Chapter 869: Frontal Destruction

Grass.

It’s the only voice in Kyrgios’s head.

Grass grass grass grass!

Looking at the guy across the court, strolling leisurely and relaxed, his face was obviously sweating profusely and his ears were red, but the bright smile on the corner of his mouth was so wanton and so brilliant that it stung Kyrgios' eyes. Then, his anger level reached the highest point and continued to soar.

Kyrgios could no longer control himself. He clenched his fists and used all his strength to control the urge to smash his racket.

Then, he started swearing.

However, the crowd at Margaret Court Arena did not pay much attention to Kyrgios this time, as they had a lot of thoughts to process.

The home fans are still doubting their eyes, the Chinese fans are still cheering and celebrating, and the neutral fans are still talking about it with relish.

Everyone has their own things to do.

So, what about Gawain?

Gao Wen walked to the sidelines, wiped the sweat with a towel, turned his back to Kyrgios, and concealed his surging emotions.

In fact, the last point was not as easy as it looked.

From serve to forehand and then to forehand in the second shot, Kyrgios's three consecutive shots were indeed of high quality. The whole impact and tail power were very threatening. Gawain's embarrassment was real, his haste was real, and his predicament was real.

Kyrgios was just a little bit away from scoring.

Although Gawain showed toughness at the last moment and seized the fleeting opportunity to turn defense into offense, his wildly beating heart, sweat-soaked palms and slightly trembling forearms still needed a little time to calm down.

He buried his face deeply in the towel and let out a long breath.

Gao Wen guessed that Kyrgios should still have some breath left and stubbornly refused to admit defeat. No matter what, this game really meant something different to him.

Perhaps Kyrgios doesn't care at all whether he becomes the first Australian player to advance to the quarterfinals at Melbourne Park since 2005.

However, Kyrgios must be concerned about the fact that Koggenakis, Tomic and his friends all lost to Gawain, especially "Gawain"! So, Kyrgios should still be holding back.

It is precisely because of this that this tiebreak is so important: on the one hand, it is a strategic commanding height. One result is "2:0" and the other result is "1:1", which are two completely different things.

Secondly, the trend of the second set. Kyrgios had two consecutive set points. If he had won in the final tiebreak and saved three consecutive set points, the whole momentum would have been different; but if he had lost in the final tiebreak, the feeling would have been completely different.

The third is Kyrgios' attitude.

Everyone says that as long as Kyrgios is serious and focused, he will be invincible, like a Super Saiyan. Throughout the second set, Kyrgios was really fully committed and tried his best to win. If Kyrgios really won, then the subsequent games would be truly unstoppable.

Gawain needed to win this tiebreak, not only to win the set, but also to destroy Kyrgios.

call……

He let out a long breath, and then Gawain regained his focus.

"6:3".

District 2.

At the critical moment, Gao Wen still wanted to further improve the quality of his first serve, but he pressed the ball too hard and it went directly into the net.

Second serve.

Outside corner.

Backhand.

At the critical moment, Gawain still chose to suppress Kyrgios' backhand.

This time, Kyrgios also made an accurate judgment, moved in advance, and returned a solid backhand diagonal shot with good quality.

But for Gao Wen, it still lacked a little threat. He waited early with a two-handed backhand and hit it back diagonally again.

"Slash vs. Slash".

Gawain and Kyrgios seemed to be competing with each other. Neither of them changed the line easily, but stubbornly stayed in the backhand position and started a backhand duel.

In fact, both of them had opportunities. Their feet were firm, and the angle and power of the return ball did not increase. It would not be difficult to change the line. Therefore, both of them always took care of their forehand position. Each time they would move their feet back a little to the right, but then the return ball would go to the backhand again.

One beat. Two beats. Three beats.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them played six shots in three rounds on the backhand position as if they were practicing basketball. No one changed the line, and no one suddenly exerted force.

Then, Gao Wen seemed to be a little "hesitant" and hit the ball backhand, but he couldn't control the line and angle.

According to common sense, the landing point should be close to the changing line, but this time the ball landed on the left side of the center of the court on Kyrgios' left side.

A full step and a half of space away from the sideline.

Simply put, there was a deviation in the control of the landing point, and the tactical intention of suppressing the backhand position was not suppressed.

Chance!

Kyrgios caught it immediately, crossed his steps to his left, switched from a backhand position to a forehand position, and immediately launched an attack with a sideways forehand.

Boom! Kyrgios seemed a little anxious, because such opportunities are rare. Both of them were testing and guessing, and the whole rhythm of hitting the ball was obviously slowed down.

Now, he needs to increase the tempo and break the balance very, very suddenly.

The urgency was reflected in the footsteps. The stride of the whole cross-step change was a little bigger. As a result, the footsteps were not braked and moved too much, so the hitting point went off track.

Originally, the arm should hit the sweet spot after completing the swing, but the tennis ball is a little far away from the body, so the arm needs to reach it to hit the ball.

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But Kyrgios no longer cared about these. He swung his forehand like a whip, with a slightly skateboard-like shot, and hit the tennis ball hard.

Bang! The tennis ball hits you from above, fast and flat.

Tap, tap.

Kyrgios adjusted his steps, regained his balance, and then quickly moved sideways to his right, trying to return to the defensive position, or to connect with the next attack.

His eyes were fixed on Gawain's movements.

At this point, Kyrgios discovered that Gawain had no intention of backing down. Facing this forehand attack, he showed no emotion at all.

Wasn’t the previous shot’s landing point an accident? Before Kyrgios had time to think about it, Gawain’s return ball had already hit him.

Backhand, diagonal.

Still the same old three things, the same repetitive lines.

Kyrgios' heart skipped a beat, but he immediately calmed down, moved to the right, braked suddenly, controlled his body, returned to the backhand position, and prepared to face the opponent head-on.

He wouldn't be afraid.

Even if he was hammered on the backhand, he wouldn't be afraid! Afraid? That's for cowards.

Hehe, that guy definitely didn't expect...

etc.

etc!

Just when Kyrgios pushed off the ground and moved forward, he realized that his footwork was not adjusted properly, so that his swing was a little slow; at the same time, the speed of the incoming ball was even faster than he had expected. It seemed that Gawain also used all his strength in this backhand hit.

In a flash, there was no time to adjust.

Go forward!

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

The tennis ball was spinning and heavy, even heavier than Kyrgios had imagined, with the entire thick ball pressing down layer by layer.

Unfortunately, his backhand swing was not complete, so his power could not be fully released.

The next second, Kyrgios felt the racket vibrate violently. Everything happened too fast, and then, the hitting action was out of control.

Fly away.

The tennis ball flew.

How...how is this possible?

(End of this chapter)