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Chapter 795

Chapter 795 Another note

Rub rub rub.

The strong rotation of the tennis ball hit the racket hard, and the high-speed rotation rubbed the string. The strong force pulled the racket and shook it, so that the wrist also trembled.

Krajinovic tried to control his wrist, but everything happened too fast. Before he could stabilize himself, the reaction force of the string had already pushed the tennis ball to bounce out.

Whoosh.

A parabola.

The tennis ball lost control like this, its spin was completely released, and it flew in a diagonal direction, high and floating, like a kite with a broken string.

Oops!

Krajinovic followed the movement of the tennis ball with his eyes, praying silently, hoping that the arc of the return ball would be completely stretched to prevent Nadal from finding a comfortable hitting position.

However, his prayers failed to work.

Nadal adjusted in small steps continuously, took half a step back, backhanded the ball with both hands near his shoulders, and directly completed a volley.

Solid and tough.

Obviously, Nadal was aware of the opportunity created by Gawain, and he was not prepared to miss Krajinovic's small mistake in controlling the return, so he rushed to complete the shot at the first opportunity, and even gave up the opportunity to turn sideways forehand.

Quickly complete the connection with the backhand, and the shot is complete.

boom!

straight line!

The tennis ball flew towards Djokovic who was quickly hitting the net.

Everything happened too fast, in the blink of an eye.

Djokovic was still on the way to the net when he felt a tornado coming towards his face. It was too late to adjust his steps. He only turned his upper body sideways and awkwardly used his racket to make a block and volley in a small space.

Actions.

A bump.

One push.

At a critical moment, Djokovic once again showed his unparalleled hitting ability——

In any situation, any position or any action, Djokovic is always able to wrap the tennis ball softly and tenaciously, and ultimately complete an effective shot.

It is precisely because of this that Djokovic is known as a "batting machine". This talent is unique and unique in the entire professional tennis world.

This time is no exception.

Even though his body had lost its position and there was no time to find the accurate hitting point, Djokovic still directly knocked back Nadal's powerful backhand flat attack.

boom!

On a diagonal line, the tennis ball flew towards the half court on Gawain's side.

Gao Wen was also surfing the net. After finishing the previous shot, he was already pushing forward vertically, rushing towards Djokovic's return like a rocket.

Small steps, small steps to adjust.

The adjustment of the steps is very delicate and careful. He moves sideways to the forehand position, leads the racket early, and makes a powerful forehand swing.

The wind is roaring!

Whether Krajinovic or Djokovic, both of them quickly adjusted their steps and completed their positions because they realized that Gawain's powerful forehand attack would definitely not be retained, and they had to ensure the stability of their steps.

Get enough strength to complete the defense at close range.

In an instant, the air condensed.

Then, you can see——

One rush, one tilt.

Just when Gao Wen was about to complete the ball, his forehand swing leaned forward slightly, and the movement of his upper body also changed.

Djokovic immediately realized the "fake move". If it is a regular forehand hit, the upper body should remain stable and avoid leaning forward, otherwise it will easily destroy the structure of the power movement; but now Gawain leans forward, this

It also means not hitting the forehand, but...

Forehand cutting.

It was too late, everything was too late. Djokovic wanted to call out to Krajinovic, but during the game, everything happened in lightning flashes. How could it be in time?

Djokovic watched Gao Wen cleverly change his forehand from a drawing posture to a chipping method. He gave up the powerful shot and instead made a forehand side cut, and the tennis ball flew out lightly and nimbly.

straight line.

The tennis ball flew out in a straight line and fell very quickly. In the blink of an eye, it hit the right side of Krajinovic's right foot.

Krajinovic's footsteps were rooted to the spot, unable to move. He just subconsciously stretched out his hand to intercept, but was unable to block the position.

The tennis ball landed diagonally behind Krajinovic's right foot, in a gap near the sideline of the court, a full half court away from Djokovic. Even though Djokovic had reacted, he was unable to recover.

.

Landed.

rebound.

Then, he jumped out and disappeared into the golden sunshine.

competition is over.

"7:6(5)","6:0".

Whirring, the wind roared in my ears.

yeah!

Gawain immediately raised his hands high and stood there, cheering and celebrating. His eyes were full of disbelief, and he couldn't believe that they really won.

Turning to look at the other side of the court, you can see at a glance that Nadal is exactly like him, raising his hands high, a smile blooming brightly at the corners of his mouth, and you can clearly feel the overflowing happiness and joy from the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes.

victory!

Who would have thought that when they played doubles together for the first time, they would win three games in a row and reach the finals in one go?

This is definitely an unexpected surprise.

On the other side of the court, Krajinovic and Djokovic both stood in place, maintaining their original movements, unable to recover immediately.

Because everything happened too fast, not only because the second set was lost too quickly, but also because the last two points of the last game were lost so easily after struggling for so long, a kind of emptiness invaded.

So that the muscles were slightly stiff, and they were nailed in place.

The game is over, it is over after all.

Although Djokovic tried his best, doubles was not a game he was good at after all. In the end, he swallowed a donut in the second set and was defeated miserably.

Djokovic feels a little uncomfortable.

He understands the truth: victory is victory, failure is failure, and it has nothing to do with the score. It is the same whether you lose in a tiebreaker or by swallowing an egg. But this is often not the case in real life, just like a penalty kick in a football match.

There is a difference between losing in a big game and losing in a tragedy with a big score of "0:7".

Raising his gaze, Djokovic stared at Gawain on the other side of the net——

The young man rushed towards Nadal with a smile on his face, and the two started celebrating again, high-fiving, fist-bumping, and finally bumping their shoulders. The laughter bloomed proudly under the hot sun.

Pure and hot happiness blooms in brilliant colors.

Once, twice...this is the third time.

Facing this young man who came out of nowhere, this was the third time he lost.

Of course, people will say that today is a doubles match and there is no need to take it to heart; but for Djokovic, it is not the case. Losing is losing. Both singles and doubles are the same. The feeling of losing is always the same.

Are the same.

He needs to remember it, and he will remember it firmly.

What's more, he also swallowed a duck egg today.

Deep in his eyes, the flame of fighting was quietly ignited, but soon Djokovic lowered his eyelids, took a deep breath, and returned to normal when he raised his eyes again.

The horn has just sounded.

(End of chapter)


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