Chapter 833: Head-on collision with a wall

"Please make a promise with me, okay?"

It was just a plain sentence, but one could seem to feel the bloody smell spreading between the lines, a murderous aura quietly approaching the back of the neck.

Kojnakis was shocked, as he had not expected Gawain's response at all. Gawain, who was usually cheerful and talkative in front of the media, seemed like a devil.

His nonchalant appearance concealed his lawless nature. In an instant, the insolence and arrogance of his good friend Kyrgios became insignificant.

How does the saying go: There are always people better than you, and there are always mountains better than you?

Because he was so surprised, he stepped back involuntarily, keeping a distance, staring blankly at Gawain, one step at a time, his staggering steps seemed a little weak, and he almost couldn't stand. Then he hurriedly shifted his gaze, but couldn't control himself, and kept secretly glancing at Gawain out of the corner of his eye.

My heart is beating wildly.

Kojkinakis knew that he was in a very embarrassing and helpless state, but he was really scared by Gawain just now.

On the contrary, Gao Wen remained unmoved and continued to perform simple warm-up exercises step by step to prepare for the upcoming competition.

The third game is over.

In the end, Tomic defeated his opponent in four sets and advanced to the next round. He appeared in the player tunnel in a sloppy and lazy manner, carrying a tennis bag and staggering all the way.

Boom boom boom! The Hisense Stadium was filled with people, and the heat wave surged in like a raging fire.

Just as the tournament organizing committee expected, today's Hisense Arena almost became an Australian-only event, and Tomic ushered in a good start for local players, which ignited the passion. The afternoon sun was ignited amid the surging cheers, burning wantonly all over the sky and the ground.

Tomic appeared on the stage with a wave of enthusiasm, but his face was expressionless, and he exuded a nonchalant and casual air, just like the Terminator.

Tomic glanced at Gawain and said nothing more. He just walked straight towards Koggenakis, patted his friend on the shoulder, and spoke in a loud voice.

“Win the game!”

He did not conceal the volume of his voice, and it was obvious that he was not just speaking to Koggenakis.

In competitive sports, there is no hatred or grudge that cannot be resolved on the field, and there is no problem that cannot be solved by a game. All it takes is a victory to resolve all conflicts, grudges, and anger.

At least, that's how it works for the victors.

Kojkinakis looked up, only to see Gawain raising his right hand again, with his little finger raised. He did not make any threatening gestures, but just spoke with a smile on his face and through his mouth.

"Promise!"

Although the sun was shining, Koggenakis seemed to be able to smell the smell of blood.

Tomic noticed that something was wrong with Kojnakis's eyes, so he turned his head and looked in the direction where Kojnakis was looking, and then he saw Gawain's actions.

Tomic didn't understand what was going on. He thought Gawain was provoking Kojnakis, so he turned around and patted Kojnakis on the cheek.

"wide awake!"

"Stay awake! This is our territory, we have the final say here, you can do it, believe in yourself, you can do it!"

Koggenakis came back to his senses a little.

The last time in the imperial capital, it was an away game, but Koggenakis did not back down and tried to provoke Gawain. It would be truly exhilarating to destroy the opponent's prestige in Gawain's home court.

Unfortunately, he was unable to make the trip in the end and lost to Felipe Lopez in the first round. After many twists and turns, the opportunity came again.

Moreover, this time it is in Melbourne, Koggenakis' home court. What could be more perfect than such a revenge opportunity?

Thinking of this, Koggenakis regained his concentration and courage. He clenched his fists and looked at Gawain without giving in. His blood began to boil.

He has waited for this day for so long, before it was for Kyrgios, but now it is for himself, to wash away his shame, and for his own revenge! "Come on! Tannasi, come on!"

Tomic: “Come on!”

Koggenakis: “Come on!”

The two of them shouted together, "Come on, come on, come on, hehehe! Hey!"

Good friends are good friends. After making strange cheers together, Koggenakis finally regained his youthful vigor.

Perhaps, if Gawain could be defeated, the shame could be washed away.

Perhaps, if Gawain could be defeated, the misunderstanding could be resolved.

Perhaps, if Gawain could be defeated, the friendship could be restored.

Everything can be achieved as long as Gawain is defeated. Thinking of this, confidence and faith returned to his body. Koggenakis continued to jump on the spot, clenching his fists and shouting, cheering himself up. He could feel the boiling blood without words.

He can do it! He can! And yet…

Koggenakis' confidence lasted less than twenty-five minutes.

To be precise, excluding the pre-match ceremony, coin toss, formal warm-up and other links, one hundred and ninety-three seconds after the game officially started, his confidence suffered a heavy blow like a head-on wall, and he saw stars and felt dizzy.

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"0:40".

In Koginakis's serve game, he lost three points at the beginning and encountered three consecutive break points, which really caught Koginakis off guard.

In fact, objectively speaking, the game had just begun and I was a little slow to warm up. My touch was not good, which led to me getting into trouble. I had to face the test of break points at the beginning. This is very normal in tennis matches and there is no need to make a fuss. From a global perspective, tennis is a sport with a relatively high tolerance rate.

What really shocked Koggenakis was:

Is the player in front of me really Gao Wen?

Yes, Koggenakis knew that Gao Wen had grown rapidly in the past six months, winning two heavyweight championships and his world ranking had soared. He was no longer the same as before.

These are facts in front of us, but without a real fight, the feeling brought by those data is still not real, that is to say, the sense of oppression is not real.

For Koggenakis, his impression still remains on the challenge tournament six months ago. At that time, he made Gawain very embarrassed and even got the match point. He was only one point away from defeating Gawain, just one point. Although he suffered a reversal in the end, he still had the upper hand.

That defeat was tragic, but at the same time, Koggenakis also firmly remembered that he could beat Gawain to a pulp, and that he had the ability to do so.

So, all he needs to do is stay alert, not relax at the last moment, and then give it his all, and victory will be his.

This is Koggenakis' memory, a very real and specific memory, and it happened just six months ago, not too long ago.

Of course, after that, Gawain grew rapidly, but at the same time, Kojkinakis himself was also growing rapidly, and he believed that his improvement was in no way inferior to Gawain.

From all aspects, Koggenakis is not afraid of Gawain. To be more precise, he came here to defeat Gawain.

but.

but!

Is this monster in front of me really Gawain?

Not only can strength form a confrontation, but the layout of the hitting line, the choice of tactical timing, and all-round... crushing, the entire content of the game has been completely different.

And all this happened in just six months? Is this possible?

Koggenakis was a little confused.

(End of this chapter)