Match point

Pull up the mountains and rivers!

A hammer!
Gao Wen's body continuously released turbulent and insane energy, and the blazing small universe drove all the audience inside and outside the TV into madness, without exception.

"Crack! Gawain!"

"Crack! Gawain!"

The Philippe-Chartier Stadium was boiling and crazy, like a volcano, and the audience fell down, shouting and shouting Gawain's name.

Because Gao Wen conquered the audience with his unparalleled performance, because they longed for a more exciting and better-looking duel, because the second set had really entered a bayonet battle, and because of pure fanaticism.

"inventory!"

"The inventory has appeared again!"

"Unbelievable."

"Ten minutes ago, Nadal got the set point. Almost everyone thought that the king of clay would win again smoothly, and there were no surprises; but 10 minutes later, Gao Wen got the set point in his own serve."

Fly, swing, hit the ball.

Through the jumping posture, find the appropriate hitting point, and swing the racket near the chest; through the jumping posture, superimpose the weight of the body and swing the racket.

The tennis ball is raised high, and the height of the net should be about four to five meters; the strong rotation rolls up all the sunlight, blurring into a halo.

The backhand ball in the last shot can also be understood as one of the strategies in a sense; but this time, Nadal changed his tactics again.

But on the court, the two players are still very calm, maintain a poker face, and have a high concentration of attention. The more critical the situation, the more they need to focus.

Gao Wen withdrew from the space in small steps, his eyes fixed on the high-speed spinning tennis ball, feeling the constant pressure while moving.

Gao Wen had to retreat. Faced with such a frontal squeeze of Nadal returning the ball, if he forcibly hit the rebound ball, there is a high probability that the result will be an anti-aircraft gun——

"Right now, the young and energetic Gao Wen's momentum is still rising steadily. He doesn't see any physical troubles at all. Instead, he shows a ferocious momentum to win the second set in one go. This is simply unbelievable."

The landing point is still half a step away from the bottom line.

Nadal realized the danger, and he had just started his steps, but it was too late. From the corner of his vision, he caught a mustard yellow light and shadow piercing his forehand area like an arrow, and exploded on the ground, detonating energy.

Second District.

A roar exploded like thunder on the ground.

backhand.

Gao Wen didn't have any hesitation at all, the whole serving movement was smooth and smooth, with a high degree of concentration, and then the tennis ball flew out.

"At the beginning of the year, Gao Wen accomplished such a feat when facing Djokovic in Melbourne Park. His probability of winning once dropped to only 3%. However, he defeated mathematics and probability, and wrote a miracle."

Go straight.

straight line.

In the round of stalemate, confrontation, and suppression, Gao Wen broke the balance very suddenly and violently enough, completely overturning the situation with a thunderous forehand, sweeping away thousands of troops and unreasonably ending the point.

Gao Wen's swinging movements were not squeezed, the movements of the whole person's lead, turn, and shot were very crisp, and the forehand hit directly——

Kick the ground, throw the ball, swing the racket—

Retreat.

boom!
Red soil, explosion, billowing smoke and dust, leaving a deep meteorite crater on the ground.

Gao Wen did not continue the stalemate or passive defense, but suddenly increased his speed to break the balance in the predicament, and attacked violently with high-point attack.

violence.

Lifting, winding around the head, and top-spinning.

Basically point to point.

Adjustment.

The audience was dumbfounded.

Deep, heavy, turn.

Federer has made many attempts, but the probability of success is still not satisfactory.

Still a straight line.

Nadal, fly up.

Hit the ball from the midpoint of the baseline on Gawain's side to the midline on Nadal's side.

straight line.

freed.

So, classic outside corner tactics?

Nadal only had time to take the first big step, but he already knew it was too late——

uh.

But this time, Gao Wen's serve was so good that Nadal didn't have much room for adjustment, and he lacked some control over the return of the serve.

inner corner.

"Now, Gawain is ready to do it again against Nadal at Roland Garros. In the difficult situation of being '4:5' behind in the second set and facing four set points, he managed to escape and got the set points instead."

The first inventory, cash out.

Gawain's inventory, the first one.

Gao Wen successfully suppressed Nadal, but is that really the case?
Nadal turned sideways to the forehand position, and his left hand has already started to shoot quickly. Facing the rebound ball on the bottom of his feet, he is fully prepared——

give way.

This is the typical characteristic of Nadal's top spin around the head, and it was perfectly displayed at Roland-Garros. Although Nadal did not pursue the effect of pressing the line, the landing point was deep enough, and the spin directly approached Gawain's face. The squeezing feeling of being close to him came layer upon layer.

Then--

The audience almost fainted because of excitement, nervousness and excitement.

"God, I can barely breathe."

Gao Wen's serve is aimed at the T point, and Nadal's return is also aimed at the midpoint of the baseline, showing a straight line back and forth.

What's more, Gao Wen's first shot was precisely controlled, almost landing right next to the T point.

At the same time, with the release of rotation, the hitting point continues to rise. From the waist and abdomen to the chest to the shoulders, it has continued to rise before the blink of an eye, breaking through to the height of the head, and the opportunity is fleeting.

Press the line!

Forehand, backslash, aiming at Nadal's left forehand position to launch a hammer.

"Of course, Nadal's physical fluctuations and declining state are an objective reason, but Gao Wen's outstanding performance in a desperate situation is the fundamental reason for the opportunity to realize the lead in the score. It is really wonderful!"

Nadal made a backhand shot with both hands, supported his body with his elbows, and completed a small-scale swing by turning his body, and pushed back concisely and quickly.

In today's game, Gawain repeatedly restricted Nadal's offense by bouncing the ball around his feet in the deep area of ​​the bottom line. Nadal has also been mentally prepared and has been using different methods to resolve the predicament.

Then, drop, pound.

For the third consecutive shot, the two players exerted pressure through different hitting techniques at the point-to-point position. The seemingly unchanged hitting line gradually increased the confrontation intensity of the strong collision, and the nerves were completely tense.

Nadal tried to limit Gawain's offense by returning the ball from the bottom line. This is also a tactic Gawain often uses when receiving the serve.

straight line.

heh!
Accompanied by exclamations surging from the scene, Gao Wen's shot was successfully pressed above the baseline, and it was accurate, almost equal to the bull's-eye level.

"Who would have thought?"

Heavy and deep, sinking and turning.

Straight line again.

"40:30".

High attack.

The winning point belongs to Gao Wen.

Moreover, Gao Wen's preparations were better, and the deep zone was well pressed.

Serving at a speed of 183 kilometers per hour is quite satisfactory.

"Who would have thought!"

Taking off while retreating, the forehand assumes the attacking posture of a roc spreading its wings.

This time, Nadal did not predict, but followed Gao Wen's serve action to start. Maybe he missed the opportunity to attack, but he could improve the success rate of receiving and returning the serve, and adjust the return quality according to Gao Wen's serve.

"what!"

Roar, burst.

"Ahhh!"

Gao Wen raised his head to the sky and screamed, his left fist slammed hard on his chest, his passion soaring into the sky.

The audience was silent.