One kick! One push!
Simon's footsteps have already changed the direction of movement. For most players, vertical movement is much more difficult than lateral movement, but for Simon, this shortcoming is not obvious, and his flexible ability to stop and turn is easy. Able to cover the entire field.
Kick the ground!
Sprint!
Simon ran at full speed along the diagonal, and because Gawain's shot landed in the middle instead of the front, Simon even had a little time to spare.
Simon was already preparing to hit the ball. He glanced at the court with his peripheral vision and observed Gawain's position. Seeing that Gawain's center of gravity had moved towards the diagonal forehand position, Simon's forehand wrist was already light. Push lightly to draw a straight line.
Turn the ball back!
The space is instantly dislocated.
However, Gawain didn't seem to be surprised. He just moved his feet, kicked off his left leg, and shot a carbine. He took a long step laterally, his feet continued to move forward in a surfing posture, and his hands were like backhands. Bows and arrows are generally fully drawn.
Cut everything in one fell swoop.
The ball was cut with strong backspin and quickly flew towards the diagonal gap.
Whoosh!
Space is misaligned again.
Simon reflexively jumped on the spot, dived to the top, and stretched out his hands, but it was already too late.
That mustard-yellow stream of light pierced the sky above the court like lightning, then quickly fell, landed, rebounded, and scored!
Done in one go!
The situation has been completely overturned in a flash of lightning.
ah!
Qiao Wangsheng stood up suddenly.
Ahhhh!
Qiao Wangsheng's repressed emotions finally found a chance to vent. He clenched his fists as if he had kicked the winning goal in overtime in the World Cup finals. He shouted forgetfully, but his mind went blank. He couldn't say anything, he just roared to his heart's content. Roaring.
Burn wantonly!
On the court, Gawain did not celebrate grandly. He just clenched his fists and raised them high. There was a murderous look in his eyes, and his determination to win shone brightly in the depths of his pupils.
Simon waved the court impatiently, like waving a fly swatter, and was very dissatisfied with his handling of the ball. He now realized that Gawain's light hit was actually a trap, and his return handling was obviously too much. Carelessness was all within Gawain's expectation.
Damn it!
Simon ignored Gawain, exhaled heavily, regained his composure, and reminded himself that he still had two match points and a service point. He still had the initiative and there was no need to rush.
However--
Just thirty seconds later, Qizhong Tennis Center was boiling again.
It was another twelve-shot tug-of-war, but there was nothing to be surprised about. It was just the basic operation of this game. Then Gao Wen suddenly grabbed a rising point and hit a forehand in a round ball that was not an opportunity. Play a small diagonal attack, take the initiative and attack hard.
This attack was successfully defended by Simon, but the defensive quality was a little lacking and he was not able to press deeply. Therefore, Gao Wen's footsteps were still within the baseline, and he used a hard backhand with both hands to quickly connect and hit the ball. A very high-quality return shot with repeated placement.
Solid and heavy.
Simon's prediction was wrong. He was moving laterally and suddenly stepped on the brakes to start again. As a result, his feet did not hit the ground. He slipped and stumbled. Then he missed the hitting point and barely hit the tennis ball. It flew directly to the audience stands.
Save another match point!
Standing on the edge of the cliff, Gawain's shot was very decisive. Although the landing point was still not the ultimate, the thickness of the ball slightly broke the balance, and through detailed calculation and layout, Simon's prejudgment inertia was broken.
Simon always insisted on playing at his own pace and lost his advantage in the face of Gao Wen's changes. In the blink of an eye, he had lost two consecutive service points.
The audience at the center court was on fire, excited and impassioned, as if they were witnessing the birth of a miracle, and no one was exempt.
However, the crisis is still not resolved, and Gawain still needs to face the third match point——
Snapped. Snapped. Snapped.
Gao Wen was shooting the ball. He did not slow down deliberately, but prepared to serve according to his usual game rhythm.
Second District.
Gawain raised his eyes and glanced at Simon's position, and then began to throw the ball.
Offloaded serve in the outside corner.
Simon's forehand and backhand are relatively balanced, with no particular strengths but no particular weaknesses, and they remain stable overall, so his serving tactics need to be more careful.
Gao Wen deliberately chose a reduced-force serve. More importantly, there was no spin, it was a flat serve, but the power and speed were relatively lower. This is because Simon's return of serve often likes to relay and achieve good quality through relay. This time, Simon failed.
really!
The return ball had no depth, and the parabola was not completely suppressed, so it floated a little.
But Simon's hand wrapping ability is particularly strong, and the line is still controlled: in the middle, which is a position where it is difficult for the offense to open up angles.
Simon's footsteps only need to return to the midfield. When Gao Wen's offensive position does not dare to pursue the ultimate blind spot, he can freely complete the defense back and forth.
Gawain is within the baseline.
Tap tap tap.
Almost immediately after completing the service and returning to position, Gao Wen crossed the baseline and entered the court immediately. His posture was as if he was serving and netting, but in fact it was different from serving and netting, because Gao Wen's footsteps were just entering the court. Inside, the goal is not to get close to the net.
Therefore, Gao Wen stayed in the half-court position very amateurishly.
If it were training, Sampras's complaints would immediately hit him in the face:
Either continue to move forward and hit the net, or retreat to the bottom line. This awkward position of neither going up nor down is simply opening up the entire court, waiting for the opponent to attack.
However, at this moment, Gawain's steps were just right. He calmly faced Simon's return ball, switched to the forehand position in small steps, and then did everything very lightly and gently as if holding the moon in his hands. One push, meticulously removing the little power from the tennis ball.
But he saw that the tennis ball was like a feather, fluttering gently, flying back to Simon's court in a backward direction.
small ball?
Gao Wen did not take the initiative to attack, but chose a small ball in front of the net?
This time it was no longer a light hit from the previous ball. It was really a small ball in front of the net. It was light and thin. It flew over the net and landed in Simon's court.
Oops!
Simon was on the defensive and rushed forward immediately, subconsciously guarding against Gawain's small ball. After all, it had happened more than once in the second set.
However, this time, Gao Wen had no plan from the start of the serve, and his force control was perfect. After landing, there was almost no rebound force. Even if the ball's path was slightly longer, it had no impact.
It landed, then, tap tap tap... The rebounded tennis ball quickly fell back down and rolled in the direction Simon was running.
Simon, helpless, looked at the ball and sighed.
Match point, save one more!
