Chapter 1435

focus!

The more special moments like this are, the more you need to focus, go all out, and pour all your energy into the game without reservation. This is the respect and tribute to God of War for the opponent, and to complete the game with dignity.

Gao Wen believes that Nadal does not need sympathy, let alone release water, because Nadal has not given up fighting, and they will continue to strive for victory in a fair and equitable way in competitive sports.

really-

On the break point, Nadal refused to disarm.

You come. I go.

stalemate. No more.

In this point, both Gao Wen and Nadal have mobilized their full state, back and forth bottom line confrontation covered the whole court, from forehand to forehand, from forehand to backhand, and then from backhand to forehand, all-round confrontation .

Nadal once cut the ball to move Gao Wen to the front of the net, but because of Gao Wen's handling of the ball, he fell back to the bottom line again. The offensive and defensive transitions of the two players were suffocating, and the high-quality offense and high-quality defense faced each other head-to-head.

until-

Gao Wen seized an opportunity that was not a chance, and suppressed Nadal's forehand with two consecutive shots, forcing Nadal's forehand quality to decline.

Then.

For the third shot in a row, Gao Wen adjusted his footsteps, grabbed a rising point, turned sideways forehand, and attacked with all his strength, tearing the angle with a skateboard shot.

Forehand!

Still a forehand!

ah!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Gao Wen, fully unleashed, the powerful forehand violent attack unreasonably broke the rhythm and balance, and directly penetrated Nadal's forehand defense——

Win and score.

In the third game of the fourth set, there was a 12-minute back and forth stalemate, which ended with Gao Wen breaking serve.

Nadal, almost exhausted.

This round also became the final turning point. With the momentum of this round's break, Gao Wen picked up his speed in an all-round way, widening the gap in one go.

Nadal has indeed been unable to keep up, not to mention the further decline in the quality of forehand shots, and the rate of defensive moves has also declined significantly.

The difference between the two players can be seen by browsing the technical statistics after the game.

In the whole game, there was a clear gap between the two players in terms of winning points. Gao Wen scored a total of 51 winning points, while Nadal only scored a wretched 18. This set of statistics can be described as the epitome of the whole game.

Among them, Nadal's signature weapon, the forehand, only scored four winning points.

Of course, the excellent performance of Gao Wen's backhand is undoubtedly an important key reason, which limits Nadal's forehand. Even so, it can still be seen that Nadal's forehand is in a bad state.

The fourth set isn't over yet, but... the tide is over.

After breaking serve in the third game, Gawain's momentum was like a broken bamboo, and Nadal was in a downturn.

From physical troubles to forehand status to defensive returns, the quality of the entire game is facing obvious fluctuations. Although Nadal still does not give up, he is still fighting hard and still working hard to score every point. Bite the game, but with difficulty.

"5:1".

After the third game, Gao Wen launched another attack in the fifth game, saved three game points and then cashed in the third break point, breaking serve for the second time.

Immediately after securing serve again, Gao Wen was already far ahead in the fourth set.

Nadal still didn't give up, let alone surrender, and prepared step by step, with a meticulous attitude just like the first round of the game.

Amidst the cheers and cheers from the audience, Nadal saved a break point and a match point, and secured the serve, and the whole Philippe Chatier was boiling.

"5:2".

I never thought that just one serve, but it could be so exciting and exciting, and the audience inside and outside the stadium went crazy.

The pressure came to Gao Wen's side.

Next, Gao Wen played steadily in his serve to win the game, once again showing his big heart, and quickly gained a firm foothold and entered the game.

"40:0".

Three match points in a row.

Nadal was unmoved at all, and concentrated on the game, playing every point conscientiously, and then Nadal scored—

Forehands, slashes, crossings, forehands in the extreme position flicked the whip to save the ball, but scored the fourth winning point of the game in the forehand position.

boom!

The audience directly threw their reason into the raging fire, and the audience was frantic.

"Crack! Rafa!"

"Crack! Rafa!"

The sound of support was overwhelming, as if you could feel the magma surging under your feet.

Amidst the cheers and cheers from the audience, Nadal once again launched a Jedi counterattack—

"40:15".

Nadal began to break the routine from the moment he received the serve, disrupting Gawain's layout, and the two players started a bayonet-to-hand-to-hand contest on the baseline.

Eight beats.

Fourteen beats.

The lungs were burning and exploding, and the whole brain was in a roar, buzzing.

Twenty-two beats.

Thirty-four beats.

From technical to physical collision, and finally evolved into a spiritual contest, the two players have entered an anaerobic state, relying purely on instinct to hit the ball, but they are still trying to contain their opponents.

Forty-one beats.

Pedal, brake.

Take off, leap.

With a forehand, he swung the whip with all his strength, relying on the package on his wrist to push out a straight shot—

Return the ball.

From Gawain, aimed a surprise attack behind Nadal who had just left.

This was not an opportunity to attack at all. Obviously, Gao Wen's footsteps were not in place, but Gao Wen still took a deep breath, burning the small universe to complete the shot, not only suddenly but also resolutely, completely breaking Nadal's prediction.

Nadal paused, braked urgently, and was about to turn around to save the ball.

However, his legs had no strength, and he couldn't push off the ground at all. In the end, he turned around and jumped up with willpower, throwing his body out.

…touch the ball and succeed.

Unfortunately, I couldn't swing the racket. The racket directly hit the tennis ball and caused a car accident, and then the tennis ball flew high towards the audience stands.

The forty-second shot, after all, failed to return to the court.

The game is over.

"4:6", "7:5", "6:4", "6:2".

Gao Wen, on the third match point, finally cashed in, reversed and won, becoming the second player after Soderling to defeat Nadal at Roland-Garros, ending Nadal's journey to the French Open for six consecutive championships, and Set Nadal's winning streak at Roland Garros at thirty-nine games.

It's over, it's over.

In such a way ~lightnovelpub.net~ 41 rounds of ultra-long tug-of-war, the result is that Gao Wen found a breakthrough from Nadal's forehand surprise, drawing a new chapter for this game that carries countless expectations and meanings. There is a full stop.

Tragic, tragic, and passionate.

When Nadal made the last blow but failed to turn the tide and sent the tennis ball flying, the Philippe Chatier Stadium did not cheer or celebrate, but fell into a brief silence and shock.

They, witnessing such a battle at the scene, need a little time to digest the precipitation—

Perhaps, judging from the score, Nadal lost very badly in the fourth set, but the audience who watched the whole game knew that even if he was exhausted or in poor condition, Nadal still fought hard until the last moment, and the actual situation was far from the score. It looks so relaxed and freehand.

In the end, the whole game took three hours and forty minutes. Nadal had indeed exhausted his last bit of energy. It can be said that he was exhausted. On this court and in this city, he did not leave any regrets.

They should applaud Gawain's victory, but they should also take off their hats for Nadal's hard work.

In the audience, everything is quiet, only the heart is beating, feeling the turbulence of emotion slightly trembling.

(end of this chapter)