MTL - Match Point-Chapter 9 super power ball

ah!

MacDonald sensed the crisis the moment Gao Wen started filming.

With a skateboard-style flick with force, Gao Wen reversed the disadvantage of the strong-for-hit draw, tearing up the angle with one slap, disrupting McDonald's rhythm in an instant.

But Macdonald, who was concentrating on hitting the ball, did not lose his mind. He jumped lightly on the spot, kicked his left foot hard, and his body shot out like an arrow off the string. In the middle, the right arm is straightened, reaching for the tennis ball soaring high.

At this time, McDonald had lost the position of the best hitting point, but he still tried his best, kicked hard in the fast running, completely threw himself out like a baseball player sliding base, and then made full use of the power of kicking Complete the movement of twisting your waist and sending your shoulders, and swing your arms horizontally.

Got it!

The high-speed flying tennis ball hit the racket. At this time, McDonald had lost control of his body and could no longer hold back—

Straighten your back, send your shoulders, swing your arms, and hit the ball!

The whole movement was done in one go, with a faster speed and higher strength to swing the racket powerfully, and after finishing hitting the ball, the forehand swing still did not end, the racket completed a Thomas roundabout action on the head, and the eyes were still fixed on playing tennis.

Whoosh!

Snapped!

The tennis ball turned into a streamline of mustard yellow, pulled out at an even more outrageous angle, flew close to the net, fell quickly, and landed directly in the teeing area. The refraction angle reached 75 degrees, and then shot up high, like a shooting star Generally rushed to the audience stands.

Oops!

"Big Angle VS Bigger Angle!"

With the help of Gawain's forehand return, McDonald opened up a wider angle and hit a counterattack similar to an outside corner serve. The tennis ball landed in the service area without any mistakes, and flew towards the outside of the doubles area. It went out, and the bounce after landing was very high and very fast.

Gawain realized right away that his return was still not able to completely suppress McDonald.

Similarly, McDonald's return ball does not need to be predicted to be able to see the line clearly-because this is a forehand pull exercise, the foot stays in place.

But the problem now is not anticipation, but batting.

McDonald's return ball bounced high and high, judging from the upward arc, the bounce height was already able to pass the top of Gawain's head.

what to do?

Tread.

Tread.

Gawain adjusted his position in small steps continuously, and quickly moved laterally. His body had already entered the shadowed area from the sunlit area, and disappeared like a ninja. However, his eyes remained motionless, locked on the tennis ball bathed in the golden sunlight.

The sound of the wind stirred in my ears.

Kick off!

jump!

The 193cm tall man jumped up high, his legs were volleying in the air, his back was bent, stretched like a big sculpture bow, through the beautiful curve of his back, he could clearly see the clear blue and gorgeous Golden, the whole figure escaped from the shadows and appeared in the sunlight again.

Hands up!

Lift your shoulders!

The whole body has been stretched to the extreme, like a kite flying freely under the blue sky, light and free, and the perfect suspension brings a pure visual enjoyment, but Gawain didn't notice these at all, and his attention was completely concentrated.

Gao Wen stared intently at the tennis ball. At this time, the hitting point had already passed the top of his head, but he still raised the racket high, making full use of the height of the jump and his own height. The racket became an extension of the arm, seized the commanding height, and found the hitting point. ball point, and—

The forearm swung quickly, vibrating with all its strength like a horsewhip, and the wrist was nimbly suppressed, creating the effect of blocking the ball from top to bottom.

rub!

The forearm can feel the strong force of the rapid impact of the tennis ball, but the swift and violent swinging movement strongly suppresses the vibration, and he swings with all his strength.

boom!

Suppress with all your strength! Forcibly fight back! The tennis ball flew out like a cannon.

boom!

The tennis ball flew a straight parabola, and smashed towards the ground at an incident angle of 75 degrees, just like a bomber flying over the city at low altitude. In the collision of force and force, the flight line was perfectly controlled, rotation and speed. All have been completely crushed by force.

boom!

The top-down flight trajectory hit the inner side of the teeing area on McDonald's side, shallow and oblique, and hit the dead corner of the bottom line of the teeing area, and rushed out like a meteor. The superposition of speed and speed, strength and Doubling the power, the tennis ball explodes with incredible energy.

Whoosh.

It disappeared in a blink of an eye, and it seemed that it was just a ball mark on the ground, but the tennis ball disappeared without a trace, and it was impossible to catch the sight.

MacDonald was still standing in his forehand position and did not lose his position. Logically speaking, he was still able to complete his reaction and even catch the ball and hit back. However, the speed and strength of tennis directly broke the limit of reflex nerves, and he reacted He had already rushed to the audience seats before.

like a statue!

Can't move!

He was stared at the spot, and he stretched out the racket subconsciously, but he didn't know what the tennis ball distribution line was. The next second, he felt a gust of wind passing by, and he turned his head to look at it reflexively. In the past, watching the tennis ball drag its long tail and fly up to the stands.

And his footsteps, like nails, did not make the slightest movement at all.

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The line of sight moved back and forth between the spectator seats and the landing point of the court. Perhaps, the ball mark left on the court could prove what happened just now—and the return ball was definitely within bounds. Perfect return.

wheeze.

wheeze.

The heart slammed into the chest, the adrenaline burst continuously, and the whole head roared. Then, Macdonald panted heavily, raised his head slightly, but found that the slowly rising sun was so dazzling.

"Forehand VS Forehand", Gao Wen, win!

It is MacDonald who has continuously accumulated advantages through strength and speed. In the long-term forehand pull, he has accumulated enough advantages; in the predicament, Gao Wen took the lead in making changes, using rotation to reverse the unfavorable situation. It also forced MacDonald to fight hard and hit a limit point.

However!

Unexpectedly, Gao Wen hit back with a super powerful forehand. In addition to his strength, he made full use of his height advantage and the strength of his forearm, and finally hit an unsolvable return. Macdonald could only wait and see. Qiu Xing sighed, the reacting figure was suppressed, indeed...

Fantastic!

Looking at the empty stands of the stadium, Macdonald could not help but let out a sad sigh with a hint of fascination.

But the emotional stay was only short, and then he turned his head and applauded Gao Wen - this shot really deserves applause and encouragement.

However, the words that came out of his mouth were... "Sorry."

After Macdonald finished speaking, he showed a helpless apology, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, shaking his head to express his helplessness while smiling slightly to express his apology.

"Sorry sorry, really, sorry."