The game has entered a new level. Both players have shown 100% of their current status, and even continue to push their own limits.
Gawain, stay focused and sprint with all your strength.
He rushed from the top of the right side of the baseline to the top of the left, and his footsteps were about to approach. He knew that he could complete the shot, but the question was how to hit the ball?
I glanced out of the corner of my eye, and sure enough—
Federer, online.
At the critical moment, the King of Grass still believed in his ability in front of the net. He tore out an extreme diagonal line in the predicament of being completely suppressed on the backhand position. Without hesitation, his footsteps had already cut to the bottom line. In three steps and two steps, he had already reached the bottom line.
Quickly approach the net and spread your arms to cover the entire court.
So, this is another game.
Which method will Gawain choose to break the net, and which route will Federer block?
As time goes by, the tense atmosphere has reached a new level, and the central court is obviously lacking in oxygen.
Then, Gawain's steps were already in place, but he didn't have time to adjust. He had to complete the shot while moving at a high altitude. Amid an overwhelming turbulence, he came forward with a two-handed backhand that was comparable to an epee attack.
The body continues to rush forward, relying on the inertia of the sprint, extending along the inertia of the speed, hooking and hitting backhands with both hands——
Backhand straight line.
Gawain's famous stunt was repeated in the center court, and the audience inside and outside the TV held their breath.
Heavy and fast.
Sharp and tough.
Gao Wen's backhand broke the net in a straight line, exerting force in an extremely difficult situation, and was accompanied by a tiger's roar!
"Ah! Ahhh!"
The tennis ball drew a mustard yellow light and shadow.
However, Federer paused and hesitated a little, because in the same round before, Gawain used a backhand diagonal to break the net and score. Federer's judgment was inevitably affected, and he started a little slower.
One kick, one rush.
Federer's whole body stretched out like a white crane with its wings spread out. He held the shot with his right hand and fully extended his body to perform a difficult yoga pose.
Extend, stretch, reach the extreme.
Close.
Closer.
With a flick of his fingertips, the racket head position completed the interception.
Stopped!
Just when his body was stretched to the extreme and he lost his center of gravity, Federer showed his unparalleled touch at the net and rubbed it lightly.
Here, Federer lost focus.
At that time, Gawain also lost his focus.
The control of sudden stops and turns, and continuous emergency braking put a severe test on the ankles and knees. The kicking power of the calves was obviously not enough, but in a state of complete selflessness, he actually managed to control his body incredibly, and completed the shift of the center of gravity with just one kick.
Then he rushed out.
Tread, tap, tap.
The pace has just started, and the next second it adjusts slightly again——
Gao Wen thought that Federer would choose to cut the ball when intercepting in front of the net. He was already preparing to cut into the baseline and tilt his center of gravity forward, but something unexpected happened at this time.
Federer's forehand shot was extremely difficult to control when it was extended to the extreme, so he gave up cutting and releasing the ball and instead pushed the ball long.
The tennis ball, along the diagonal, flies in the direction of the big triangle on the bottom line of Gao Wen's forehand position.
At full sprint, Gao Wen made one change of direction and two changes of direction. He completed two detailed adjustments in succession to maintain speed amidst the bumps and turbulence.
The hunting wind whizzes past——
run.
At this moment, Gawain seemed to have returned to those years of learning basic skills. Everything was about footsteps and only about footsteps. The boring basic skills training. He couldn't even pick up the racket or touch the tennis ball. He was obviously learning tennis but
Keep moving around the venue.
However, it wasn't until I grew up that I realized that those days of focusing on basic skills training were simple, monotonous, and pure at the same time.
It seems that just focusing on the thing in front of you is enough. That kind of happiness and joy is irreplaceable.
Tread, tap, tap.
Gawain once again returned from the top of the left side of the baseline to the top of the right. His lungs were burning, his muscles were bursting, and his knees were shaking, but he was very happy.
Stepping on the Hot Wheels, the speed has been increased to the extreme——
near.
Get closer.
The steps, step after step, push the body directly; but it is still not enough. Although he can complete the touch of the ball, Gao Wen's requirements for himself are more than that.
The upper body, holding the racket tightly, continued to extend, stretched to the extreme, and unexpectedly grabbed half of the palm again, and then quickly swung the forearm.
He even tied his forearm with his wrist and gave it a heavy swing.
Whipped!
The steps have reached beyond the singles line, the upper body is parallel to the ground, the forehand is struck at the extreme position, and the wrist is wrapped to draw a diagonal line.
Whoosh!
The tennis ball, light and agile, like a hummingbird, has no power but is light and agile, reaching the extreme speed, crossing the court again, rushing diagonally towards Federer's forehand.
Tit for tat.
Don't give in an inch.
The strong back-and-forth confrontation was still hidden in every touch of the ball, and then Gawain once again disrupted Federer's center of gravity.
In front of the net, Federer had already shifted his center of gravity to defend the straight line, but unexpectedly, Gawain pulled out an extreme diagonal line, further widening the angle.
In a hurry, Federer hurriedly adjusted his steps, started a second time, pulled himself back again, and also extended his forehand to the extreme.
There was no time to breathe, no room to celebrate, both players were dancing on the tightrope.
Federer also stretched to the extreme. For the second time in a row, he touched the tennis ball at the extreme top of the forehand position, rubbing it bit by bit.
Just so light and simple.
It seemed that the racket and the tennis ball had just touched each other, and before they even had time to hook their wrists, the tennis ball had already flown back with a long fuzzy tail.
Federer, very embarrassed, held the racket tightly with his forehand to support the ground, barely holding up his body, and regained his center of gravity. The position in front of the net had been completely lost. He was looking for Gawain in the chaos, and then his heart contracted——
Surprised!
Because Gao Wen suddenly stopped and turned for the third time, he again crossed the court along the small diagonal line, from the forehand position to the backhand position again, to meet Federer's straight return of the forehand ball.
Federer immediately realized that the quality of his return was not good enough. It was not short enough and not long enough. It fell in the half-court position and was neither forward nor backward. This meant that Gao Wen had many different routes to hit.
Perhaps, the only thing worth celebrating is that the force is reduced.
Federer's shot removes all the power, wraps the tennis ball lightly and pushes it back, with almost no power. After landing, the rebound height is very limited, which also adds great difficulty to Gawain.
Gawain ran wildly, forgetting everything, and crossed the entire field like a rocket. The force of his footsteps could even be seen as green mist surging.
Two jumps?
No, just before the tennis ball was about to jump twice, Gawain had already pushed his body out with a sliding step, and billowing green air waves set off on both sides of his steps.
Onward, onward, onward—
The two-handed backhand has evolved into a one-handed backhand, a thin side cut between the tennis ball and the ground.
Then, he lifted his wrist and raised his forearm.
ah!
Power surges from the depths of Dantian.
A rub.
The tennis ball immediately rose up, high and floating, like a rocket, and disappeared into the golden sunlight that filled the sky.
