"40:AD", Gao Wen's second break point.
The Suzanne Lenglen stadium was in a state of excitement.
For French audiences, the situation they most wanted to see finally happened -
More exciting duels, more thrilling collisions, and better-looking rounds.
As a result, the applause and cheers surged for a long time before they calmed down. Everyone was encouraging Tiafoe, not because they hated Gawain, but because they expected Tiafoe to make the game more exciting. At least the third set deserved a more thrilling ending.
Sinna felt deeply that he was like a small boat in a storm, and the sound he made with all his might was easily swallowed up by the huge waves.
However, Sinner was not discouraged. Not only that, he was full of enthusiasm. He looked at Gawain on the court with a calm and firm belief. He exuded a strong aura from the inside out, suppressing all the restlessness and frenzy in the court. His piercing eyes revealed a sense of mission:
Let the storm come even harder.
Suddenly, Sinner's heart exploded.
Pop.
Pop.
The sound of Tiafoe bouncing the ball was not crisp, and even a little dull, as the red clay swallowed up the sound. However, the huge Suzanne Lenglen Stadium was completely silent, but one could still clearly hear the sound of the ball bouncing, again and again, as if it was hitting one's heart, and one subconsciously held his breath.
One shot, inside corner.
Tiafoe fought for the ball——
Because Tiafoe also realized the importance of this point, he showed his big heart at this moment and fought for a serve on the break point.
It was an inside corner, at a speed of 203 kilometers per hour, and the landing point was tricky, almost at the T point. It was difficult to tell whether it was out of bounds just by looking at it with the naked eye.
But the sideline referee and the center line referee both made a hand-clasped gesture: in bounds.
Tiafoe, put the fight together.
The inner corner directly mobilized Gao Wen completely, and with a kick of his feet, his body jumped out——
passive.
Extremely passive.
Just like the previous point, Tiafoe took the initiative at the critical moment through excellent serve; twice in a row, Tiafoe chose to suppress Gawain's forehand. From this, it can be seen that he was still concerned about Gawain's backhand, and at the critical moment he subconsciously suppressed his forehand to create an advantage.
Gawain, did not move in advance, but was not surprised by Tiafoe's choice.
The body flew up.
However, the perfect combination of ball speed and landing point still put Gao Wen in a deep passive position. His upper body was stretched to the extreme, and his footsteps were too late. In the end, he could only rely on the extension of his upper body to swing the racket and touch the ball.
The racket barely touched the tennis ball.
But the time of contact with the ball was too short, and there was no time to increase friction. Therefore, Gao Wen simply chose to push and flick his wrist, using the force in the direction of his body's movement, using inertia to rush forward and complete the shot.
Then the tennis ball jumped right back.
Backslash.
The tennis ball flew to Tiafoe's left side, but unfortunately, the line and landing point were not well controlled, and it was basically a half-court ball; and the parabola was not completely pressed down. Tiafoe fully exerted his strength advantage, and the ball was very heavy, suppressing Gawain's return ball.
At this point, the effect of suppressing the forehand can be seen: if it is a backhand, when the swing time and space are compressed, Gao Wen can push more power back by leveraging the force and create a different hitting effect; but it is difficult to do this with the forehand when there is no way to complete an effective swing.
Tiafoe, went online.
Tiafoe immediately realized that his serve was effective, cut into the baseline, and then quickly followed up to the front half.
Adjust your steps and force yourself to turn sideways.
Tiafoe did not choose to hit the ball with his backhand as per the rules, but adjusted his steps continuously.
Sideways forehand.
From two consecutive crossover steps to the left, it can be seen that Tiafoe is ready to give the Thunder a blow and directly get the winning point.
This is a classic wall-punch strategy, also known as "One-Two-Punch", which completes the attack through a combination of serve and the next shot attack.
Clean, strong, and in control.
The whole audience held their breath.
On the other side of the court, Gawain's entire body weight had been thrown out. He saw Tiafoe's footsteps out of the corner of his eye, and alarm bells rang in his mind: he kicked with his right leg, raising a piece of red soil.
Immediately afterwards, the power of the calf exploded instantly, a powerful reaction force surged up, and then the body rushed out in the opposite direction.
With just a glance, Gawain had already made a prediction. If Tiafoe chose to hit the forehand sideways, he must be aiming at his backhand diagonal line.
Gawain's reflexes were very quick, and he rushed out in a flash, his figure sprinting at full speed turning into a streak of light.
Tiafoe noticed Gawain's movement, but was not disturbed and did not show any mercy. He turned sideways and hit with his forehand, exerting full force and releasing all his strength: heavy hammer!
Sinner's heart contracted to the extreme in an instant, and all the muscles in his body stiffened. Even sitting in the stands, he could deeply feel the power of Tiafoe's hitting. It was solid enough, condensed enough, and strong enough, as if the tennis ball was about to be exploded, with layers of power overflowing.
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The tennis ball seemed to disappear from sight, disappeared in the sunshine all over the sky, disappeared in the dusty air, and all the noisy sounds disappeared.
Time, at this moment, stretched out very long, as if it had slowed down a hundred or a thousand times, and then -
whoosh.
The tennis ball reappeared, hit the inside of the sideline, glided out, and blurred into a streak of light.
So, what about Gawain?
run.
Sprint.
near.
Just a little bit, it seemed like just a little bit, Gawain and the tennis ball were racing, two beams of light chasing each other, equally matched and indistinguishable.
Could it be that he couldn't catch up? His heart was stuck in his throat. The whole place was silent, even the sound of his heartbeat and breathing disappeared.
But see——
Just before the tennis ball was about to hit the ground, Gawain's upper body had already fully extended, his feet had left the singles line, and his upper body was close to the doubles line. He only used the upper end of the racket to complete a quick pull and collision, and like Mars hitting the Earth, the two light shadows collided with each other.
Boom! Gao Wen's two-handed backhand was stretched to the limit. His left hand pushed and hit his right hand completely. Then his right wrist twisted and lifted, and the speed of the racket head increased to a whole new level. He hit it straight out, and before he had time to carefully feel the strong turbulence of the collision and friction between the tennis ball and the racket string -
The tennis ball has already flown out.
The superposition of speed and speed, the collision of strength and strength, once again made the tennis ball enter the speed of light state, penetrate into the brilliant sunshine, and disappear just like that.
Sinner stared at the court in astonishment, searching for the tennis ball with wide eyes, forgetting to breathe, and he was not the only one.
All the spectators, including Tiafoe, looked in the direction of Gawain's shot.
straight line.
Around the column.
Crescent Moon Scimitar.
Gao Wen took a desperate move and chose the Huashan road, carving out a way out on the court.
So, what about tennis?