Tsonga broke out and entered Super Saiyan mode. Even on his backhand position, he hit a powerful attack that penetrated the entire court:
From the blind spot on the left baseline of Tsonga, aim at the blind spot on the left baseline of Gao Wen, and make diagonal diagonals to maximize the use of the point-to-point space on the tennis court.
The tennis ball turned into a bolt of lightning and swept across the army.
Huh!
The Philippe-Chatier Stadium was in shock. Almost everyone believed that Tsonga could score with this attack, but the end of his exclamation fell into a sluggish state again. His voice was cut off, his breath was cut off, and even his voice was cut off.
His heartbeat was cut off, and he stared at the figure out of his body.
The strong wind is hunting, as graceful as a wandering dragon.
Sprint.
Slide step.
Back.
Across the court, Gawain appears.
The speed has reached its extreme, but Tsonga's powerful attack still compresses and compresses Gao Wen's defensive space, so that Gao Wen is forced to turn his back.
It is impossible to complete the swing with a two-handed backhand. I can only turn my back to the court, hold the racket with my right hand, and perform a one-handed backhand. Everything is in one gear, and the ball is completed on the edge of the cliff.
bass.
The tennis ball flew up, outlining a full parabola, and outlined a rainbow above the court, and the gloomy sky looked like day.
Stunning and dazzling.
The entire audience's attention followed the tennis ball rising high, and they stared at it with bated breath.
But Gawain can't.
After a pause and a moment, the sliding step has reached its extreme, but there is no time to hesitate. Following the inertia of the forward movement, it completes a counterclockwise 270-degree circle.
Rotate.
Click the ground.
jump.
The steps are light and easy to get rid of the shackles of gravity, regaining the balance of the center of gravity amidst the spinning of the world, and moving towards the forehand position in small continuous steps.
return.
Defense.
Only then did I have time to look for the flight path of the tennis ball, and I happened to see the tennis ball falling——
Even Gawain himself was not sure.
Who would have thought that Tsonga's backhand attack would indeed create a huge danger. If Gawain had just chosen to go to the net, Tsonga would have already broken the net from his backhand position; but even if Gawain did not go to the net
, still sticking to the bottom line, he has also been pushed to the extreme on the defensive end:
There is no control at all when making a backhand save with one hand. It all depends on the feel of the ball. But as for the effect of the ball, Gawain has no clue at all.
A straight line is not a straight line; a diagonal line is not a diagonal line.
Gao Wen's return ball flew in a crooked and erratic way, from Gao Wen's backhand area back to the front of Tsonga's forehand area.
The key point is that the line was not controlled, so it fell in the middle of Tsonga's forehand area, with insufficient angle and depth.
——The opportunity for Tsonga to continue attacking.
Alarm bells ringing!
Gawain reacted immediately. Tsonga's advantages were adding up bit by bit, and his continuous heavy attacks broke the balance of the confrontation.
Danger.
With a single leap of his feet, Gao Wen's body has already moved towards his forehand position. Because of the landing point of his return, because of his forehand gap, and because of Tsonga's forehand attacking habit, all the details are
This shows that Tsonga should choose the forehand diagonal to continue hammering hard.
Gawain, controlling his steps while watching Tsonga's batting action, then——
wrong.
straight line.
Judging from Tsonga's footwork adjustment, body position and batting action, he did not choose a diagonal line as usual, but unexpectedly chose a straight line.
Damn it!
Right leg, one meal.
Calf, one kick.
His body had already grabbed half a beat and moved towards his left side, but at this moment it was clear that Gao Wen was unskilled in his footsteps. After continuously moving the baseline back and forth, his hard court habit returned, making sudden stops and turns.
The movement is completely a hard turn on a hard ground, and the pedaling movement is fully exerted.
Although the footstep successfully completed the turning movement, the subsequent kicking force was not solid enough. It was like skating. The kicking feeling between movement and movement was always not completely consistent. This also affected the efficiency of the movement. It was obvious that the footstep had not kept pace with the movement.
Not in the brain consciousness.
However!
Gawain was not distracted at all, his attention remained highly concentrated, his eyes completely fixed on Tsonga——
straight line.
Turn back.
Heavy hammer.
As expected, Tsonga suddenly chose to attack in a straight line, catching Gawain off guard; but at the same time, Tsonga's flaw in the straight line of his forehand still existed. He did not exert full force, but slightly reduced his force to control it.
Mainly, and combine it with your own online pressure to form a combination of punches.
This little flaw is Gawain's opportunity.
Kick the ground.
Sprint.
move.
Adjustment.
Gawain's steps were always under control, but there was still not enough time and space. After all, there was still a little bit missing. The steps were not in place and he could not exert force accurately.
At the critical moment, Gawain entered a state of total selflessness. In his sight, he could see the rotation of the tennis ball, Tsonga's step up and the turbulence of the entire court. Everything was played in his pupils at ten times the slow speed.
Tennis, closer, closer...
Gawain, it was too late for him to brake, so he simply gave up braking and continued to move forward. Following the inertia of the forward motion, he continued to accelerate and move. At the same time, he poured the power of acceleration into the swing action, and the backhand hit with both hands.
forward, facing the tennis ball coming at high speed.
boom!
The moment he touches the ball, all the weight and strength of his whole body are superimposed, and he backhands with both hands to complete a home run swing.
However, what is slightly different from a home run is that the friction between turning, swinging, circling the head, and the collision between the racket string and the tennis ball is pushed to the extreme within a limited range.
The tennis ball climbed up along the racket string and was compressed bit by bit. Finally, it was crushed into a thin piece of paper, and countless pieces of hair exploded.
——Rebound, attack...explode.
Power hits power.
Hammering in response to hammering.
boom!
In the air, there was a blast that was so dull that it almost disappeared.
A mustard-yellow arc struck out like this, billowing air waves spread along both sides, and speed and power were fully released without reservation.
Whoosh, across the court on the Gowan side.
Whoosh, breaking through Tsonga's net block before he could reach it.
Whoosh, then crossed the Tsonga side of the court and fell vertically in the neutral position on the right...
But, out of bounds? In bounds?
All sounds in the world disappeared, and even the clouds in the sky seemed to have frozen temporarily.
Thousands of eyes were watching the tennis ball as it fell, landed, hit the sideline accurately, and then bounced out.
Those eyes were busy looking in the direction of the linesman on this side, their head turning movements were unprecedentedly unified, and the overwhelming heat wave was sloping down.
The linesman, looking resolutely at the sideline, put his hands... together.
within the bounds.
Buzz.
The entire audience at the Stade Philippe-Chatier had a roar in their brains, a very brief blank moment, and they were unable to react for a moment.
Shocked, shocked, surprised...and then, amazed!
Tsonga, who remained strong, suppressed and took the initiative throughout the whole process, had reached the extreme on the offensive end, but Gao Wen on the opposite side of the court showed the tenacity, change and counterattack of the clay court to the fullest. In the end, he stood on the edge of the cliff and fought back.
Score the winning point with a two-handed backhand diagonal.
Break point, cash in.
The next second, the emotions could no longer be suppressed and were released in a mighty manner——
boom!
Screams and cheers, admiration and applause poured down overwhelmingly, and even the cloudy sky was reduced to a backdrop. At this moment, the Philippe Chartier Stadium was the most shining pearl in the world.