Tennis has evolved into badminton. The ball is already hit directly before the tennis ball hits the ground, and the rhythm of hand-to-hand combat is further pushed to the extreme.
Bang. This is the sound of Gawain hitting the ball.
Bang. This is the sound of Federer hitting the ball.
One after another, there was no gap at all, no breathing time and no room for adjustment. Gao Wen had just finished hitting the ball and the tennis ball had already returned.
Literally.
The tennis ball came towards me with all its teeth and claws, and the mighty billowing air hit my chest like a high-speed rotating bullet.
what to do?
Gawain is not the savior in "The Matrix". He has no way to lean back and dodge the bullet, seeing that the bullet is about to pierce his chest.
Squat.
Lean back.
In the blink of an eye, Gawain made these two actions. Strictly speaking, the two actions were coherent and completed in one go.
While squatting, the upper body leans back. This difficult movement deeply demonstrates Gawain's core strength and muscle flexibility. It is an incredible movement.
Then, raise the racket and raise it over your head, making sure that the racket appears just above your chest, and keep it on the flight path of the tennis ball.
coming!
There is no time to adjust carefully, everything is bumping, everything is colliding, everything is chaotic, and in the blink of an eye, the tennis ball comes.
boom!
The moment the racket felt the power of the tennis ball, the core strength was completely strengthened, the arms straightened, and they collided head-on like a spark hitting the earth.
Buzz…
The arms were slightly numb and trembling slightly.
Although the body squats down to maintain the center of gravity, the whole person creates the effect of a wall and completes the hit. But when holding the shot with one hand, you can still deeply feel the power coming towards your face. You straighten your waist and hit the ball in your face.
The tennis ball was pushed back again, and the reaction force was swallowed up instantly.
boom!
It's like detonating a bomb.
The next second, the majestic force swallowed up Gawain, and his body's center of gravity continued to lean back, and he could no longer maintain his balance in a half-crouched state.
He fell to the ground as soon as he could.
Tennis ball, rebound.
It's fast and rapid, like turbulence, like a shooting star.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, he crossed the net and passed Federer who was quickly returning to his position after the second start, and then——
time travel.
breakthrough.
Fall.
Time stands still at this moment.
Federer's eyes were still staring at Gawain, and the tennis ball was pulling him flying out of the corner of his vision. His body rose into the air, but he didn't have time to stretch out his racket.
Gawain held his breath, leaned back, lost his balance, and floated in the air, but his eyes were bright and he firmly locked on the tennis ball, and the veins on his right forearm popped out.
The entire field of vision was like a sky full of stars and endless sunshine, all condensed on that high-speed rotating tennis ball, outlining a touch of splendor and brilliance at the end of the world.
Fall.
It just fell slowly.
Falling on the court, stopping, bursting, blooming proudly, blooming brightly.
Time has returned to normal, but no sound can be caught. Even the sound of the wind has disappeared. There is only the trivial flow of the hourglass of time. The sound of hitting the ball becomes clearer and louder, like thunder in the eardrums.
It exploded above.
Snapped.
The tennis ball bounced off the ground and jumped out, but quickly landed again.
puff.
Puff puff……
Two jumps, three jumps, and finally it evolved into a roll, rolling out on the ground.
The linesman on this side put his hands together, looked resolutely, and made a resolute gesture of inbounds.
This point——
Belongs to Gawain!
The game transitioned from a confrontation at the bottom line to "at the net vs. at the bottom line" and then evolved into a close fight at the net. The advantages and disadvantages were bumpy, and the ups and downs took away everyone's breath.
It wasn't until that thrilling mustard-yellow light pulled the golden sunlight all over the sky and disappeared into the shadows that the magic was finally lifted.
The heart exploded along with the tennis ball.
Wow!
The whole place was turbulent.
The mind is roaring.
Score!
Gawain fell to the ground and looked at the tennis ball flying back to Federer's side of the court in disbelief. He himself didn't know how the shot was completed.
Everything is instinctive.
but--
Score!
"yeah!"
Gawain put the racket into his left hand, clenched his right fist, his eyes were clear, his heart was surging, he stood up as soon as his waist and abdomen were strengthened, and a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.
The eyes are full of brilliance, joy and happiness are bursting like this.
Game and counterattack, calculation and layout, accident and on-the-spot, hand-to-hand combat, both sides have pushed each other to the extreme, and in the end, he succeeded in winning this point.
persist in!
Just hang in there!
Then, keep going!
Continue fighting!
Keep fighting!
Keep burning!
Gawain stared at Federer with burning eyes, turned around with brisk little steps, clenched his fists continuously, and secretly encouraged himself.
"you can!"
"you can do it!"
"you can!"
Amid the cheers and applause of the audience, Gawain quickly returned to the baseline. His brain had calmed down and was running quickly. So, how should he score the next point?
call……
Adjust your breathing. The strong confrontation just now caused the entire lungs to burn and enter an anaerobic state. Now there is an urgent need for a large amount of oxygen support, otherwise the brain will not be able to function due to lack of oxygen. But soon, Gao Wen has sorted out
After finishing his thoughts, he raised his head and gestured towards the caddy with his chin:
tennis.
He is ready and can now move on to the next point.
However--
Caddy:???
The caddy had question marks all over his head, his eyes moved back and forth between Gawain and the referee, and he stood there at a loss, as if he was facing a dilemma.
Gawain:?
Gawain also had a question mark, what's going on? He nodded towards the caddy again, "Ball, please, thank you."
The caddy hesitated for a moment, then threw the tennis ball over.
"Gawain..."
"Gawain!"
In the stands, someone shouted Gawain's name to cheer him on, but the game was still going on, and Gawain was not prepared to pay attention.
But--
A little strange.
What's so strange about it? Gawain can't tell a reason. Maybe it's the air? Atmosphere?
"Gawain!"
Behind him, a call came from the radio. Gao Wen subconsciously raised his head, and then he could see people in the audience standing up one after another, all pointing at the referee.
What happened to the referee?
Gao Wen took the tennis ball, turned around, and then you could see the referee showing a helpless smile and repeating it again into the microphone.
"Game, high."
The referee gently nodded his head and gave a hint with his eyes: the game is over.
Gao Wen:……
What?
The game is over?
when?
I was completely immersed in the game, keeping my attention 100% focused. The one-point duel just now was so long, intense and exciting that my brain was in a heat wave and I completely forgot about the score. I completely forgot about myself and just focused on thinking.
Strategies for the next point.
Gawain's eyes were filled with astonishment, and he raised his head and looked at the score board:
"4:6", "6:4", "6:3".
competition is over.
Victory is achieved!
In this powerful showdown, Gawain had the last laugh.
The three sets were all decided by one break of serve. They were very close and very intense, but in the end, they still won.
Won!
A kind of pure and strong happiness exploded in my chest. I stood there, looking at the sky with my forehead in embarrassment, and I couldn't help laughing.
