just behind him.

I caught a glimpse of a mustard-yellow shadow running out.

A misplacement, a winning point.

"Game, high!"

The fourth break point was finally won!

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

First update.

(End of chapter)


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