"Game, high."

The sound of Esdrakey announcing the score echoed over the Arthur Ashe Stadium, swirling in the minds of the audience and stirring up a huge wave.

Slowly, my brain came back to its senses.

It’s guaranteed...it’s been issued.

Surprisingly!

Standing precariously on the edge of the cliff, Gao Wen miraculously saved the break point and held his serve, finally ending the bad trend of losing seven games in a row.

Moreover, with the score at "30:40", he scored three points in a row to reverse the situation. These short three points were rich in content and diverse in form, opening a new door again.

In this way, the downward trend was stopped from continuing!

incredible!

Unbelievable! Although it was not a resurrection, it continued hope in the desperate situation, firmly grasped a ray of dawn, and barely managed to prolong the suspense of victory or defeat.

This, this is really, really, really wonderful! The next second, all the thoughts and ideas in the brain disappeared, leaving only a clamor, which turned into roars and cheers that filled the entire venue.

Ah! Ah! The whole Arthur Ashe Stadium went crazy, pushing the game to an incredible height.

"Bang! Fight!"

The simplest and most plain sentence has become the most real and vivid portrayal at this moment, because their hearts -

Fighting.

Crazy, insane, the whole audience was plunged into a frenzy, the power and heat of the heartbeats turned into raging waves, venting out in a mighty manner.

boom--

The whole audience roared.

Djokovic: …

Djokovic couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and he needed a little time to digest it.

Although he didn't care whether he broke serve in this game, letting Gao Wen hold serve in this way was definitely not his plan.

A strange feeling quietly penetrated into the rock-solid confidence, staring at the figure across the court, taking root little by little.

Wait, this can't be...

No.

No! Djokovic held his breath and stared at Gawain intently, his eyes burning and focused, trying to find some clues.

On the other side of the network.

Gawain seemed unusually quiet.

There was no fist pumping, no cheering, no roaring, no jumping, not even a glance when turning around, no celebration at all.

Stumbling and falling, Gawain finally had to use his racket as a crutch to support his body, thus barely avoiding the danger of falling.

huff.

huff huff huff.

His chest rose and fell like a bellows, and he was breathing heavily, but his throat was dry and his lungs were burning, and he was still short of oxygen.

His knees were weak, his muscles were trembling, and even standing was difficult. This kind of consumption and burning was the first time in Gawain's career.

As expected, the lack of competition and confrontation means that the preparation process for a Grand Slam-level event is still too short. With a two-week, five-set, three-win schedule, the test becomes more severe as time goes on. Without sufficient preparation and confrontation to form inertia, it will still be too difficult.

but!

It is a dilemma, but also an opportunity.

If he can grit his teeth and persevere, and get through this test, then everything will be different. The period of preparation for future Grand Slams may not need to be so long, and he will not be unprepared when encountering a similar situation again in the future. This kind of growth and transformation cannot be given by the system.

call.

call……

Taking deep breaths, continuous deep breaths, Gao Wen supported his body with the racket and slowly adjusted his breathing rhythm. He looked like he had been fished out of the water.

Then, he stood up straight again, with his back straight, and the corners of Gao Wen's mouth slightly raised.

It is joy and happiness.

This summer has been full of ups and downs and great gains, right?

With a turn, Gawain was ready to continue fighting.

The air was burning hot.

The situation has not been overturned, but one can clearly feel that the confrontation between the two sides is warming up again, and another exciting thing is happening.

"3:1", in the deciding set, Gao Wen saved his serve for the first time and stopped the slump of losing seven games in a row, but Gao Wen was unable to change the situation immediately.

After all, Djokovic's sophistication and maturity are indeed at their peak.

In the next game, despite wasting three game points, Djokovic never gave away a break point. In the end, after a close fight, he successfully held his serve and entered the intermission with a "4:1" lead.

Ninety seconds, short but precious.

“5:2”.

Gao Wen held his serve again and this time he finally did not face the test of a break point.

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Djokovic remained undeterred and marched steadily towards the finish line of victory.

Thus, the classic score and the legendary score appeared——

Judging from the game scores, Djokovic was far ahead and the outcome seemed to be no longer in suspense, but in fact, the two players were only one service game apart.

But the point is that Djokovic is already on the brink of victory, and in every next game, Gawain has no way out and no room to breathe.

The biggest difference from the Australian Open at the beginning of the year is that this time, Djokovic really has the key to victory.

Arthur Ashe Stadium cheered for Gawain at the top of its lungs, because it supported Gawain, and also because it supported the team that was lagging behind.

They haven't seen enough yet, this Huashan Sword Contest should not end so abruptly.

Then.

Qiao Wangsheng suddenly jumped up, clenched his fists, and roared in ecstasy with his blood boiling.

"ah!"

Gao Wen won four points in a row and delivered the first "love game" of the deciding set, successfully holding his serve and keeping his serve with no way out.

"5:3".

Part of the reason was that Djokovic had no intention of fighting and did not spend too much energy in this game. After trying to fight for two points without success, Djokovic just gave up this game hastily and prepared to focus more on his serve to win the game.

But no matter what, Gao Wen held his serve with absolute strength and relative ease, which also means that next, Gao Wen can give it a try.

Qiao Wangsheng went crazy, cheering, jumping, and burning, as if this was the first and last day of his life, releasing his energy to his heart's content.

Without reservation.

"Bang! Fight!"

"Bang! Fight!"

Did you hear that? That's the sound of a heart pounding.

Do you feel it? It's the frenzy of blood burning.

It was overwhelming and venting, the entire Arthur Ashe Stadium was engulfed in flames, and the boiling atmosphere reached a new peak.

Then, the two players were ready.

Djokovic serves to win the match.

Inside and outside the Arthur Ashe Stadium, inside and outside the television screens, and in every corner of the world, spectators who were watching the game held their breath. After four hours and twenty-three minutes of fierce battle, the game incredibly reached a climax again.

Huh! With Gawain's ball hitting the net but unfortunately not crossing the net, the match point appeared and Djokovic got three consecutive match points.

"40:0".

Victory is truly within reach. The warmth of the championship trophy can be felt at my fingertips, and the atmosphere in Arthur Ashe Stadium is tense.

Those cheers, those shouts, those breathing, those sounds, all disappeared.

Perhaps, the calmest, most composed and most peaceful people in the entire stadium were the two players on the court, who were concentrating on the game without distraction.