Chapter 258 Turning the Situation Around

Here, fast! Pressure! Covering the net! There, faster! Breaking the net! Crossing to win! "Gawain vs. Stakhovsky", in the strong collision of suppression and counter-suppression, Gawain finally won with a more courageous and determined attitude.

For the third time in a row, Stakhovsky made a mistake in prediction and ran in the wrong direction. He had no chance at all, and Gao Wen won the game with the winning point.

Stakhovsky stared at the tennis ball intently, watching it fall into his own court, still far away from the sideline, a perfect in-bounds ball. He could only look up at the sky in frustration, stopped, and then finally couldn't help but roared, not satisfied with his performance.

My own prediction actually became a loophole that my opponent exploited?

Is this really a freshman who is participating in the Challenger Tournament for the first time? Why is he so experienced and calm? He has already grasped the game and figured out a solution in just the fifth game? No way? But Stakhovsky didn't have time to think about it, because he had to face a break point now.

"First, Gao."

The game is changing rapidly, and this is the situation at this moment. It seems that Stakhovsky is in control of the situation, but in the blink of an eye he is at a disadvantage.

call.

Stakhovsky let out a long breath, then calmed down and prepared to serve.

The biggest difference between him and Kokkinakis is that when facing a crisis, Stakhovsky is calmer and more focused, and pays more attention to details.

On the break point, both players were more careful in the first three shots, neither side found any opportunities, and then a tug-of-war in the round was formed.

Back and forth.

Back and forth.

Neither player hastily changed the line of the ball. The square ball was easy to judge. They just had to run back and forth according to inertia during the lateral movement. Both defense and offense could be in position early. There was no chance to break the deadlock, and both sides were in a continued stalemate.

Five beats, ten beats.

Fifteen beats, twenty beats.

In the blink of an eye, the two players had already entered the twenty-shot stage, and then Gao Wen's return shot was a little shallow, and Stakhovsky immediately made a solid forehand attack and hit a diagonal line -

It is very simple and unpretentious. There is no rush to rise to the point, no improvement in the connecting rhythm, and no rotation. It is just a simple flat shot. Its characteristics are that it is solid, heavy and accurate.

Just like Stakhovsky himself, he plays basketball conscientiously and diligently.

whoosh.

Gao Wen immediately fell into a passive position. Although he ran into the right position, it was too late for him to hit the ball.

What to do? So Gao Wen simply gave up the power of kicking his legs and relied entirely on the pulling power of his upper body to increase the speed of his swing, using his forearms to quickly swing the racket, rubbing the racket with strong rotation.

One belt and one stroke.

Gao Wen's wrist made a very delicate change in the hitting action, and then drew a small diagonal line when returning the ball -

He did not hit the ball with all his strength, nor did he change the line rashly, but instead used cleverness to change the angle of incidence of the diagonal line.

It was a diagonal line, still a diagonal line, but it fell on the serving area like a serve, bounced off the ground, and then shot out high, forming a super large angle shallowly and thinly.

With one shot, Stakhovsky forced Gawain into a passive position.

With the same shot, Gawain turned the disadvantage around and pushed Stakhovsky into the abyss.

Damn it!

Stakhovsky was at his forehand position and was about to return to the midfield to stick to his defensive position, but the next second he was forced to change his center of gravity and was pulled out, and then returned to the forehand position again, with his feet pulled out of the doubles line.

But his steps were still a little slow. With his center of gravity shaking, he could only use his upper body to lean forward. In extreme condition, he barely reached the target and cut the tennis ball back.

During the long round of confrontation, both players had entered an anaerobic state. It was obvious that Stakhovsky was lacking in stamina, and his footsteps could not be pushed out, resulting in the hitting point being not enough, and he could only cut with one shot; even the arc of the cut could not be suppressed.

At the same time, Gawain's lungs began to burn, but his attention remained absolutely focused, and he was completely absorbed in watching the flight trajectory of the tennis ball.

Whoosh! The tennis ball flew out a full parabola, high and floating, and went into the sunlight. The audience all looked up at the tennis ball with a gasp.

At this point, Gao Wen had an absolute advantage! The audience had never expected that in the "shot vs. shot" contest, Stakhovsky's return ball first lost the inertia of the flat shot and was forced to cut the ball, and then Gao Wen won the opportunity to hit the high ball.

From the stalemate in the four-way ball to the transition from advantage to disadvantage, the gap had widened in a flash before we could even exhale.

So……

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Gao Wen took very fast steps, tap, tap, tap, and in a blink of an eye he was in front of the net. He kept adjusting with small steps. He raised his head to the sky and could see the shadow of a tennis ball cast in the golden sunlight and blue sky.

I spread my arms like a roc spreading its wings. I could clearly hear the sound of the wind blowing past my ears. The sun was hot and lightly shining on the surface of my skin. The whole world was quiet. There was only me and the tennis ball. The strong wind passed through my arms and my body jumped lightly, as if I only needed a little bit of strength to ride the wind away.

Jump! Swing your arms! Push down!

There is a slight pause in the air, and then the arms swing in a big circle, from top to bottom, to hit the ball hard.

Bang! Heavy! Boom! The tennis ball landed directly on Stakhovsky's court and was nailed without any suspense! After it bounced off the ground, it flew high into the audience stands, causing the audience to stand up and prepare to catch the ball, making a lot of noise and excitement.

"Competition, high!"

Ah! Ah! Gawain jumped up high, his endless passion bursting in his chest, he screamed and roared, releasing it to his heart's content.

From Stakhovsky holding two game points to Gao Wen turning the situation around and breaking the serve, the changes in the situation in this game were completely beyond everyone's expectations. It was originally thought that Stakhovsky had the game in his hands, but Gao Wen snatched it out of his mouth and the first break of the game occurred.

How did this happen? My lungs were burning.

Eyes that are breathing fire.

Although the anaerobic state made every pore of his body gasp for breath, the heroic spirit and grandeur still hit him recklessly. In the 26-shot duel, Gawain had the last laugh in the end, and broke the serve with a high-pressure ball with great momentum.

Ahhh! The heat wave is gushing out!

The world is in turmoil!

The whole stadium was boiling with excitement because of Gao Wen's passionate celebration. The excitement spread throughout the stadium and the game was instantly pushed to its first climax. It seemed that the semi-final competition had finally lived up to its name until this moment.

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