Match Point

Chapter 957: Flying Fairy

Chapter 958

"Match point!"

"The match point has appeared!"

"An ACE with a speed of 201 kilometers per hour!"

"Wow…"

Zhang Sheng's mouth was dry, swallowing his saliva could not relieve the turbulent emotions, his heart was beating like a drum, and his whole brain was buzzing.

The second serve wins the game.

Gao Wen, the missing serve, is back! Three shots in a row, all entered the zone!

A serve goes straight to the point, a serve rush leads Djokovic back into the net, and then, an ace.

Three match points.

Three consecutive match points.

The most incredible thing was that Gao Wen, who had calmed down, actually found the serve that had run away from home, and the three consecutive first serves were excellent.

As a result, Djokovic, who performed well in receiving and serving throughout the game, was a little flustered, and it was very rare that he failed to receive two consecutive serves.

As a result, Djokovic was almost about to break the racket, but Djokovic also knew that at a critical moment, he needed to maintain a stable mentality, otherwise his attention would be easily distracted, so he controlled it, but Unexpectedly, Gao Wen responded with an ACE, bringing out the match point.

Everything is beyond words.

Like all commentators, Zhang Sheng was dumbfounded.

"...This is Gawain's third ACE in the whole game."

"Yes, after five hours of the game, Gao Wen just sent out his third ACE, but he won three consecutive match points with this ACE."

"I have to say that Gao Wen's serve, like timely rain, appeared at the most important and most needed moment."

This is a kind of ability.

Just like Federer at his peak, improve your state when you need it, and use the simplest way to get out of trouble when you need it.

Being able to send ACEs is very powerful, but it is not the most powerful thing; what is really powerful is to make ACEs appear when needed.

"40:0".

All of this is indeed as beautiful as a fairy tale.

but!

Did Djokovic just surrender?

of course not.

"40:30".

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Djokovic once again showed his championship temperament, scoring two consecutive winning points, saving two match points, and maintaining suspense.

At this time, Djokovic is like a cold-faced killer. Even if he scores or hits a good shot, he will not celebrate, and always maintains a calm poker face.

Poker face.

"Killing Mode" is officially on.

Competition is like this. As a leader, when being approached by the chaser, you can feel the pressure, and then it is easy to lose your balance.

Gao Wen realized that he needed to calm down a little bit, especially since he knew the allusion of "40:15". The deterrence from Djokovic was even more real and clear. Even Federer fluctuated when he encountered such an impact , isn't it?

Taking advantage of the opportunity to wipe off the sweat, he took a deep breath to adjust, wiped off all the sweat seeping out of his palms, turned around and returned to the bottom line.

Expression, unmoved.

Second District.

Snapped. Snapped.

Gawain patted the tennis ball, looked up at Djokovic, and—

Throw the ball!

The body is completely stretched out, and the swing is done in one go.

With one shot, the speed is 197 kilometers per hour.

In!

Close body pressure backhand.

"ah!"

Djokovic's backhand was obviously suppressed, and he let out a roar, and hit a backhand with both hands. It can be seen that the entire upper body is leaning back to get out of the way, showing his body flexibility again.

However, the quality of the return is still unsatisfactory.

Djokovic tried to return to a straight line and press down on the deep area, which could destroy the center of gravity that Gao Wen had no time to restore after completing the serve.

As a result, the straight line was not completely straightened, and the landing point was not completely pressed deep. Instead, it entered the sweeping area of ​​Gao Wen's forehand.

attack!

Gao Wen was relentless.

In fact, the footstep adjustment is still not in place, and if you don't have time to enter the bottom line, you will not be able to grab the rising point.

However, the windmill-style sweep of the racket showed the violent forehands of Federer and Del Potro, unreasonably and directly attacking.

This is also an improvement after hard training in the offseason this year.

boom!

Diagonal lines, deep areas, dead ends.

Gao Wen's forehand attack immediately swept across the field and flew through the air.

Djokovic was a little embarrassed.

His footsteps were very fast, timely and light, but Gao Wen's offensive quality was so solid and excellent that he still squeezed Djokovic.

squeak!

With a split slide, Djokovic bought some time for himself, followed by a forehand sweep, but the thick and fierce ball still formed a suppression, which also forced Djokovic to take another round.

pocket!

The soft and delicate touch wraps the tennis ball and pushes it back to the opposite court.

However-

Just after hitting the ball, every cell in Djokovic's body was alarmed, because Gao Wen went online.

Very suddenly!

Very surprised!

Throughout the game, Gao Wen took the initiative to surf the Internet a very limited number of times. Although Gao Wen had already shown excellent net touch when passively surfing the net, active surfing was a change in the entire tactical system, but it still rarely appeared. You can see Come out, Sampras needs more time to train.

In the end, Gao Wen chose to go online at this time?

Match point?

Gao Wen, are you crazy?

Even Sampras couldn't control himself, his heart was stuck in his throat, so that he couldn't help leaving the chair, his body was suspended in mid-air, but he didn't notice it at all, just staring at Gawain's technical movements intently. .

He didn't know that Gao Wen was so bold that he took the initiative to surf the Internet at the match point; the only thing he could care about now was whether Gao Wen's Internet skills were solid enough, and whether he could apply the skills in training to the actual competition?

Post the net!

Post the net!

Bend your knees, tiptoe, and watch.

Sampras had forgotten to breathe.

In sight, Gao Wen's footsteps came to the net in a blink of an eye, and he caught Djokovic's dribble accurately—

One step up.

Close to the net.

Forehand, volley!

Gao Wen grabbed a rising point with his forehand, and intercepted the tennis ball neatly.

straight line!

but!

too long!

Sampras couldn't believe his eyes, his heart had stopped, his mouth was wide open, his hands grabbed his hair, and a scream rolled deep in his throat.

Gao Wen was still a little tight, the volley in front of the net was not able to remove all the strength, so the volley was too long. It should have fallen in the shallow area of ​​the straight line, absolutely not the bottom line of the teeing area; however, it is now close to the bottom line, which is a bit outrageous, and it seems that the control of the surface of the racket is still not enough.

Djokovic still has a chance.

Tread Tread.

Tread Tread!

Running horizontally ~lightnovelpub.net~ Djokovic turned into a gust of wind, and then slid horizontally again.

squeak!

His footsteps drew a long white line, he backhanded his hands early, pulled up ahead of time, and then observed Gao Wen's position from the corner of his eye—

small ball?

No, lob it!

In the last serving game, Djokovic and Gao Wen just had a battle in front of the net. Obviously, Gao Wen's touch with small **** is in good condition.

In addition, Djokovic himself has lost his position. The hitting point is almost an arm’s length above the court ground, and the space is limited. Compared with the small ball passing through, the control of the high ball is more suitable for Djokovic. Odd played, and then he did.

Djokovic used the strength of his wrist to gently pick up the tennis ball, high and floating, like a startled bird.

Whoosh!

The eyes of the audience were all focused on that tennis ball, followed by the tennis ball into the night sky full of stars, and disappeared.

At this moment, it seems that the earth has stopped rotating.

(end of this chapter)