Chapter 548: A Victory at the Beginning

After gaining a firm foothold in the second set, Gao Wen gradually found a way to deal with Mayer. Although it was a bit more laborious, at least his thoughts had become clearer. Naturally, when the third set began, he would be more confident and more determined.

Overall, Gao Wen's condition was still a bit dull in the first two sets, but in the third set, the whole game opened up.

It's not that it was reflected in the score, because Mayer's performance was still stable. After all, this year was the peak period of his condition, and his confidence was sufficient. He would not be easily shaken, let alone collapse. He was still vigorous after entering the deciding set. It was more reflected in the performance of key points. Gao Wen's game temperament was back - although his touch was still not satisfactory.

At the start of the deciding set, Gao Wen still served first.

In the first half, the two players each held their serve and the score remained deadlocked until it was tied at 3:3.

In the seventh game, Gao Wen failed to score on the first serve, and Mayer took advantage of the situation to get two consecutive break points. As a result, Gao Wen quickly improved his condition at the critical moment, won four points in a row to reverse the situation and save his serve. Moreover, three of the four points were won by relying on tenacious defensive counterattacks. The whole situation changed subtly.

Then, in Mayer's serve, Gao Wen performed well on two game points and tied the score. Then he grabbed a second serve and made Mayer's forehand hit the ball into the net to get a break point. In the next point, he withstood Mayer's three-shot attack and finally used a backhand small diagonal shot to force Mayer to lose his position. His backhand cut rarely went into the net and completed the break.

Then, Gao Wen served for the match point.

"40:30".

The two sides were still struggling, scoring one point each time, and sitting in a row to enjoy the fruits of the game. Every time, Gawain scored in zone one and Mayer scored in zone two, but Gawain still successfully got the match point. However, with the next point in zone two, it was unknown whether Gawain could break the scoring pattern of this game.

One shot, no go.

Second shot, chase.

After a series of exchanges, Gawain and Mayer were once again in a stalemate. Neither side found any good opportunities, and the back-and-forth hitting was unable to disrupt the opponent's defensive rhythm, so the match lasted for a full fourteen shots.

At this time, Mayer's forehand changed the line first, and an active forehand straight line suppressed Gao Wen's backhand, but Gao Wen, who had completed the prediction in advance, rushed over and hit a small diagonal skateboard with his backhand, which finally disrupted Mayer's moving balance. Mayer was seen to be outside the singles line.

Tap tap tap.

Tap tap tap.

Mayer ran at full speed, and before his feet got out of position, he cut the ball with a one-handed backhand in time to complete the defense; at the same time, he also made a risky attempt in defense: short ball.

Strictly speaking, this is not an "adventure" because small ball tactics in front of the net are a very important part of clay court games. Mayer is a typical clay court player. Even on hard courts, Mayer often chooses small balls to change the situation.

At a glance——

Dengdangdang! Gawain started moving immediately, and his lateral footsteps suddenly stopped and turned and rushed forward. The effect of Mayer's risky change could be seen in the blink of an eye; however, Gawain remained alert and was not completely fooled. He still rushed over in time.

The quality of Mayer's short ball was average. Gao Wen rubbed it with his forehand and cut a short ball back, going straight back and forth, completing the replay and interception from the middle to the middle.

This time, it was Mayer's turn to run at full speed. He stared at the tennis ball intently, moving at an extremely fast speed, and in a blink of an eye he had already reached the net from the baseline.

It can be seen at this time that Gao Wen's touch is still not good, the quality of the replay is average, and the control of the line and arc is a little lacking. This also gave Mayer time to complete the defense with his feet on the Hot Wheels, but because the sprint was too fierce, the hitting space was squeezed.

One pick, one push.

Mayer had no time to think. He could only barely push the ball back. He had no time to worry about the trajectory of his return ball because he needed to brake suddenly to control his body and avoid touching the net.

Gao Wen, standing in front of the net, was very relaxed.

Because the quality of Mayer's return was very poor, with average rotation and arc, Gao Wen lightly lifted the ball with his forehand, and pulled Mayer's ball into a full parabola, which flew high and lightly over Mayer's head and flew steadily towards the deep area of ​​the baseline.

"ah!"

Meyer let out a cry, not out of anger, but because of the excessive force of the second start after the emergency brake, and then he lowered his head and rushed forward again. His full-speed sprint posture was like the final of the Olympic 100-meter race. At this time, there was no time and space to look back and consider Gao Wen's position. The only goal was to complete the touch of the ball.

Bang, bang, bang! The wind whistled! Mayer flew up into the air, his upper body fully extended to buy himself some space. His sprinting speed was so fierce that his steps were a little staggering, but in the end -

Arrived! Mayer used his forehand to pull the ball back, just hoping to get back on the court. Nothing else mattered.

Huh! Amid the exclamations of the audience, the tennis ball flew past unsteadily, crashing into Gawain's position like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth, basically in a straight line.

Gao Wen was fully focused, lowered his center of gravity, and carefully cut the ball horizontally again. With a pull and a rub, the tennis ball returned to Mayer's court. It was a small ball, still a small ball.

Wow! The audience exclaimed in surprise, because they saw Mayer turn around and run again, still not giving up.

Moreover, the all-out sprint of the shuttle run truly demonstrated Mayer's solid basic skills, especially the endurance and tenacity of a clay court player, as if all the strong winds in the world were rushing towards Mayer.

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Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The next second, when Mayer was about to fall, he barely managed to move his right hand forward and the tennis ball flew back again.

Although it had no power, no rotation, no speed, and no arc, and was basically a bad ball, Mayer still saved the tennis ball.

Huh! The Diamond Stadium was filled with exclamations, laughter, and whistles, making it quite lively.

But Gawain's attention was still completely focused. He hit the ball lightly with his forehand, drawing a high, round and full parabola and flying back.

Mayer's center of balance was disrupted. He jumped on the spot and tried to complete the interception, but failed to touch Gawain. Gawain's parabola was very beautiful, which forced Mayer to run back for the third time, which was completely the "suicidal" run in daily training, and then sprinted back to the baseline with his head down.

and!

Caught up! Amid the noise, Mayer caught up with the tennis ball again, threw his whole body out, barely hit the tennis ball back once, trying to pull up the parabola, but there was no time, really no time, and he watched the tennis ball rush straight to the net and slowly fall.

Lower the net.

Boom! Match point, won! Victory, achieved! Boom boom boom! The whole place is boiling! (End of this chapter)