"Match Point(

gurgling.

gurgling.

The air around Arthur Ashe Stadium is burning, and the eyes of thousands of people from all over the world are all focused on it.

The 193cm big guy in the dark blue jersey looks so small against the background of Nuoda’s stadium, and the magnificence and splendor of the sky are all vented down, as if he can clearly capture the sound of frantic heartbeat and rapid breathing, The scorching hotness that swarmed from all directions stirred up an impassioned tango on the surface of the skin, so that the blood also boiled.

Close your eyes and breathe.

Gao Wen carefully felt the sound of blood boiling, and then withdrew his attention bit by bit, and after a long breath, he was ready.

"40:15".

Snapped. Snapped. Snapped.

One shot.

outer corner.

But... a little off.

Gao Wen still wanted to tear apart the angle to suppress Cilic's forehand, but his control was a little lacking. In fact, the out-of-bounds distance was not much, which was the width of a finger.

Gao Wen was not too upset, he tilted his head slightly, reviewed the whole serving action, and was ready to continue serving.

Second serve.

outer corner.

Cilic was guessing the placement of Gao Wen's serve, and Gao Wen was also guessing Cilic's prediction. Both sides were guessing each other's tactical intentions. Then, Gao Wen boldly chose a repeat placement.

stop.

Cilic's footsteps paused for a while, and he was not able to accurately predict the first time, but he took a long horizontal stride towards his right.

At this time, the advantages of height and arm length were immediately revealed. With just one big step, the fully stretched body had already successfully touched the tennis ball. Before Cilic's forward body was about to lose balance, he used the inertia of centrifugal force to complete the ball with his forehand. One shot homeopathic hit, one sweep.

work hard!

Slash!

Gao Wen's second shot was caught straight, boom!

Tennis ball, aiming at the big triangle on the bottom line and sprinting forward mightily.

Gao Wen, who had just finished serving, had not had time to adjust his footsteps, and he could already see a mustard yellow light and shadow mixed with strong wind and rain rushing towards him, and he could already feel Cilic's conditioned reflex before he touched the ball. The violent blow contained thunderbolt.

Time and space are completely compressed.

Gao Wen ran out of time, and in a hurry, he only had time to hit a shot with his forehand, but before he could complete the control of the entire parabola, the tennis ball had already left the racket area and bounced back, and the next second, Gao Wen rang the alarm.

Whizzing.

Whizzing.

The tennis ball returns along the diagonal line, but there is no control at all. Not only is it not threatening, but it is not suppressed at the same time. The full parabola looks like a feeding ball in a practice game.

Tread Tread.

Tread Tread.

Cilic finally found a chance. He adjusted his position on the forehand in small steps, looked for the best hitting point, and even waited for a moment on the bottom line. line selection—

Straight line, diagonal line, middle lane, small ball.

The entire stadium was within Cilic's attack range, and Gao Wen had no time to think carefully, and could only make a first judgment based on instinct.

Continuous small steps, intentionally moving two steps laterally toward the left side, making a posture of preparing to defend against the backhand, but the center of gravity remains active.

boom!

Cilic had finished hitting the ball, and then Gawain kicked and pushed with his left foot, and his body was already striding towards the right side:

Accurate hit.

Sure enough, Cilic hit a diagonal line again, still hitting the ball with a forehand, which was caught by Gao Wen.

Kick off! swing! work hard!

"Power VS Power"!

Without hesitation, Gao Wen's forehand was already facing forward, launching a counterattack with a head-on posture, and he had no intention of changing the line in his mind at all—

Because Cilic's ball was too heavy, Gao Wen tried to change the line in his forehand position. The line is too long and the possibility of going out of bounds is very high.

It was Gao Wen's judgment and choice to further suppress with a slash, without hesitation or pause, the whole attack was very decisive!

but!

rush! change! Shen!

Cilic's forehand attack exploded with unbelievable energy. Although it was already the end of the third set, Gao Wen could feel the strength from the beginning of the first set. Clearly showing Cilic's burst of energy on the edge of a cliff.

top!

Gao Wen's absolute strength of the forehand was still suppressed, the main reason is that Gao Wen underestimated the quality of Cilic's forehand shot, and even the entire selection of the shot was not the best, but now there is no Time hesitated, and the arrow had to be launched. The only thing to be thankful for was that there was no attempt to change the line, because the error rate of changing the line is 99%.

Immediately afterwards, the batting action has been fully pushed out.

boom.

Slash, contradict!

Gao Wen's position did not retreat at all, and he forcibly held Cilic's shot, but it can be seen from the parabola of the return ball that Gao Wen's power was not fully released, and it should have been a flat hit. For the ball, Gao Wen finally added some spin to ensure that his return ball could fall within the bounds.

Whizzing!

Cilic was about to return to the backhand, and immediately returned to the forehand. The two horizontal cross steps have been adjusted, and the forehand is directly hammered.

Instantly exploded!

Instant release!

ah!

Ahhh!

It is also very rare for Cilic to burst into shouts due to excessive force, condensing all the energy in this beat~lightnovelpub.net~the forehand completely exploded.

boom!

Gao Wen's footsteps were still in his forehand position, waiting for Cilic's diagonal confrontation. When he saw the ball, he immediately caught up with his footsteps and stretched out his hand to hit the ball, but—

too slow.

Gao Wen's batting action was actually half a beat slow.

To be precise, it wasn't that Gao Wen was too slow, but that Cilic's incoming ball was too fast, pressing on the changing line like lightning and going straight out. Even though Gao Wen had already stretched out his racket, the return ball still went directly over the head of the racket. go out.

Absolute power! Absolute speed! Absolutely forehand!

Fairy Ball!

"Wow!"

"At Gawain's first match point, Cilic hit a fairy ball, and his forehand like Thor's hammer showed the power comparable to that of Del Potro, tearing Gawain's defensive coverage with absolute power, Successfully scored this point.”

"Cilic, whose half body is already hanging on the cliff, has shown his tenacity."

"Two consecutive match points, now there is only one, and the game situation has changed subtly again."

ah!

Cilic roared again.

Ahhh!

Cilic clenched his right fist tightly and roared at Gawain like an angry lion, baring his fangs, showing a mighty momentum with his rosy cheeks and protruding veins, and announced to Gawain with a tough posture:

This game is not over yet!

Ahhh!

The neutral fans and Croatian fans at Arthur Ashe Stadium were all crazy. An overwhelming energy burst out and flooded the entire stadium. The whole world shook accordingly. It seemed that the soles of the feet could really feel the slight vibration. The most dangerous and craziest moment of the finals, until now finally appeared—

Match point!