Chapter 945 Jedi Counterattack
One second ago, "Control VS Control".
The next second, "Speed up VS speed up".
The pace of the entire race suddenly accelerated, as if suddenly stepping on the accelerator from 60 kilometers per hour to the maximum speed, soaring to 300 kilometers per hour in one breath.
The air was burning. The hearts of the audience had stopped beating. They stared at the scene in amazement, their brains completely losing the ability to think.
Gao Wen took the lead in attacking, but Djokovic caught him and launched a strong counterattack.
Gaming and calculation.
Both players are planning and strategizing. They can feel the powerful collision with every shot. From strength to speed to brain, they compete in all directions. The speed of conversion between advantages and disadvantages is so fast that they cannot react in time. They always maintain a delicate balance.
Like Djokovic, Gao Wen also pays attention to protecting his backhand at all times, because he knows that Djokovic's classic tactic against Nadal is to suppress the forehand and hit the backhand.
When Djokovic kept the ball on his forehand, Gao Wen had already anticipated that Djokovic was looking for an opportunity to break through his backhand.
really!
Gawain took the lead, and Djokovic, as expected, hit a diagonal shot in an attempt to break through Gawain's defense.
but.
Gao Wen also predicted accurately and moved in advance. He made a large-scale maneuver at the baseline and was in position in the blink of an eye. He hit the ball back with both hands.
Bang! Backhand to backhand, one round.
Backhand against backhand, two rounds.
Djokovic has sped up, with both his speed and strength reaching a higher level, with each shot becoming more fierce and more urgent than the last.
This backhand is known as the "world's No. 1 double backhand" for a reason. When it comes to attacking with force, Djokovic's offensive ability in the backhand is even stronger than his forehand. He can hit, tear, flick and rush, and his stability is even stronger than his forehand. His ability is truly unique.
Therefore, once Djokovic caught the opportunity, he could never escape.
Djokovic suppressed Gao Wen through continuous backhand attacks, and even the rhythm connection became fast, so he didn't even have time to blink.
Heavy rain!
All over the place!
Gawain, very embarrassed, very, very embarrassed.
With both hands, he can only defend but not fight back; moreover, from the landing point and rotation, it can be seen that the quality of the return ball has declined significantly and is facing comprehensive suppression.
in danger.
Crumbling.
There is not even any breathing space.
Last year in Paris, Gawain was able to fight back and defeat Djokovic. The backhand was crucial, but today his backhand was mediocre.
The situation is indeed difficult.
Djokovic seized on this point and bombarded the opponent with a barrage of attacks.
Bang! The third time! Djokovic launched an attack from the backhand position for the third time in a row, and even further opened up the angle. Even if Gao Wen could touch the ball, his footsteps had already been moved outside the singles line and near the doubles line.
Buzz...
The audience was so shocked that they could no longer make any sound. The only sound was the rumbling sound of their hearts exploding in their chests, like the thunder before a rainstorm.
Dull, but shocking.
Gao Wen knew that he had not retreated. Even if he completed the return again, Djokovic had already taken the absolute initiative in the next attack: diagonal, straight, middle, the entire court was open, and Djokovic could attack at will.
What to do? In fact, Gao Wen still has a chance of survival: change the line.
straight line!
This was the only gap Djokovic left, because Djokovic knew that Gawain didn't have this shot.
At the end of the second set, Gao Wen had already lost three backhand straight lines, thus giving away the victory of the second set, and the number of points lost was definitely more than that.
The atmosphere in the venue was tense, just like the rolling heat wave before a volcano erupts. It was suppressed again and again, but one could clearly feel the joy and excitement of the audience, ready to cheer, scream, and celebrate. All eyes were focused on Gawain.
Almost burnt the skin.
However, Gao Wen remained unmoved. He kept his eyes fixed on the incoming ball, took small steps to adjust, and looked for the hitting point. His thoughts and will were highly unified.
Push off the ground! Turn your body! Swing your racket! Send the racket through!
The wrist, flexibly wrapped around the tennis ball, can clearly feel the power and speed exerted by Djokovic, and the tennis ball spins violently on the strings.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
Just like that, Gawain roared out—
"ah!"
One send, one push.
As he swung the racket, his body moved forward, the power deep in his dantian was released without reservation, and then his whole body flew out.
Bang! Crisp, solid, this is the sound of hitting the ball.
Whoosh! Light and fast, this is the sound of breaking through the air.
The whole audience held their breath, and time just stood there, with thousands of eyes focused on that mustard yellow tennis ball.
Djokovic had just started and immediately realized that
straight line.
After being oppressed to the extreme, Gawain exploded like a spring, forcefully tearing out a straight line and launching a desperate counterattack!
Djokovic gave up the chase and watched the flight trajectory of the tennis ball.
The air is still burning, and those trivial sounds can be heard in my ears.
Time is still standing still. All actions, thoughts and emotions are all stagnant, trapped in a time rut.
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Then--
The tennis ball was flying in a straight line and was about to fly straight out of the baseline, but when it got close to the baseline, it fell rapidly.
Gravity pulled the tennis ball down heavily, and with a dull sound, the hair broke and fell into a dead corner at the baseline.
"Inside the boundary!"
The linesman made an in-bounds gesture with a firm expression.
The whole audience was silent.
"Game, great!"
The referee announced the score directly, and then the stillness magic was finally lifted.
Roar, explosion! "Ah!"
“Ahhhh!”
Gawain jumped high into the air, clenched his right fist, and pounded his chest hard, over and over again.
Bang!
Bang!
All the repression, all the frustration, all the boredom, all released without reservation——
Surrender?
Daydreaming!
Absolutely! There is absolutely no possibility! This battle is not over yet. The faith in dreams, hopes and persistence is still burning. Can you hear the sound of my heart hitting my chest?
Plop! Plop! Strong and powerful!
High morale!
There is still energy burning in his blood. Let the battle continue! Let the storm continue! Let everyone witness the end together!
The fight never stops!
Fight to the end!
"roar!"
From the depths of Gawain's soul, a roar emanated, and a mighty momentum swept across the entire venue -
The melon fell.
Australian and Serbian fans couldn't believe their eyes. Djokovic had three consecutive break points, but Gawain actually won five points in a row and reversed the situation to hold his serve in such a wonderful and tough way. The astonishment, mixed with despair, exploded in their minds.
Boom! Chinese fans and neutral fans could no longer control their excitement. They stood up, applauded, and cheered. The sound waves like a torrential rain stirred the whole stadium.
incredible!
Unbelievable!
"... In the most difficult and dangerous situation, Gawain's two-handed backhand finally reached the dead corner of the straight line. After withstanding Djokovic's continuous impact for three consecutive shots, he fought back to win the point and saved his serve."
"Twenty-one!"
"It was a long round of 21 beats, and this time, Gawain had the last laugh."
Zhang Sheng couldn't help but open his mouth slightly, and his mind was buzzing -
This is the best response to the Seven Points Rebellion, like a heavy punch, unparalleled!
(End of this chapter)