Match point

Chapter 1358 Fire Flower Blossoms
rub rub.

The trivial sound of friction between the soles of the shoes and the ground was surging, and Gao Wen adjusted his footsteps delicately and carefully, moving slightly behind and to his left side to make room for the forehand swing. Take the action, keep the center of gravity of the body light, and the forehand has already struck——

Swing!

work hard!

Slash!

Although Tim's return ball came to the middle of the court, Gao Wen was ready, forcibly tearing the angle of attack with his forehand, aiming at the bottom corner of the diagonal line to attack.

flat hit!

Heavy artillery!

This time, it was Gao Wen who was the first to speed up. He caught Tim's decline in the quality of the ball and directly attacked with a forehand sweep.

Tim, very embarrassed.

Although Tim had sounded the alarm and expected that Gawain would definitely attack directly, he thought Gawain would choose the backslash, which was his backhand; however, by a small accident, Gawain chose the slash, so that Tim Mu's starting speed was a little slower, and his steps were a little hasty.

One kick, one rush, and then, the body has already glided out——

slide.

One of the most classic and important techniques on the clay court, Tim realized that his footwork might not be in place, so he did not hesitate to use his trump card.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

It can be clearly seen that the red soil is surging along the sides of Tim's footsteps like sea waves. Although the footsteps are still about two steps away, they rushed to them by riding the wind and waves, and then you can see Tim's upper body complete a full turn. body, the forehand was thrown out like a whip——

agile!

Strong!

break out!

Tim is in his forehand position, showing the essence of violent tennis. The release of power and speed is condensed in the moment of swinging and touching the ball. It is short and powerful, crisp and neat. All the power of the action is brought to the extreme.

boom!
The superposition of power and power, the collision of attack and attack, the speed of tennis was instantly raised to a higher level, and the light and shadow seemed to have disappeared.

Danger!

Dangerous Dangerous Dangerous!

All the alarms sounded, and they rushed towards Gao Wen in layers——

slash.

Forehand.

Strong confrontation.

"When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins."

Gao Wen, there is no retreat.

With a kick of the right leg and a turn of the body, the forehand was already actively facing forward, not only did not shrink back and timidly, but also hit it more vigorously and actively.

boom.

The strength, the explosion, seems to be able to feel the muscles blooming into blossoming fireworks, accompanied by the bang bang explosion, all the way up the arm.

"what!"

The energy in the depths of the dantian was fully detonated. At this moment, Gao Wen unreservedly showed the effect of his continuous improvement in physical fitness. His seemingly not strong body perfected his strength through the movement of his swing and the coordination of his body. Fitting, it is like a heavy cannon that is powerfully fired.

Faster!

stronger!

More fierce!

more fierce!

Gao Wen stood in his forehand position, making a strong attack——

The release of power reached the extreme, so Gao Wen did not change the line, but continued to choose a diagonal line to suppress Tim's forehand.

And this time, Gao Wen further improved the speed and rhythm, increased the speed of the racket head, and grabbed the hitting point of the racket, with the purpose of compressing Tim's swing space.

Mighty.

vigorous.

The entire Suzanne Lenglen Stadium simply didn't have time to exclaim, because everything happened so fast, staring with bated breath and mind blank.

Then, the tennis ball has returned to Tim's forehand position.

The landing point is deep enough; the hitting is heavy enough; the rhythm is fast enough.

Tim is a little passive. Although Tim is standing in the forehand position and doesn’t need to move, he still can’t make a complete swing, which affects the effect of hitting the ball. In the end, Tim has to pull out a strong topspin. to control the shot, otherwise the sheer force impact would get out of control and the result would be—

home run.

But this is tennis not baseball, and no one wants to see a home run.

In the forehand-forehand collision, Tim was pinned down this time.

Strong topspin, although it is deep enough, it also leaves time for Gao Wen to adjust, and Gao Wen has no reason to miss it.

Bend your knees and kick off the ground.

power, release.

Gao Wen's footsteps took a step forward, grabbed half a shot, and pressed up following the inertia of his body's forward rush. , the wrist completes the acceleration of one belt and one push, and the speed of the racket head immediately increases.

straight line!

Straight forehand!

At the critical moment, Gao Wen once again aimed at Tim's backhand, exerting full pressure.

He hit the ball fast and fast, but this time, Gao Wen added a lot of friction in order to ensure that the ball entered the boundary and not blindly take risks.

Topspin, fly.

At the same time, Gao Wen's footsteps were not conservative, following his own batting movements, his footsteps continued to move forward, and a burst of light and agile footsteps was already pressing forward.

shock!
The audience was stunned. No one thought that Gao Wen would choose to go online at this time, during the inventory!
So bold!

so crazy!

On one side, Tim is running sideways.

On one side, Gawain was attacking vertically.

The two figures were like derailed trains sprinting towards a T-junction at the same time, and they were about to collide head-on as they were speeding like lightning.

Sprint!

run wild!

The heat wave is rolling!

Tim, burning up, the friction between his footsteps and the ground ignited a flame, surging behind him mightily, and then he arrived.

Actually!

Sliding, Tim rushed out again, his legs were completely split apart, almost becoming a split horse. Out of his vision, he noticed Gao Wen's pressure on the Internet, and made a one-handed backhand movement, using With a flick of the racket head, all the power and rotation hit the racket and evolved into a reaction force——

buzzing.

hum!
The tennis ball spun at a high speed, rose high and high, and plunged into a golden halo.

lob!
Tim noticed Gao Wen's position. The height of 193 cm was like a wall in front of the net. The only way to break through was the high ball, and it was a diagonal line.

Tennis, disappearing into the sun.

Gawain was standing on his right side, just bathed in the sun, raised his head and tried to find the tennis ball, but he was bathed in a bright light.

dazzling.

Subconsciously, the eyes closed.

Oops!

Gao Wen immediately realized that because of the objective factors of light, he had lost accurate judgment on the trajectory of the tennis plane, and the situation was not good for him.

How to do?
Step back.

Step back continuously.

Gao Wen's footsteps had just reached the front of the net, and then quickly retreated without hesitation. Tim found the only gap in the broken net and forced Gao Wen back again.

Gao Wen retreated continuously, returned to the midfield, and raised his head again——

found it!
The tennis ball was falling rapidly, Gao Wen quickly lowered his head and looked around, judging his own position and the landing point of the tennis ball, and then realized:
Bottom line.

Tim's high ball also showed a talent for handle. He successfully controlled the tennis ball towards the bottom line only by touching the ball with one-handed backhand.

Gawain didn't have time to think about whether the lob would go out of bounds, but he couldn't take the risk. He turned around and sprinted back following the flight of the tennis ball.

A diagonal sprint from the front of the net on the right towards the dead end of the left baseline, and, worse still—

This is Gao Wen's backhand position.

(End of this chapter)