Chapter 1807 Taking Advantage of Every Opportunity

Huh!

The entire audience exclaimed, because Gawain struck again with a straight backhand, and the sound of the solid, steady, hard and sharp hitting exploded above the eardrums.

In the head-on collision of hand-to-hand combat, Gawain once again showed his demeanor as a top expert, and even in a stalemate, he still created opportunities to reverse the situation.

Huh!

The scene was filled with astonishment because of Zverev's powerful running and movement. He was still able to teleport from one side of the court to the other even after entering anaerobic state for more than 60 seconds. This was an explosion in an extremely passive situation. The energy that comes out pushes the intensity of confrontation to a whole new level.

In fact, the audience has no idea how many shots were taken in this round, but they can feel the long and torturous confrontation at the scene, and even the sound of burning breathing in the lungs is very clear. At this time, they can see it up close. Zverev's movement was even more shocking.

...Hah!

The third time in a row!

But this time, as soon as the exclamation left his mouth, it was cut off. He was stunned and dumbfounded, and there was no sound in the entire Arthur Ashe Stadium.

Because Zverev was unbalanced and running at high speed, he only relied on the whip swing of his forehand to incredibly hit a straight shot.

The long sword is unsheathed.

Across the field.

Straight mustard-yellow light and shadow penetrated the entire stadium, and the power and speed that exploded from the extreme passiveness grabbed the throats of the entire audience.

Beautiful, so beautiful that my brain went blank for a moment.

So, is this Zverev’s baseline hitting ability?

Especially in such a long confrontation, such a strong collision, and such a passive dilemma, the batting is still of such high quality, which is really amazing.

The tennis ball turned into a bolt of lightning and headed towards the bottom line triangle of Gawain's backhand position again. It was almost impossible to capture the flight trajectory with the naked eye. Even if it was just a blink of an eye, it might never be seen again. In every breath, Tennis ball has already appeared in front of Gawain, setting off a wave of heat.

The night is just right.

The wind was strong and the cold was so strong that even if you put on a coat, you still couldn't resist the cold.

However, Gawain on the court was like a knight in black armor, steaming with heat, his eyes resolute, and he did not waver at all even when he was passive.

Stopping and turning suddenly, with one step, the body had already turned around and was pulled to the left again——

Zverev's choice this time really broke Gawain's expectations.

But Gawain was as solid as a rock and never wavered. He returned to position smoothly with just one step. His steps were still a little lacking. At this time, there was no room for adjustment. After all, the pressure brought by the thirty-six beats was accumulated layer by layer, and the lactic acid was Outbreaks make body control increasingly difficult.

then.

When your steps are not in place, kick off the ground, lean forward, and swing the racket.

Done in one go.

Gawain directly threw his body, and all the weight of his body was superimposed on the swing. One turn was all, and the rest was controlled by his arms. From the upper arm to the forearm to the wrist, the entire swing had no Any pauses, the flow is not affected at all.

Snap, crack the whip.

Bang, exert force.

With a single independent movement of the golden rooster, the body is already completely flying, and the backhand movement completes a small swing and hit in a limited space.

The whole audience stared wide-eyed, not daring to blink for fear of missing any detail.

Wow, wow wow...

The air waves were rolling, and the flight trajectory of the tennis ball was like surfing, flying in a diagonal direction, across the entire field.

Opposite the net, little Zverev was running, running with all his strength. After a sudden stop and turn, the second start was very fast. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed through the midfield, with only an afterimage flowing over the blue court.

However.

Not enough, still not enough.

Because Gawain's backhand diagonal "inside-out" is so tricky and accurate, in a completely passive situation, he actually tore off the angle and accurately found Zverev's backhand in the deep triangle area of ​​the bottom line. A landing point to complete the shot.

It's like measuring it with a protractor and ruler.

Special skill, unsheathing——

For the first time in this game, Gao Wen targeted the corners and attacked, truly showing his grasp of the timing of line changes and his control of the ultimate landing point.

In other words, until now, what people see is Gao Wen who is in full condition.

In the first game after returning from injury, Gao Wen tried his best, slowly and slowly regained his form, and improved in time at critical moments.

Thirty-eight shots, exactly thirty-eight shots later, Gawain completed a shot, as graceful as a giant, astonishing the entire audience.

Impeccable.

The tennis ball flew straight out after landing. Even if Zverev was faster, it would still not be enough, far from enough.

In the end, I could only watch helplessly as the tennis ball hit the bottom line billboard with a muffled sound.

boom!

There was a roar above the eardrums.

Almost immediately, Arthur Ashe Stadium exploded.

"30:30".

Perhaps, this was not a key point, a break point or a set point, but in this round, the two players finally showed their best form and jointly contributed the best and most exciting point since the start of the match.

Even though the bayonet was red and the confrontation was unyielding, it was Gawain who had the last laugh, surprising the entire audience with a backhand winner.

Wow!

ah!

Wow!

Wonder, admiration, exclamation, sighs again and again.

Applause, whistles, cheers, the sound was rolling.

Arthur Ashe Stadium bloomed proudly under the night, blooming with brilliant colors, majestically surrounding the two players on the court.

Gawain clenched his fists, neither cheering nor roaring. He just stared at the opposite side of the court resolutely. He was panting, but his eyes did not waver. He was dressed in black and looked like a messenger from hell. The powerful and sturdy energy spread overwhelmingly. Come.

Little Zverev, supporting his knees with both hands, was panting heavily and sweating continuously. No one could see his expression clearly, but he couldn't stand up straight for a long time, not only because of exhaustion, but also because of the intense exhaustion at the end. Lost this point.

At this point, both players have no reservations. The transition between offense and defense runs throughout. Everyone has a chance, but in the end it depends on who can seize the opportunity.

The youthful collision of "tough VS tough" finally meets the expectations of fans and audiences. This is the showdown they long for, and this is what meets the expectations of the night scene.

There is no doubt that this is a very, very important point.

Professionals can see that not only from the score, but also from the momentum, situation, and fighter opportunities, some things have undergone subtle changes.

After holding serve for two consecutive games to adapt to the court and match, Zverev was preparing to launch an attack. However, he failed and suffered a break. His morale hit a wall. After a brief adjustment, Zverev looked forward to playing in his own serve. Regain the initiative, regain a firm footing, and then wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

Anyway, the first set isn't over yet.

However, Gawain sensed an opportunity. Originally, he did not need to completely improve his condition in preparing for this game. The returns in the first two points were a bit risky, and there was no success if he did not succeed. But Zverev had a flaw, and Gawain responded accordingly. Seize the opportunity and the situation changes again.

Zverev's mentality is beginning to fluctuate again.