Huh!

Djokovic goes over the top and presses hard.

Oh! The tennis ball was delivered into Gawain's hands.

Ah! Gawain's solid two-handed backhand shot tore the ball along the diagonal line, trying to break the net, and then, all the sounds and breathing froze in an instant.

Thousands of eyes were fixed on the tennis ball, watching Djokovic take a step forward, push off the ground, and make a diving header to steal the ball.

Backhand, one-handed—

Intercept.

Djokovic once again demonstrated his body's flexibility. After stretching it to the extreme, he blocked the shot with a one-handed backhand and actually completed the touch.

The tennis ball gently rises up like a feather, passes over the net, and then gently falls down, just like the feather fluttering down in "Forrest Gump".

Huh.

There was a cry of surprise at the Arthur Ashe Stadium, but the words were cut off before they could even be uttered. Everyone stared at the tennis ball in amazement.

incredible!

Unbelievable! In a hurry, in a panic, Djokovic actually hit such a high-quality shot, pushing Gawain into the abyss again and again.

Tap, tap, tap, tap—

Gawain is running wildly.

run.

run!

Sprint with all your strength!

Gawain sprinted forward with abandon. The thumping sound of his heart seemed to quiet down, just beating against his chest. The cheers, shouts, and noise were no longer important. He just felt the light breeze on his face, and his steps became airy again.

Feeling and burning.

Then.

With a kick of his foot, he slid out.

At this moment, Gawain had completely forgotten about his fatigue and heaviness, and entered a transcendent state. His steps seemed to become lighter again, and he was fully focused.

Whoosh, whoosh, I can even feel the gentle breeze caressing my hair.

With a quick glance out of the corner of his eye, he saw Djokovic jumping twice to adjust his center of gravity, watching his every move intently, making full use of his position to block the gap in front of the net. Amid the stormy waves, the path to breaking the net seemed to be hidden in the blind spot of his sight.

calm.

keep Calm.

The footsteps have already slid out, and the right hand holding the racket has stretched out, but has not yet made a move. The forearm is fully extended, making a tendency to make a straight line.

really!

Djokovic's center of gravity has already moved to his left side to prepare to block the more difficult and narrower straight line, and the gap on the right side slowly opens up.

Here it comes——

Gao Wen's wrist wrapped around the tennis ball softly and delicately, gently rolling and flicking it. Although the shot was delayed, the gentle upward rotation made up for the time difference.

The tennis ball climbed up and flew up playfully and happily, crossed the net, passed Djokovic, and went into the narrow gap in the forehand position.

The wind stopped, and only the sunlight was surging all over the sky and the earth.

Then.

A shiver, a tremor, a shiver jumped from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, as if an electricity had been electrified.

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Arthur Ashe Stadium was in a frenzy, staring at the two players on the court in amazement. With such a score, such a situation, and such a state, they were able to complete such a wonderful and exciting round, and continue to output the sparks of the peak duel for nearly four and a half hours.

Gawain, still didn't celebrate -

He needs to conserve energy.

But this time, Gao Wen looked at Djokovic quietly, like a cold-blooded killer.

Then, he turned around and walked back to the baseline with tired steps, but he straightened his back unconsciously, emitting a strong fighting spirit from inside out.

That is the energy of the soul, standing tall and upright, like a giant.

"40:15".

The commentary booth was going crazy, their hearts were beating wildly and bursting.

"Strictly speaking, no one had the upper hand in this point. Although neither player played to their best and their strengths and weaknesses were not obvious, the tension was like walking on a tightrope throughout the whole match. In the end, Gawain showed a burning attitude and completed an incredible shot."

"Gawain saved the first match point."

Gurgle.

After saying that, Zhan Jun also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, otherwise his throat would be so dry that it would almost smoke. But the saliva was of no use, and he was still very nervous.

because--

The game continues.

Gawain was unmoved, and neither was Djokovic.

Area 1.

One shot, and the net is dropped.

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Buzz buzz buzz, the Serbian fans at the scene were a little agitated. Obviously they didn't want to see such fluctuations, but they still controlled themselves.

Second serve, close range backhand.

Speed...160 kilometers per hour.

Slow down and reduce force, but Djokovic is not worried that such a serve will become a target for Gawain, because Gawain needs to arrange his physical strength reasonably.

Even though Gao Wen's physical peak has passed and he has recovered some energy now, the deciding game is different after all, and Gao Wen needs to look at the long term.

Djokovic, is correct.

Gao Wen's two-handed backhand did not use force to attack. Not only that, but he also pulled a strong topspin, aiming at the deep area of ​​the baseline and hitting the ball along the middle.

It was obvious at first glance that Gawain was trying to squeeze Djokovic and disrupt Djokovic's offensive connection after serving.

Djokovic also felt the pressure, but he was not surprised by Gawain's choice. He moved out of position a little and attacked with his forehand, a typical "Novak attack".

Half-pocket and half-roll, without exerting full force, the line can be diverted and attack towards the deep area of ​​the baseline of Gao Wen's forehand position. There is no need to aim at the blind spot, and full use of the two baseline endpoints of the court can be made to roll up and down.

Gawain's steps were immediately mobilized.

However, Gao Wen was also prepared. His forehand was fully opened while he was moving. He used the movement as a run-up and attacked with his forehand while running.

Press down, hit flat, straight, whip.

Although it was not a full-strength attack, it broke the balance in the stalemate and restricted Djokovic's back-hand shot to a certain extent.

The two consecutive returns brought pressure in different ways. Djokovic had long been aware of Gao Wen's changes and that his condition was gradually improving, so he seized the opportunity, followed the trend, stood firm, and made a solid and sharp backhand with both hands, without continuing to hit the ball.

Look, since Gawain restricted Djokovic from hitting the ball, Djokovic gave up hitting the ball as you wished and suddenly made a surprise attack with a flat shot.

The diagonal lines, the corners, and the entire horizontal axis of the court are fully utilized.

Gawain…ran across the field.

The pace has been improved to the extreme, but Djokovic's rhythm accelerated very suddenly, and the line and landing point were not accurate, which still pushed Gao Wen into trouble.

During the sprint, for the second time in a row, Gao Wen kicked his left leg and slid out.

In fact, sliding consumes a lot of physical energy, and it is easy to get injured, especially when your physical energy is low.

But Gao Wen no longer had time to worry about these things. He was completely focused and absorbed. If he didn't fight hard now, there would be no next step.

He slid and pushed the ball out, but the hitting point was still too late and there was no way he could swing the racket, so he could only use a backhand slice.

Rub everything together.

He cut towards the middle, trying to use the line and landing point to control Djokovic's attack, and use rotation to buy himself some breathing space.

However, is Djokovic willing?

The answer, of course, is no.

At a glance, you can see that Djokovic is setting up his forehand again, ready to go!