"Focus! Tannathy, focus!"
"you can do it!"
"The guy across the court, who's nothing, you can beat him. You can!"
"concentrated!"
"At least get one point first, you can always get one, right? You can hit the ball, right? You won't forget how to hit the ball, right?"
"It shouldn't be."
"You should crush him, you should crush him like an ant, you should crush him under your feet, you should know what you are capable of!"
"He didn't even have a first serve. He only had a second serve a few times. How could he not catch it? You should have exploded with energy and hit his second serve to death, hard!"
"Start with the return of serve, receive the serve first! Then, step by step!"
Kogkinakis kept clenching his fists, cheering himself up, taking deep breaths, taking deep breaths again, regaining his confidence, and then returned to the bottom line.
Accurately catch the ball.
tread.
Tread.
Kogkinakis gently tiptoed and swayed, finding his rhythm.
Second District.
inner angle.
You've got it!
The calf muscles suddenly burst out with energy, and the body jumped out directly. He made a small forehand shot, and the forearm whipped quickly like a whip. The power exploded instantly, and you could even clearly feel the forearm muscles exploding inch by inch. The impact made the blood boil.
boom!
One hit, one blow!
Accurate!
finally!
Kogkinakis finally found his hitting touch on the fourth serve——
In fact, so far, Gao Wen's service game has an average first-server success rate, two first-servers, two second-servers, and the overall service quality is average.
Just like in Doha, the adjustment of the serving action has basically been completed, but it is still not fully adapted and slightly unstable.
But Kogkinakis has always been too impatient and eager, and has never received the serve well. Now facing the first serve, he finally received a high-quality return.
Whoosh.
The tennis ball turned into a streak of light and shadow and jumped out in the direction of the back slash.
pretty!
Kogkinakis's shot was aimed at the backhand position behind Gao Wen, and he used all his strength to suppress it. As long as the hitting point was deep enough, Gao Wen, who had just completed the serve, would not be able to stretch out and swing, making the backhand difficult. To complete a complete shot, the best situation is to barely block a beat.
As a result, Kogkinakis' footsteps immediately entered the bottom line——
There is no net, but pressure in the midfield area within the baseline.
really!
Gawain was very, very embarrassed. He didn't even have time to swing the backhand with both hands. He barely blocked a shot under his feet. The arc of the tennis ball immediately shot up. You can even see Gawain's center of gravity being unstable and taking small steps in succession. Adjust your focus and try to defend amid the chaos.
Chance!
Kogkinakis' eyes were firm, and he adjusted his position continuously in small steps, getting closer little by little. He did not act too hastily, but waited for the tennis ball to hit the ground before hitting the ball——
This kind of shot is more stable than the volley smash and is more suitable for exerting force.
Kick the ground! Turn around!
Hammer!
ah!
This time, Kogkinakis's steps were completely steady, and the entire hitting movement was completed in one go, with full force. You can even see the tennis ball being compressed to the extreme and then released again, and the power and speed were pushed to the extreme in an instant.
Backslash, still backslash, repeated placement, backhand shot, Kogkinakis aimed hard at Gawain's backhand hammer.
Tennis balls turned into bullets.
And what about across the field?
After adjusting his center of gravity in small steps, Gao Wen stared at Kogkinakis intently, and he could judge the hitting line from Kogkinakis' sideways movements.
One meal, one kick.
The body was already sprinting horizontally to the left, taking small steps in quick and steady steps without any intention of retreating, and started the backhand early with both hands.
Turn around! Send for shooting!
Then you can see that the speed of Gawain's racket head instantly increased by a notch, and the flexibility of his wrist completely wrapped the tennis ball and pushed it quickly.
Use your strength to fight!
Although Kogkinakis exerted all his strength, he could not see the difficulty of Gawain at all. He pushed and sent, and completed the ball with a backhand with both hands.
As fast as lightning!
boom!
The tennis ball rushed out faster and more violently.
straight line!
Gao Wen, who predicted accurately in advance, took his steps in time, pushed a straight line boldly and carefully, and soared straight along the sideline.
Defensive counterattack!
At this time, Kogkinakis was standing on his backhand, and the entire right half of the court had been cleared, with large tracts of space waiting for incoming attacks.
Kogkinakis didn't even have time to kick the ground or make any reaction. The tennis ball had already jumped out and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
What...what's going on?
The smile froze at the corner of Kogkinakis' mouth, and he grabbed a winning point in his hand. How could the situation be turned around?
Returning serve, no problem.
There is no problem in connecting the offense.
Line selection, no problem.
There was no problem with everything, and the strength, speed, and placement were all executed according to my own conception. It was perfect. I already had an absolute advantage, but why didn't I score?
"Game, high."
The referee has already announced the score, "2:0". In the first set, Gao Wen easily leads.
Subconsciously, Kogkinakis turned his head and looked towards the other side of the court, and then he could see——
Gawain, still did not celebrate.
To be precise, Gao Wen was walking towards the caddy on the sidelines, asking for a towel and preparing to wipe his sweat. However, as soon as he took the towel, he realized that he was not sweating at all, so he did not wipe the sweat and handed the towel to him again. The caddy even smiled and apologized.
Kogkinakis felt that he had received a hundred thousand critical hits. Was that guy despising himself?
boom!
In an instant, the strings of reason broke. Before Kogkinakis could react, he slammed the racket directly to the ground.
Is the guy ignoring him?
There are words in his mouth.
"Grass."
"Hurry, hurry, hurry."
Who can tell him what is going on? What on earth just happened? Even though he had preset difficulties, things were still different from what he imagined.
Nothing is ever the same.
Kogkinakis couldn't understand.
To be precise, it only took five minutes from the beginning of the game to now, but everything happened so fast that there was no time to breathe.
According to Kogkinakis' own playing style, Kogkinakis actually likes fast-paced games. Regardless of winning or losing, the whole rhythm must be carried out, like a wind and a cloud; if he gets caught in a tug-of-war, then he will be very uncomfortable. It's like being covered in lice.
But today, it feels different.
The tempo is getting faster, which should be his favorite style; but Kogkinakis has always been very awkward. No matter how he hits the ball, nothing seems to be right. Inexplicably, he is already two games behind, but his head is still a mess. paste.
"Wake up, Tannathy!"
Kogkinakis clenched his right fist and hit his head hard, hoping to wake up.
However……
Obviously, Kogkinakis still couldn't think clearly. The whole game was like a bullet train, whizzing by and rushing forward.
He didn't know how to slow down the tempo, and Gao Wen also deliberately raised the tempo of the game, and then things got out of control.
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