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Chapter 372 Unstoppable

Chapter 372 Unstoppable

Kick the ground! Push! Fly!

Gawain rushed towards his backhand like a cannonball, but Kyrgios's serve added enough spin and power, and the entire flight trajectory was fast and rushed. Even if Gawain's prediction was correct, it still wasn't enough.

Time catches up.

Back up! Spread your wings! Extend!

Obviously, the backhand with both hands could no longer reach the tennis ball. Gao Wen simply turned his back to the court, held the racket with one hand in his right hand, completely extended the racket like a roc spreading its wings, and then rushed out with a long stride, using the racket to hit the ball.

Complete contact with the ball at shoulder height.

A little. A rub.

Because there was no time, Gawain just used the power of his wrist to push back delicately to increase the friction and ensure that the tennis ball would not fly out like an anti-aircraft gun.

One-handed backhand!

The next second, Gawain did not stop, and continued to turn ninety degrees in the direction he turned, facing his right side, which was the forehand position, and ran at full speed.

Then you can see Kyrgios' footsteps entering the court immediately. Gawain's return serve has no quality at all. Kyrgios easily rushed over and was able to complete the volley in the half court.

.

but!

Just when Kyrgios was about to take action, he noticed Gawain running at high speed. The situation that seemed familiar has appeared more than once in this game, and Gawain can always reverse the situation in extremely passive situations, which also made Kyrgios

Yegos grinded his teeth secretly.

work hard!

The moment he took the shot, Kyrgios obviously exerted further force, and the entire crit action was thrown forward fiercely. The result——

puff.

Hang the net.

The force was so strong that the flight path of the tennis ball was pressed too hard, and it hit the net directly, creating a white wave of the net.

Huh!

There was an exclamation from the audience at Arthur Ashe Stadium. They couldn't believe their eyes. Such a simple shot ended up with Kyrgios making such an outrageous mistake and losing it in vain in the tie-break.

His first service point.

Snapped.

Kyrgios didn't hold back and slammed his racket onto the court. He didn't smash the racket but dropped it. The racket rolled innocently several times before stopping.

"Shut up! Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

Kyrgios was angry at the innocent audience, his muscles were tense to the extreme, and you could clearly feel the raging anger rolling around.

Shh!

The stadium was booed, obviously very dissatisfied with Kyrgios' performance.

"Come on Nick!"

The Australian fans still cheered relentlessly, but Kyrgios yelled "Shut up" again. This time the boos in the stadium were even more intense, but Kyrgios didn't care at all and finally vented his anger.

Picked up the racket, walked to the baseline with a nonchalant expression, and continued to prepare to serve.

But, does it really have no impact?

One shot, off the net.

Second serve, middle.

The entire serve angle seemed a bit sloppy and seemed to be absent-minded. Although the power and speed were maintained well, the entire serve still seemed a bit rough. Gao Wen only turned slightly sideways and successfully hit the tennis ball back, and the angle and depth were maintained.

Very well——

Bottom line triangle.

Kyrgios had just taken back his serving action and was already in place with a big stride. He didn't have time to think, and just pushed his forehand straight. With his legs split and his center of gravity unstable, he was very relaxed.

This reverse shot produced a very gratifying effect——

Straight and fast.

Sure enough, talent is still talent.

Gawain sprinted horizontally at full speed, but Kyrgios's straight line was indeed pushed beautifully. No matter how fast Gawain's feet were, he was still a little behind.

what to do?

Although he could still swing the racket in a small range with his two-handed backhand, in a flash of lightning, Gao Wen gave up his plan to forcefully start the racket, slightly changed the racket surface and grip, and chipped a small ball.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the speed of the whole person's ball was slowed down.

I have seen many similar rounds in the second set before, but after entering the fourth set, Kyrgios blindly used his strength and rarely saw such smart cutting rounds.

Tap tap tap.

Kyrgios sprints with all his might.

Tap tap tap.

Gawain also stepped forward quickly.

The two players faced each other across the net, running at full speed towards each other, and then collided violently in front of the net.

Gawain was blocking the net, and Kyrgios' return was bound to be affected - this was Kyrgios' serve, and no one expected that the situation would evolve into what it is now.

Kyrgios made a judgment in a blink of an eye. It can be seen from Gawain's position in front of the net that this is obviously not his technical strength. He may even rarely invest in individual items in normal training. Now he just relies on

It's just instinctive to fight.

He has room for breakthrough.

Kick the ground! Brake! Pick lightly!

Kyrgios turned his head to look at his forehand, turned his head away completely, as if he was preparing to pick a diagonal diagonal, but when he released the shot, he gently pushed his backhand in a straight direction.

Fake action!

Kyrgios used a perfect fake move to create an illusion, preparing to break through Gawain's forehand.

But what about Gawain?

He jumped in his steps, bent his knees and jumped in place, keeping his center of gravity active, and his eyes firmly locked on Kyrgios' racket——

Gao Wen's skills in front of the net are indeed not very good, but he knows that Kyrgios is a player who does not play according to common sense and has countless acrobatic fake moves, so he needs to cut through the fog to see the truth.

Kick the ground! Fly!

In a state of high concentration, Gawain reflexively swooped towards his right side, stretched out his racket, and pounced down hard like a badminton to seal the net.

Pong!

Block shot!

The crisp sound of hitting the ball came, and the next second the tennis ball was slammed back to Kyrgios' court and landed next to Kyrgios' left foot.

Kyrgios's eyes were still looking to the right, and he noticed a light and shadow in the corner of his vision. He reflexively stretched out his racket and swung it, but he swung it empty. He was like a little girl who failed to flutter a butterfly, as if she had lost her ground.

Stand still.

Looking up, you can immediately see Gao Wen curling his lips and looking at the landing spot of the tennis ball. He seems to be picky and dissatisfied with his interception skills in front of the net. Then he jumps back two steps lightly, not paying attention to Kyrgios's attack at all.

He reacted, turned around and ran back towards the bottom line.

He was ignored, he was ignored like an insignificant insect.

Kyrgios turned around, but still couldn't hold it back. He cursed a lot and walked all the way back to the baseline. At this time, he had no time to pay attention to the score. The only thought in his mind was:

Ignore me? Ignore me! How could he? How dare he? Does he know who I am?

Gurgling.

Gurgling.

The rage in the brain is burning.

At the same time, Gawain's brain is also running at high speed. How should he score the next point?

Turning around and looking up, he could only see the back of Kyrgios, and he could clearly feel the anger coming towards him. Then, Gawain had a bold plan in his mind.

Maybe, he can do this...

(End of chapter)


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