Chapter 495 Cold-blooded Killer

From defense to offense, then increase the intensity of the offense, and then back to defense again.

The rhythm of the entire offense and defense transition was really too fast. Almost every shot was a quick switch between suppression and counter-suppression. Both players entered a state of complete oblivion in their batting. But at the critical moment, it could be seen that even when they were passive, Gao Wen still made arrangements through the high-speed operation of his brain, and the conversion between disadvantages and advantages was obviously more efficient.

Then, Cilic had to face the dilemma of the ball behind him.

Cilic's 198-centimeter tall body was twisted like a pretzel, and he put his hands awkwardly behind his back to barely block the backhand.

bass.

Regardless, Cilic still managed to intercept the ball, but unfortunately he didn’t have time to control it. The next second, the parabola of the tennis ball could be seen floating up and slowly getting higher and longer. However, even Cilic himself didn’t know where the return ball was going. It vaguely looked like—

straight line?

Dengdengdeng.

Gao Wen's calves exploded instantly , pushing the ground forcefully to push his body forward, rushing towards the net at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

Unintentionally, Cilic's volley from behind created a short ball. From the parabolic trajectory of the ball, it can be seen that the landing point should be within the serving area, so Gao Wen rushed forward immediately.

As fast as lightning!

Gawain sprinted diagonally across the court at full speed, crossing the court like a flash of blue lightning, and quickly glanced at Cilic's position out of the corner of his eye.

At this time, Cilic also realized that the next step should be a close fight in front of the net, so he quickly stepped forward to get closer to the net, covering all areas with his tall body. His feet were vaguely approaching the backhand position, but his feet kept jumping in place, and his center of gravity could complete the second start at any time.

Lightning flash!

Go ahead! Brake! Swing!

Gao Wen's forehand shot was completed, a sweeping block, before the tennis ball bounced off the ground and fell below the net, sweeping the tennis ball down directly in a blocking manner.

Cool! Fast! Violent!

Bang! The tennis ball turned into a meteor and disappeared on the right side of Cilic's court.

Forehand! Cilic immediately realized that he had made a misjudgment, and his second move was very fast, almost as a reflex, he stretched out his racket towards the forehand position, but -

Too fast! Gao Wen's sweep across the net was so fast that the tennis ball blurred into a streak of light.

"Deuce."

The referee has already announced the score directly.

The entire Arthur Ashe Stadium was instantly filled with thunderous applause. All the spectators stood up and cheered like they had lost their minds. This roller coaster-like exciting match was exactly the kind of game they had been looking forward to.

But what about Gawain?

Clenched fist! Watch! Cold-blooded!

Gawain did not express his emotions as passionately as Cilic. He just raised his clenched right fist towards Cilic, staring at him with a firm and calm gaze. The slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed a hint of icy murderous intent, and his powerful aura surged towards Cilic.

Cilic couldn't help but shudder.

Then, Gawain slowly stepped back, one step at a time.

But his eyes were always fixed on Cilic, without blinking, until Cilic felt scared and could not help turning away. Then Gawain smiled unreservedly and pursed his dry lips gently, as if he was tasting the bloody smell in the air at this moment.

The commentary booth was boiling like boiling water, with emotions surging and enthusiasm rising. It seemed that Cilic was ready to explode and win the third set, but Gawain still launched a desperate counterattack to tie the score. The victory of this game and even this set was still under competition.

Gurgling.

The atmosphere at the Arthur Ashe Stadium was burning wildly and there was no quiet at all. The game finally reached its climax, but both players were unmoved and all their attention was completely focused on the game.

Area 1, outer corner.

Serve in! But Gao Wen still chose to hit the serve flat. On the one hand, the power of his legs was not as strong as in the first two sets, so he needed to distribute the power of his serve more reasonably. On the other hand, the focus should be on the angle rather than the power in the outer corner of the first zone. The strong outward rotation pulled Cilic out of the court.

really.

Cilic took a big step forward, and with his body almost losing its balance, he hit the ball with his forehand, but the effect of this shot was obviously not as good as the previous one.

He hoped to push the ball back as deep as possible, but the result was that the midfield was just a little bit deeper.

Gao Wen immediately took a step forward, put his feet on the baseline, and took small steps to adjust to the sideways forehand position. Facing this forehand return from the middle, he immediately attacked.

Whiplash! Skateboard! Backslash! Give them a taste of their own medicine.

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Gawain's forehand skateboard backhand attack firmly suppressed Cilic's backhand position, forcing Cilic to run all over the court in a panic. When he was about to lose his balance, he cut the ball with his backhand and cut the tennis ball back to Gawain's middle forehand position.

Apparently, Cilic also started to think.

Compared with his backhand, Gao Wen's forehand attack continuity and stability are slightly inferior. When he exerts force continuously, it is easy for his swing action to be deformed, resulting in hitting errors.

At this time, Cilic was absolutely passive. He had no way to put pressure on Gawain, but at least he could continue to challenge Gawain's forehand.

Tap tap tap.

Gao Wen's footsteps were almost adjusted on the spot, taking small steps to find the most suitable hitting point: forehand diagonal, one shot, and then Cilic barely got in place, and he still forced a forehand to create some pressure.

Forehand backhand diagonal, one shot, then Cilic ran at full speed again, backhand sliced ​​another shot, and came back again.

In three consecutive forehand attacking opportunities, it was clearly evident that Gawain's forehand shots were unable to produce a sharp penetrating effect, and all of them were saved by Cilic. Of course, a big part of the reason for this was that Cilic's returns were all in the middle, forcing Gawain to be unable to completely open up the angle.

The game is still going on.

Next, in the fourth shot, what will Gao Wen do when attacking with his forehand? More importantly, is Gao Wen's forehand really soft? Not necessarily.

How could Gao Wen not see Cilic's tactical intention? But the undeniable fact is that Gao Wen's forehand does not have the absolute dominance of Del Potro and Kyrgios to break through defense. He needs a combination of strength and skills, and he needs to use wisdom to complete the attack.

In the first three shots, Gawain's hitting lines can be seen. Only the first shot's backslash was his original idea, trying to break Cilic's judgment, but it didn't work; the attack lines in the next two shots were standard routines that went with the flow, forcing Cilic to run back and forth at both ends of the baseline, exhausted -

In fact, if Cilic changed the line of the ball at any time, Gawain would immediately make adjustments, and his brain would always remain absolutely calm. But in the end, Cilic stubbornly returned to the middle and tried to limit Gawain's attack angle, so Gawain would also take advantage of the situation.

"Calculation VS Counter-calculation".

Now, it's time for the trap to materialize.

(End of this chapter)