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070 Beyond imagination

Even in the face of Harris's overwhelming high-pressure ball, Gao Wen still did not lose focus, and then found a space to switch from defense to offense, an opportunity that was not a chance.

Kick the ground!

Swing!

Welcome forward!

boom!

At the moment when the racket collided with the tennis ball, Gawain's hands and wrists suddenly exerted force to speed up, and he gave a powerful counterattack with greater force and speed. Even at the moment of releasing the ball, the racket was slightly tilted outward, and then he could feel

To the tennis ball rubbing rapidly between the strings of the racket.

Although the ball was powerful, Gawain's hands were extremely stable, and you could even see a bloody aura in his eyes, like a wild beast.

Rub rub rub rub!

Wave your arms!

Take the shot!

Gawain waved his hands in a super giant loop, like a full-moon scimitar, and threw it out with all his strength. The next second you can see the tennis ball rushing out fiercely.

The tennis ball seemed to "disappear" briefly because it was too fast. When it waited for the next second to appear, it had already flown out in a straight direction at full speed, with a little external spin -

The subtle changes in Gawain's wrist at the last moment changed the subsequent flight trajectory of the tennis ball, and the powerful tail force dragged a blur of light and shadow in the air.

Damn it!

After Harris finished the high-pressure ball, he immediately noticed that Gawain appeared on his batting line, and he still did not give up the ball. This immediately made Harris panic. He thought that he could score with this high-pressure shot!

Actually!

Harris's heart was beating wildly, and his whole body was about to burst. Reflexively, after his footsteps landed again, he quickly adjusted his steps in small steps, regained his balance in the chaos, and tried to complete the defense immediately——

From attack to defense, and from defense to attack, it is actually a matter of shooting the ball.

Harris noticed that Gawain's backhand shot was stable and solid, and reflexively moved toward his forehand to defend, but before he had time to adjust his steps, he just stretched out the racket in a hurry, and the tennis ball had already been pulled out.

The long streamline fell into the gap in his field with lightning speed.

boom!

Whoosh!

The tennis ball disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye and flew out.

"Game, high!"

The referee's voice has already announced the score. Everything is too fast. Everything happens too fast. There is no time to breathe. The offensive and defensive situation has been completely reversed. The intertwining of advantages and disadvantages is wandering between heaven and hell in an instant.

.

One second, Harris was secretly rejoicing that his line change had taken the lead and created a high-pressure ball opportunity; the next second, Harris had fallen into a passive position, losing the point and subsequently losing it.

own serve.

"ah!"

Watching the tennis ball fall into the boundary to form the winning point, Gawain jumped up high, raised his clenched right fist above his head, raised his arms and shouted, and his passionate roar burst out with incredible energy, like a roaring lion.

, releasing energy towards Harris on the other side of the net.

"e-on)"

Roaring, roaring, jumping high, venting passionately.

"Ahhh!"

"Ahhh!"

Gawain hammered his chest twice, a bloody and violent aura burst out from his eyes, declaring his power forcefully and domineeringly.

In the absolute dilemma of being absolutely passive, Gawain turned the situation around with his unyielding and strong running. Accurate prediction became the key to switching from defense to offense. When Harris launched a strong counterattack, he gritted his teeth and won.

After winning this point, he broke Harris' first serve with a "love-game".

Ho ho ho!

Ho ho ho!

All the players of the Bruins team jumped up together with Gao Wen, raised their arms high, cheered and celebrated wantonly. In the desperate situation of the away game, they showed a trace of blood and fought back from the edge of the cliff little by little.

, inspiring the whole team to boil with enthusiasm.

The entire audience was stunned, and some couldn't keep up: How did this happen?

Standing in front of the net, Harris's eyes flashed slightly. Looking at Gao Wen who was shouting in celebration, a confused thought appeared on the tip of his tongue: What is going on with this guy? He performed so well? Is he really the No. 6 singles player?

?

Harris' subconscious reaction was to turn to look at Cowell and ask with her eyes, "Is this normal?"

No, this is not normal, of course it is not normal!

Cowell's mood was slightly shaken.

Even if Geelong defeated Lamas and dragged the game into the final decider, Cowell still sat on the Diaoyutai with confidence because everything was going according to plan. He believed that Harris had an absolute advantage and he believed that Harris could easily

Defeating the opponent, the ending actually doesn't have much suspense.

However, Gao Wen broke expectations with actual actions. Not only did he not surrender easily, but he also scored four points in a row at the beginning, directly breaking Harris' serve - even though Cowell had preset some difficulties, but

Such difficulties were completely beyond expectations.

This is definitely not what Cowell expected to see.

An ominous premonition gripped his heart. Could it be that...he had really shot himself in the foot?

"calm!"

At the critical moment, Cowell still showed the style of a head coach, quickly calmed down, strictly cut off all the random thoughts in his mind, and continuously made calm gestures towards Harris to let Harris calm down.

Focus on the game——

This is the first game.

Tennis is the same as football. You can never know the result until the last moment. In the transition between serve and return, opportunities are always flowing, and the state will eventually fluctuate. The situation can change in the blink of an eye, just like

In the last point just now, the speed of the transition between offense and defense was surprising.

It is precisely because of this that in tennis matches, the next service game after a break is often more intense because the mentality of both parties has undergone subtle changes. In addition, after the fierce confrontation, breathing, physical strength and concentration also need to be small.

Small adjustments also lead to many variables in the form of confrontation.

Cowell still experienced countless storms and quickly calmed down——

The game has just begun! The competition has just begun! Even if the start is off track, the rest of the game may not be like this. Harris should do his best to bring the game back to the track he is familiar with.

Aware of Cowell's gaze, Harris's mood stabilized slightly.

But when the court was changed, I still couldn't forget the service game just now. Compared with the service game being broken, what was more disturbing was the way it was broken. I was completely at a disadvantage, and even suffered psychological deterrence.

Suppression, this feeling is not good, very, very bad.

Harris' pace quickened a little, eager to complete the exchange of venues immediately and then make waves in Gawain's serve. Such urgency may become motivation or pressure, like a double-edged sword, full of

Unknown, it depends on how Harris uses it.

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