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Chapter 945 Jedi Counterattack

Chapter 945 Jedi Counterattack

One second ago, "Control VS Control".

The next second, "speed up VS speed up".

The pace of the entire race suddenly accelerated, as if the accelerator was suddenly stepped on from a speed of 60 kilometers per hour to the extreme, and reached a speed of 300 kilometers per hour in one breath.

The air was burning, and the hearts of the entire audience had stopped beating. They stared at the scene in front of them in stunned silence, and their brains completely lost the ability to think.

Gao Wen took the lead in attacking, but was caught by Djokovic and launched a strong counterattack——

Games and calculations.

Both players are laying out, calculating, and planning, and you can feel the strong collision with every shot. From strength to speed to brain, the duel begins in all directions. The conversion speed of advantages and disadvantages is really too fast, so that

There is no way to react, and a delicate balance is always maintained.

Like Djokovic, Gao Wen's attention is always protecting his backhand position, because he knows that Djokovic's classic tactic against Nadal is to press the forehand and hit the backhand.

When Djokovic had been controlling his position on his forehand, Gao Wen had already predicted that Djokovic had been looking for opportunities to break through from his backhand.

really!

Gauvin took the lead and Djokovic hit a diagonal shot as expected, trying to break through Gauvin's defense.

but.

Gao Wen also accurately predicted and moved in advance. The bottom line moved in a wide range. In the blink of an eye, it was in place smoothly, and he directly pushed back the backhand with both hands.

boom!

Backhand to backhand, one round.

Backhand to backhand, two rounds.

Djokovic speeded up, and his speed and power both improved to a higher level. Each shot became more fierce and faster than the last.

This backhand is known as "the world's No. 1 double backhand", not without reason. When it is time to attack with force, Djokovic's offensive ability on the backhand position is even stronger than that on the forehand position. He can hit and tear.

It can skid and charge, and its stability is better than that of the forehand. Its ability is indeed unparalleled in the martial arts.

Therefore, if Djokovic takes a chance, he will never be able to escape.

Djokovic used continuous backhand attacks to suppress Gao Wen, and even the rhythm connection became so fast that he didn't even have time to blink.

Stormy weather!

A slap in the face!

Gawain was very embarrassed, very, very embarrassed.

The two-handed backhand only has the power to parry, but not to fight back; moreover, it can be seen from the landing point and rotation that the quality of the return has declined significantly, and it is being completely suppressed.

Precarious.

Tottering.

There's not even any breathing room.

Last year in Paris, Gao Wen was able to counterattack Djokovic with a desperate counterattack. The performance of his backhand was crucial, but today his backhand was in mediocre condition.

The situation is indeed difficult.

Djokovic caught this and bombarded him wildly——

boom!

the third time!

Djokovic launched an attack from the backhand position for the third time in a row, and even further opened the angle. Even if Gao Wen could touch the ball, his steps had already been moved outside the singles line and near the doubles line.

Buzz…

The entire audience was speechless in shock, and there was only the sound of hearts exploding in their chests, just like the thunder before a rainstorm.

Depressing, but shocking.

Gao Wen knew that he had not retreated. Even if he returned the ball again, Djokovic had already taken the absolute initiative in the next attack:

Diagonal, straight, middle, the entire court is open, and Djokovic can attack at will.

what to do?

In fact, Gawain still has a glimmer of hope:

Change line.

straight line!

This is the only gap left by Djokovic, because Djokovic knows that Gawain does not have this shot——

At the end of the second set, Gao Wen had already lost three straight backhands, thus giving him the victory in the second set, and the number of points lost was definitely more than that.

The air in the entire venue was tense, as if a rolling heat wave was coming before a volcano was about to erupt. It was suppressed and suppressed again and again. You could clearly feel the excitement and excitement of the audience who were ready to cheer, scream, and celebrate. Then all eyes were focused on the high ground.

On the tattoo.

It almost burns the skin.

However, Gawain remained unmoved, keeping his eyes fixed on the incoming ball, making continuous adjustments in small steps, looking for the hitting point, and achieving a high degree of unity in his thoughts and will.

Kick the ground! Turn around!

Swing the racket! Send the racket!

The wrist wraps the tennis ball flexibly, and you can clearly feel the power and speed exerted by Djokovic. The tennis ball rotates fiercely on the racket string.

Miso miso miso.

Miso miso miso.

Just like that, Gawain roared out——

"ah!"

One delivery, one push.

Along with his swinging movements, his body moved forward, the power deep in his Dantian was released without reservation, and then the whole person flew out.

boom!

Crisp and solid, this is the sound of hitting the ball.

Whoosh!

Light and fast, this is the sound of breaking through the air.

The entire audience held their breath, staring at time like this, with thousands of eyes focused on that mustard-yellow tennis ball.

Djokovic had just started, and he immediately realized——

straight line.

After being oppressed to the extreme, Gawain exploded like a spring, tearing out a straight line forcefully, and fought back desperately!

Djokovic gave up the chase and followed the flight path of the tennis ball.

The air is still burning, and those trivial sounds can be heard in the ears.

Time is still standing still, and all movements, thoughts, and emotions are all stagnant, trapped in the rut of time.

Then--

The tennis ball flies in a straight line and is about to fly straight out of the baseline, but when it gets close to the baseline, it falls rapidly.

Gravity pulled the tennis ball and it fell heavily. With a muffled sound, the pieces of hair exploded, and it landed in the dead corner of the bottom line.

"Inbounds!"

The linesman, with a determined look on his face, gestured inbounds.

The whole place was completely silent.

"Game, high!"

The referee has directly announced the score, and then, the stillness magic is finally lifted.

Roar and explode!

"ah!"

"Ahhh!"

Gawain jumped up high, clenched his right fist, and hammered his chest hard and hard, one after another.

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

All the depression, all the frustration, all the dullness, all are released without reservation——

Surrender?

Daydreaming!

Absolutely! Absolutely impossible!

This battle is not over yet. The faith that belongs to dreams, hopes and perseverance is still burning. Can you hear the sound of my heart hitting my chest?

Plop!

Plop!

Strong and powerful!

High morale!

There is still energy burning in his blood, let this battle continue! Let this storm continue! Let everyone witness the ending!

The fight never stops!

Fight to the end!

"Roar!"

From the depths of Gawain's soul, he roared and roared, sweeping the entire place with a mighty momentum——

The melon fell.

Australian fans and Serbian fans couldn't believe their eyes. Djokovic held three consecutive break points, but Gao Wen actually scored five points in a row and reversed the situation to hold serve. In such a wonderful and tough way, it was so shocking.

, mixed with despair, fully detonated in the mind.

boom!

Both Chinese fans and neutral fans could no longer control their excitement. They stood up and applauded, raised their arms and shouted, and the sound like a downpour filled the entire stadium.

incredible!

Incredible!

"...In the most difficult and dangerous situation, Gawain's two-handed backhand finally reached a dead end in a straight line. After withstanding the continuous impact of Djokovic for three consecutive shots, he fought back to win the point.

, and complete the hair guarantee."

"Twenty-one shots!"

"This was a long round of twenty-one beats, and this time, Gawain had the last laugh."

Zhang Sheng involuntarily opened his mouth slightly, and there was a roar in his mind——

This is the best response to the Seven Points Rebellion, like a heavy punch, unparalleled!

(End of chapter)


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