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Chapter 328

Chapter 328 Pressing forward step by step

boom!

The flight trajectory of the tennis ball was so stunning and gorgeous. Gawain's wrist strength at the last moment became a crucial technical detail. The full rotation allowed the tennis ball's parabola to outline a sharp curve across the net, restricting Isner.

Another volley attack is possible!

Whizzing.

Whizzing.

Strong wind, hunting.

Kick, kick, kick!

Kick, kick, kick!

This time it was Gawain's turn to run at full speed, running along the vertical line, crossing the baseline, and rushing towards the net.

Falling over the net, as the name suggests, means that after flying over the net, the falling parabola will suddenly accelerate and become steeper, forcing the opponent to squat down to hit the ball. If the racket surface is slightly out of control, the return line may deviate.

, either directly off the net, or just a vegetable.

Whatever it was, Gauvin knew that Isner's return was supposed to be a short ball, so he had to rush to the net and finish the next shot.

Kick, kick, kick!

While running wildly, Gawain could clearly see the front, and Isner had blocked the flight path of the tennis ball with just one step adjustment.

Isner also realized that the sudden fall over the net needed to be handled carefully. He carefully put his knees together, squatted down completely with his entire center of gravity, and used both hands to backhand delicately and lightly. He completely relied on the small muscle strength of his arms to complete the control.

Push forward and complete the return.

rub.

The next second, the power and spin of Gawain's full-strength ball were removed, and like a feather, it flew lightly over the net and landed on the right side of the court on Gawain's side.

But, there is still a chance!

Although Isner tried his best to complete the unloading action, his rough technique still meant that he did not pay enough attention to the details and did not completely unload the force. Therefore, the return line of the tennis ball is short enough, just one foot in front of the net.

, but the height of the rebound after landing was not controlled.

Pah. Pah.

Falling hard and bouncing high.

Moreover, this is still a topspin ball, jumping in the direction of Gawain.

To be precise, the quality of the ball in front of the net can only be said to be average.

This is opportunity.

Kick, kick, kick!

Gao Wen rushed forward very fast, but he had to control his steps to avoid touching the net. In a flash, he rushed to the service area, staring at the tennis ball with a high concentration of attention while still observing Isner.

position, and conceive the three-dimensional space of the stadium——

Find the return line!

Then, the forehand has already begun to lead the shot, and while the steps are still behind, the entire upper body has already leaned forward, rushing forward like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.

sudden!

Gawain's right hand swing was already in place, but he did not use force. Instead, he used his wrist to cut in. Before the high-bouncing tennis ball fell to the bottom of the net, he fully grasped the fleeting little gap and quickly hit it.

Give it a push.

Very light and very careful!

Snapped!

There is no need to exert force, but a smashing action similar to badminton, with one flick and one smash at the net.

The tennis ball drew a straight line and rushed out of the narrow passage on Isner's left.

"Uh-huh!"

Isner let out a groan. He immediately realized something was wrong and jumped forward. Because he was too hasty and too eager, his center of gravity was unstable. His steps were staggering and messy. His body rushed forward awkwardly, trying to

Block the tennis ball.

pity.

The tennis ball disappeared from Isner's field of vision like an elf, and he jumped into the air. When his peripheral vision caught the mustard yellow color again in the chaos of the entire court, the tennis ball had already fallen behind his footsteps.

.

And, within bounds.

boom!

"Well done!"

"pretty!"

In the audience stand, Jiang Yanyun clenched his fists and stood up immediately. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the game, completely forgetting himself, as if he and Gao Wen were fighting side by side. The boiling blood could no longer be suppressed, and the surging passion exploded in his chest.

Come on.

In the studio, Zhan Jun and Hu Litao both raised their arms and roared without emotion. They looked at Gao Wen with firm eyes and raised his right fist on the court. Their minds had been completely ignited and they could no longer care about anything else. They just followed the heat wave of the scene.

Ups and downs together.

"Gawain!"

"Gawain took the lead in breaking Isner's serve!"

"Gawain successfully withstood two forehand attacks that Isner was determined to win. When Isner took the risk to go to the net, he still calmly hit a high-quality plunge across the net. Compared with the final winning point

In terms of hitting the ball, this shot that went over the net and plummeted was the return shot that turned the situation around."

"In the tie-break, Isner chose to follow the ball to the net without warning. This was a very, very sudden change, but anyone who faced Isner's 206 cm height and came to the net would probably be very disappointed.

It’s difficult to stay focused, especially when Isner’s shot following the ball to the net is very solid and has a strong impact, which also makes the return of the ball more difficult.”

"But Gao Wen was not affected. His mentality and backhand were both the same. He hit a solid shot that passed the net and fell sharply, eliminating Isner's advantage at the net."

"pretty!"

"This is so beautiful!"

"Isner attacked beautifully, and Gao Wen counterattacked even better. In the end, Gao Wen took the lead in breaking one of Isner's service points in the tie-break, and now the score has reached '5:3'.

We are still two points away from winning the game."

When the words were spoken, Hu Litao calmed down——

I'm afraid that my eagerness will ruin the rhythm, just like making a wish that doesn't work after I say it, so I force myself not to revolve around victory anymore.

However, this is really too difficult, as if it has returned to the moment when Li Na got the match point at the French Open.

Then, Zhan Jun's voice came to my ears.

"The most important thing now is to stay calm."

"Gawain's performance was very calm. He didn't look like an 18-year-old boy at all, let alone a young man participating in a Grand Slam tournament for the first time. At least that's what it looked like on the surface."

"The next scores are more important and more difficult."

"Gawain needs to keep his brain calm. He must dare to take action and attack. Otherwise, he will just wait for Isner's mistakes, and it will be difficult to win."

As Zhan Jun said, perhaps the calmest and most restrained person in the audience was Gawain.

After scoring in front of the net, Gao Wen did not vent his emotions wantonly. He just clenched his fists to celebrate, looked at Isner resolutely, conveyed the message, and then did not stop, turned around and strode towards the bottom line, preparing for the next step.

Be prepared separately.

One point. One more point.

One link. Another link.

This is the only thought in Gao Wen's mind, because he clearly knows that a one-point advantage is almost nothing in the Grand Slam arena, and any little bit of luck may ruin all his efforts.

It might even put Isner back in the driver's seat.

After all, Isner has participated in the Grand Slam many times and faced countless difficulties. From the perspective of experience and mentality, he is much more experienced than Gawain.

so--

Focus. Focus. Focus again.

After adjusting his breathing, Gawain had reached the bottom line.

First update.

(End of chapter)


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