Match Point

Even in the face of Harris' overwhelming high-pressure ball, Gao Wen still did not lose his attention, and then found a space to switch from defense to offense, an opportunity that was not an opportunity.

Kick off!

swing!

Welcome!

boom!

The moment the racket collided with the tennis ball, Gao Wen's hands and wrists slammed together to speed up, and he counterattacked powerfully with a stronger and faster posture. Even at the moment of the shot, he swung the racket slightly outward, and then he could feel the impact. until the tennis ball races between the racket strings.

Although the incoming ball was powerful, Gao Wen's hands were extremely stable, and he could even see a **** aura in his eyes, like a beast.

rub rub rub!

wave!

shoot!

Gao Wen swung a super big loop with both hands, like a full moon scimitar, he threw it out with all his strength, and in the next second he could see the tennis ball rushing out fiercely.

The tennis ball seemed to "disappear" for a short time because it was too fast, and when it waited for the next second to appear, it flew out at full speed in a straight line, with a little external rotation—

The delicate change of Gao Wen's wrist at the last moment changed the subsequent flight trajectory of the tennis ball, and the powerful tail force dragged a blurred light and shadow in the air.

Damn it!

After Harris completed the high-pressure shot, he immediately noticed that Gao Wen appeared in his hitting line, and he still did not give up the shot. This immediately made Harris panic. He thought that this high-pressure shot would be able to score!

Actually!

Harris' heart was beating wildly, and his whole body was about to explode. Reflexively, after his footsteps landed again, he quickly adjusted in small steps, regained his center of gravity in the chaos, and tried to complete the defense immediately——

From attack to defense, and from defense to attack, it's actually just a matter of shooting the ball.

Harris noticed that Gao Wen's backhand shot was stable and solid, and reflexively moved towards his forehand to make up the defense, but before he could adjust his footsteps, he just stretched out the racket in a hurry, and the tennis ball had already pulled out a line. The long streamline landed in the gap of his field with lightning speed.

boom!

Whoosh!

The tennis ball disappeared from sight in a blink of an eye and flew out.

"Game, high!"

The voice of the referee has already reported the score, everything happened too fast, everything happened too fast, there was no time to breathe, the offensive and defensive situation has been completely reversed, the interlacing of advantages and disadvantages is walking between heaven and **** in an instant .

One second before, Harris was still secretly delighted, and his own line change took the lead, creating a high-pressure ball opportunity; the next second, Harris had already fallen into a passive position, lost the point, and lost it with him. Own serve.

"ah!"

Watching the tennis ball fall into the bounds to form the winning point, Gao Wen jumped up high, raised his clenched right fist above his head, raised his arms and shouted, his passionate roar burst out with unbelievable energy, just like a roaring lion , releasing energy to Harris on the other side of the net.

"Come-On"

Roaring, screaming, jumping high, and venting passionately.

"Ahhh!"

"Ahhh!"

Gao Wen slapped himself on the chest twice, and a **** rage burst out of his eyes, declaring his strength forcefully and domineeringly.

In the absolute dilemma of being absolutely passive, Gao Wen turned the situation around with his unyielding and strong running. Accurate prediction became the key to turning from defense to offense. When Harris launched a strong counterattack, he gritted his teeth and won. After scoring this point, he broke Harris' first serve with a "love-game".

Ho **** ho!

Ho **** ho!

All the players of the Bruins team jumped up with Gao Wen, raised their arms high, cheered and celebrated wantonly, played a bit of blood in the desperate situation of the away game, and regained the situation bit by bit from the edge of the cliff. , Inspired the boiling blood of the whole team up and down.

The entire audience was stunned, a little unable to keep up with the rhythm: How did things happen?

Standing in front of the net, Harris' eyes flickered slightly. Looking at Gao Wen who was shouting and celebrating, a confusion appeared on the tip of his tongue: What's going on with this guy? Performed so well? Is he really a number six singles?

Harris' subconscious reaction was to turn his head to look at Cowell, and asked with his eyes, "Is this normal?"

No, it's not normal, of course it's not normal!

Cowell's mood was slightly shaken.

Even if Geelong defeated Lamas and dragged the game into the final decisive game, Cowell still sat on the Diaoyutai confidently, because everything was going according to plan. He believed that Harris had an absolute advantage, and he believed that Harris could easily After defeating the opponent, there is actually not much suspense in the ending.

However, Gao Wen broke the expectations with practical actions. Not only did he not disarm easily, but he also scored four points in the opening game, directly breaking Harris' serve—even though Cowell had preset some difficulties, but this The difficulty is also completely beyond expectations.

This is definitely not what Cowell was expecting to see.

An ominous premonition firmly gripped his heart, could it be...he really shot himself in the foot?

"calm!"

At the critical moment, Cowell still showed the demeanor of a head coach~www.wuxiahere.com~quickly calmed down, cut off all the wild thoughts in his mind, and made continuous gestures to Harris, Let Harris calm down and focus on the game—

This is the first game.

Tennis is the same as football, the result will never be known until the last moment. In the transition between serve and return, opportunities are always fluid, and the state will eventually fluctuate. The change of the situation is in the blink of an eye, just like In the last point just now, the speed of offensive and defensive transitions caught people off guard.

It is precisely because of this that in tennis matches, the next serve after a broken serve is often more intense, because the mentality of both sides has undergone subtle changes, and the breathing, physical strength and concentration after the fierce confrontation also require a little effort. Small adjustments, which also make the form of confrontation have many variables.

Cowell still experienced countless storms, and quickly calmed down—

The game has just begun! The contest has just begun! Even if the opening is off track, it may not be the case in the next game. Harris should do his best to bring the game back to the track he is familiar with.

Sensing Cowell's gaze, Harris' mood stabilized a little.

But when switching venues, I still can't forget the serve just now. Compared with being broken, what is more worrying is the way it was broken. I was completely at a disadvantage, and even suffered psychological deterrent Repression, this feeling is not good, very very bad.

Harris quickened his pace a little, eager to complete the exchange of venues immediately, and then make a good wave in Gao Wen's serve. This kind of urgency may become motivation but also pressure, like a double-edged sword, full of Unknown, it depends on how Harris uses it.