The wind was howling, the heat was rolling—
Arthur Ashe Stadium briefly sank into the sticky, hot lava, and there was no sound or movement, watching the mustard yellow light with bated breath.
In the previous shot, Gasquet drew his sword in extreme distress, and shot a straight line from his backhand, shocking everyone.
In the next shot, Gao Wen threw a powerful punch while running at high speed, leaped into the air and hit a forehand shot, overturning his balance again.
"Attack VS Attack".
"Breakthrough VS breakthrough".
The two players are like opponents performing fencing on a tightrope high in the sky, swaying but refusing to give an inch. The violently shaking rope attracts the spectators below who are raising their heads high to admire this ultimate showdown. Their hearts have stopped beating for fear of missing any details.
Then.
Gasquet's shortcomings on the defensive end were exposed. He stopped and turned suddenly, and started again, barely pulling his body back. However, his unstable center of gravity made him lose the foundation for a powerful backhand counterattack. In the end, his one-handed backhand could only passively produce a strong topspin, and a roar erupted from his dantian.
——Hitting the face, a little out of control.
Originally, the one-handed backhand was more difficult to control. Without the support of his footwork and center of gravity, Gawain's forehand attack suppressed Gasquet's backhand, so that the entire return ball parabola was completely pulled up and flew across the court to the diagonal.
Well.
After roaring with all his strength, Gasquet groaned, and he could see a black whirlwind sweeping across the field on the opposite side of the court.
Tap tap tap… tap tap tap…
Gao Wen's second reaction was very fast. After landing in the air, he lightly tiptoed, without waiting for his center of gravity to stabilize, and his knees seemed to have springs in them. He jumped up again, pulling his center of gravity to move horizontally to the left. The connection was seamless and smooth, and his acceleration increased immediately.
Push off. Run. Sprint.
In the blink of an eye, Gawain had already arrived on horseback, and without hesitation, he whipped the horse hard and fast, and swung it out in a diagonal "inside-out" motion.
However……
"Oh, almost."
At the moment of shooting, Gao Wen realized that with continuous sudden stops and turns, and continuous active exertion, everything was in chaos, and it was inevitable that there would be some deviations in the control of strength. This time, in his quick shot across the entire court, the power and speed were slightly faster, so that the line control was not accurate enough.
The oblique lines and angles are not completely torn apart.
But this is tennis, things change rapidly, everything is running at high speed, deviations and errors are inevitable.
Fortunately, tennis is a game of error-tolerance, allowing players to continually adjust and rearrange their positions during a rally.
Therefore, Gao Wen did not have time to consider that the previous shot was slightly different from what he had imagined. After an emergency brake, he pulled back.
Attention, high concentration.
As expected, Gawain saw Gasquet's figure.
Obviously, defense is not Gasquet's strong point. In the previous shot, his center of gravity was completely disrupted, so that he lost his defensive position, but Gasquet's subsequent adjustments did not keep up. After regaining his center of gravity, his defensive awareness of moving sideways back to the midfield was obviously half a beat slower.
So, when Gawain continued to choose to shoot diagonally back, Gasquet's footsteps were nearby, and he went in and out by mistake and hit the target.
Gasquet took another step to the left and started to hit a one-handed backhand.
However, Gasquet's footsteps were a little heavy. His consciousness was still directing his feet to continue moving to the right, but his body had already pulled his feet back to the left. His footsteps were a little lazy and chaotic. His footsteps at the defensive moment were not as smooth as those at the offensive moment, and his hitting position was also affected.
Backhand, pushed the ball.
The problem is that, in this shot, he failed to exert enough strength, and the whole stroke seemed a bit sloppy and casual, and he simply pushed the ball back in the middle.
In a strong clash and confrontation, such situations are normal. Both players are consuming oxygen rapidly, and the quality, continuity and connection of offense and defense are inevitably affected. The fierce round will enter a buffer zone, and the quality of these two shots are average.
Gao Wen's footsteps were moving towards the midfield. He immediately realized that the quality of both players' shots had fluctuated, and he immediately made adjustments.
Forehand, originally ready to attack, but at the moment of attack, the grip of the racket changed -
Cutting.
Small ball.
It was so sudden and unexpected that the entire Arthur Ashe Stadium was shocked in an instant. There was a buzzing in my head and my scalp went numb.
……ah.
Gasquet groaned.
Ahhhh.
Along with the vertical movement, the force of pushing off the ground became more and more violent and powerful, speed exploded, and a roar from deep in the dantian also emerged.
Like the low growl from deep in the throat of a Tibetan mastiff when it locks onto a stranger.
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In an instant, the intensity, state, and nature of the entire confrontation were reshuffled.
Gao Wen's small ball chose Gasquet's forehand area, because he knew that Gasquet's backhand was still excellent when handling some delicate techniques, but his forehand was relatively monotonous, so he chose a back-slash small ball to move Gasquet to the forehand position.
Gasquet walked forward and observed, and then saw that Gawain's footsteps had already entered the baseline.
Apparently, Gauvin thought Gasquet would choose to retaliate with a small shot.
Gasquet quickly observed and judged, and he had to admit that -
Indeed, Gawain's shot was sudden and unexpected enough. Although its quality was average, it was a first-mover advantage, so Gasquet had limited room to maneuver.
By the time Gasquet had gotten into position, the tennis ball had already fallen a second time, leaving him with very little space to hit the ball. The probability of him choosing to lob a small ball back should be more than 90 percent.
This is called a trap.
Gasquet realized the existence of the trap at the first moment, but would he still step into it even though he knew it was there?
When he was a teenager, Gasquet was hailed as a genius and was more popular than Nadal. In addition to his elegant and sharp backhand shots, another reason was that his touch was very delicate and diverse, and he could often bring surprises when handling some technical balls.
The biggest regret is that Gasquet's ability to withstand pressure is average. When the game enters a tense state, his brain often goes blank. He is unable to choose the right technique at the right time to complete the right process, and his ability cannot be brought into play.
But now, Gasquet's confidence has reached a small peak. The speed and clarity of his brain are completely different, and the stadium in his field of vision is naturally different.
He saw it.
One is a soft spot that is not a soft spot, and the other is a gap that is not a gap.
then--
Without hesitation, Gasquet pushed his forehand out.
As you step forward, cut into the space between the tennis ball and the ground with your forehand, lightly lift it, and then use the power of your wrist to lift it up and gently push it forward.
It's all just cleverness.
The tennis ball flew lightly over the net, drawing a small diagonal line. In fact, it was still in the straight line area, and fell into Gawain's left half court along his right half court, aiming at the narrow passage next to Gawain's left foot.
Is this... a chase-down ball? No!