Chapter 776 Unbelievable
Break point.
In just two sentences, Nadal and Gawain had completed the discussion. For the two singles players, cooperation and tacit understanding is undoubtedly the biggest test.
Nadal turned and trotted to the net, standing in the left serving area, ready to serve; Gao Wen asked the ball boy for the ball and prepared to serve.
Zone 1.
Push off the ground. Throw the ball.
Gawain was like an eagle flapping its wings ready to fly, his body fully stretched out, and the shadow he cast on the ground was like an exquisite and magnificent ink painting.
Yu Jia was lost in his own thoughts, feeling a little unsure.
He always felt that Gao Wen's serve was both beautiful and graceful. The whole action was more stretched than last season, and the use of pushing off the ground and back arching was more adequate; but the continuity of the whole action was slightly lacking, and the transitions were not clear enough, so that the hitting point was not very accurate.
Did he adjust his serve? Yu Jia is not a professional, so he can't say for sure. Maybe it was just the first game of the season, and his body hasn't adapted to the intensity of the game yet, so he needs to adjust.
In a flash, my thoughts disappeared, pulled away along with the tennis ball.
Accurately entered the zone and pressed on the sideline.
Whoosh! The tennis ball whizzed past like a violent storm, and the speedometer beside the court immediately refreshed the data:
200 kilometers per hour.
Mayer, who was responsible for receiving the ball on the diagonal of the court, was obviously not prepared enough.
The serves of Gawain and Nadal have more spin than flat hits, and often rely on the point of landing to win. The bounce height after landing can easily squeeze their receiving action.
But this time, a sudden flat serve seemed to be the secret weapon that would appear at the critical moment.
Mayer's forehand shot was barely a reflex, but his reaction speed was still a little slow, and the hitting point was a little late, and the entire parabola immediately rose up.
Lateral sprint.
Nadal and Gawain both started to move sideways, Nadal to the right and Gawain to the left, crossing left and right. The dazzling movement disturbed Borelli who was standing in front of the net. It was obvious that his judgment was not accurate and caused his steps to move a little hesitantly.
Then, Nadal appeared in Mayer's return line and smashed the tennis ball directly with a high-pressure block.
Boom! Straight line.
Nadal noticed that Borelli was moving in a straight line, but he remained unmoved. His move was very quick. Borelli only had time to extend his racket before the tennis ball fell to the ground at the speed of light and bounced out, drawing a full crescent parabola and rushing towards the audience stands.
"30:40".
pretty!
Perfect tactical coordination, precise tactical execution, and saved the first break point neatly.
Yu Jia couldn't hold back, and suddenly stood up, clapping his hands with blood boiling and passion surging, using all his strength to vent his inner excitement -
As expected, the competition is most exciting when it is the most dangerous, closest and most intense!
My heart was beating wildly.
Then, the next point was also the second break point.
Gao Wen's first serve went into the net, and he did not choose a flat serve for his second serve. Instead, he returned to the serve routine of controlling the landing point, a side spin at the inner corner, which was very accurate.
Borelli's footsteps were not fully in place, and he barely reached it with his backhand. The tennis ball once again drew a high parabola and rushed towards Nadal in front of the net.
Nadal took a step forward and cut sideways with his forehand from top to bottom. The whole tennis ball was fast and sharp, rushing towards Mayer's standing position.
Mayer had no time to think. He reflexively raised his hand to block the shot. He didn't even know how he controlled the ball. He just barely controlled the racket face and then watched the tennis ball draw an arc and fly to the other side of the net.
Caught it.
I actually caught it!
Moreover, the effect was pretty good, and it finally formed a small ball effect, straight line, shallow area.
Oops!
Gao Wen sounded the alarm immediately and rushed out.
From the corner of his eye, he could see Nadal, who had just finished hitting the ball and had not yet had time to return to his position. It would be too late for him to start again, so he could only rely on Gawain.
From the baseline to the net, Gao Wen's vertical sprint ability was fully unleashed. The only thing to be thankful for was that Gao Wen did not move after serving, and still stood on this side of the court, and the straight-line distance was not far.
In a flash, Gao Wen rushed into the serving area on his side of the court like a storm, and with a backhand cut, he cut the tennis ball back again.
However, on the other side of the court, Borelli had already seized the opportunity and rushed directly to the net. He made a forehand cut and push without exerting any force. Instead, he cleverly flicked his wrist to avoid Nadal who was preparing to block the ball, and passed Gawain who had just braked, and returned to the empty space on the court behind Gawain.
clever!
Lightness!
Stunning!
You could clearly hear the audience gasp, and even though they tried their best to suppress it, they still couldn't control the unexpected shouts.
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Huh! The air is boiling.
But in the brilliant golden color all over the sky and the ground, Gawain's right leg kicked and rushed forward, his upper body almost parallel to the ground. It seemed that he was about to "fall to the ground" at any time, but he relied on the inertia of his speed to keep his body moving forward. His shaky posture made him run faster and faster, and he rushed forward more and more fiercely.
Footsteps chase tennis.
Whoosh.
Whoosh.
The wind was blowing hard, and you could clearly see Gawain's hair fluttering in the wind, as if he had become one with the wind.
A kick and a rush.
His body suddenly lunged forward, and gravity was about to pull his staggering feet to kiss the ground, but Gawain controlled his body with his strong core strength. In the area outside the singles line and inside the doubles line, he stretched out his right hand holding the racket, and lightly wrapped and hooked the tennis ball that was about to fall to the ground.
And, with the help of the force of the body rushing forward, the forearm swung and pulled hard, and the tennis ball flew back.
Tap tap tap.
Gao Wen's center of gravity was about to fall to the ground. He took a series of small steps to control his body and squatted completely to avoid falling. Then he heard a thunderous applause from the audience.
The cheers and whistles were completely drowned out, and thunderous applause swept the entire venue.
Gawain's return ball drew a thrilling parabola, flying through the gap between Mayer and Borelli and over the heads of both players, so that both players were nailed to the spot, indifferent, watching the tennis ball tear a crack to break the game.
Finally, it landed in the backfield.
Score!
"40:40"! Wow! Yu Jia stood up again and clapped his hands until he felt a slight sting in his palms. The feeling of boiling blood continued to rush through his veins, as if his soul was burning.
And this time, he was not alone.
The Doha audience finally could not control their emotions anymore. One after another, they could be seen standing up and expressing their emotions with applause.
On the court, Nadal raised his hands and cheered, then turned to look at Gawain with an incredible look in his eyes. A smile blossomed at the corners of his mouth, revealing his joy.
"How did you do that? How did you do that!"
Even Nadal felt incredible and couldn't believe his eyes. This ball was actually saved by Gawain with his unparalleled touch. What about the audience?
(End of this chapter)