Chapter 261 Advancing to the Finals Gawain

raised his right fist high, and the passion of the burst of power at the last moment exploded and spread throughout his chest, and even his breathing became scorching and hot, as if he could feel the magma with every breath.

But, it worked!

This risky shot of a point condensed all the energy and physical strength and released it instantly, eventually completing an incredible shot and scoring the winning point.

Then it's all worth it.

Even though his lungs were burning, he was gasping for breath and unable to make a sound, the firm belief in his eyes did not waver at all. He crossed the entire court forcefully and firmly, and slammed into Stakhovsky on the other side. The desire for victory was boiling in his heart.

At a glance, Stakhovsky could feel the faith bursting out from Gawain's heart, crushing him layer by layer like a storm of youth.

Stakhovsky was a little speechless. This was just a challenge tournament, but the desire to survive displayed by Gawain was like a Grand Slam final, which was really laughable.

However, thinking about it calmly, Stakhovsky couldn't help but sigh. It was always like this when they were young, fighting for every point and winning every battle. That indomitable spirit burned with the recklessness and splendor of youth, blooming every minute and every second, until they became veterans of the tour, professional competitions seemed to be just a job, and that kind of enthusiasm could never be found again.

Stakhovsky was somewhat envious and somewhat frustrated.

call……

Calm down, calm down.

Stakhovsky forced himself to regain his composure and it was Gawain's serve that decided the match, but he still had a chance.

He won't surrender easily, the game isn't over yet.

It was the last game, and if he lost it would be over. Stakhovsky no longer needed to conserve his energy, he needed to go all out and attack in Gawain's serve - young people's mentality was always easily fluctuating, and loopholes might appear when they were close to victory.

However--

Three minutes later, Gawain had already got the match point, and on his first match point, he successfully suppressed Stakhovsky with a first serve. Although Stakhovsky completed the return serve, Gawain's subsequent offensive connection was very timely, continuously compressing Stakhovsky's return space.

Then, Stakhovsky's return was forced to go out shallow. Gao Wen rushed there immediately and launched a forehand attack near the midfield. The tennis ball fell into the dead corner of the baseline. Although Stakhovsky judged the direction correctly, his legs had no strength. After all, he was still one step short and watched the tennis ball fly out of his coverage.

Winning point! Gao Wen cashed in the match point by attacking the winning point. In the serve-winning game, Gao Wen's stable and strong performance was perfect, not giving Stakhovsky too many opportunities, and the game came to an end.

Winner.

"6:4", "6:4", Gao Wen defeated Stakhovsky in two sets, defeated the second seed of the tournament in this evenly matched battle, and advanced to the finals! Boom! Gao Wen jumped up high, waving his right fist and cheering, enjoying the joy of this moment, letting the applause and whistles of the audience surround him, relaxing very briefly, immersing himself in the sweetness of victory, and every pore of his body greedily breathing the air of the scene.

In fact, Gao Wen's physical strength was about to reach its limit, and there was little energy left in the fuel tank. He gritted his teeth and tried his best at the last moment, and won the game before the first physical trough came. Now he no longer has the strength to roar, but only expresses his inner joy with his tightly clenched fists.

From Kokkinakis to Stakhovsky, two completely different opponents and two completely different victories brought an incredible impact to Gao Wen's first Challenge Tournament journey in his career, as if he finally opened the door to a whole new world and experienced the charm of the professional arena.

At this moment, the burning feeling deep in the soul is so unbridled, so hearty and so brilliant, as if releasing itself completely without reservation.

Oh! Oh! Ah! Ah! The audience gave their applause and cheers generously, cheering for both sides of the game.

After a brief surge of joy, Gawain regained his sanity, took a deep breath, and ran forward with a smile on his face. Stakhovsky was already waiting in front of the net. The two hugged each other tightly, sweating profusely and steaming. It was clear that both of them had given their all.

"Excellent game." Stakhovsky said with a smile, then shook his head slightly, not hiding his regret, "You really hit some good shots today."

The sincere praise made Gao Wen smile as well, "That's because my opponent's excellence has inspired my potential. I have already exerted my utmost strength."

Stakhovsky laughed heartily. "I don't think so. There is still the final waiting tomorrow. I will look forward to a showdown."

In a duel, there must be a winner, but that does not mean there must be a loser.

The 2014 Binghamton Challenger was the first to decide a finalist. Young player Gao Wen, who had never participated in any professional competitions before, became the biggest dark horse of the tournament. He defeated the second seed Stakhovsky and advanced to the final. In an instant, everyone was excited.

Could it be that the long-awaited classic scene is really about to appear? Gurgle.

Gurgling.

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Two hours later, with Zverev defeating his opponent in two sets with scores of 6:3 and 6:2, the final lineup was officially determined.

"Gawain VS Zverev".

An unknown dark horse with no world ranking is about to challenge the much-anticipated top seed. Just from the description, it has a distinct fairy-tale color, and it is hard to believe that this is actually happening.

Passersby who don't know the truth certainly have no expectations for this game. "Isn't it obvious? Zverev will definitely win, and the final will probably be swept away directly."

But the fans in the game are eager to try it out. Thinking about Zverev's previous attitude and the current situation, it's fun no matter how you think about it. A bloody drama is about to begin. Even if the game is not good to watch, the off-court highlights are enough for the crowd to enjoy the show.

As soon as the game was over, the media reporters had surrounded the top seed in three layers. Although there were only more than 30 people at the packed scene, it created an illusion that the Big Four had landed in Binghamton. One could sense the reporters' gloating joy at watching the show without words.

The bustling microphones flew towards Zverev Jr. like a giant beast with its bloody mouth opened wide.

Third update.

(End of this chapter)