Kick on the ground! Jump! Pull onions on dry land!
Swing the racket! High pressure! Thunder!
Djokovic showed courage and courage——
Even if the direction of his high-pressure ball is guessed, he also knows that temporarily changing the hitting line will easily cause mistakes. Rather than changing his mind at the last moment, it is better to go all out.
As a result, Djokovic obviously increased his force and completed the smash hard, hard, and with all his strength, and there was a thunderous roar in his ears.
boom.
It was clean and crisp, and the crisp sound of the entire hitting could tell that Djokovic had fully applied his strength, and the tennis ball turned into a long streamline, as if the tail was still above Djokovic, but the front end was already there
He charged towards Gawain fiercely.
Sound waves, rolling.
Step, step, step, Gawain adjusted his position instinctively with small steps. He watched the stormy waves rushing toward him without dodging. Not only did he not dodge, but his feet found their position and set up camp like tree roots.
On the ground, the two-handed backhand completed the lead shot early——
It is not a complete lead-in shot with active force, but a forward-strengthening force by turning around from the side, and the muscles of the body are completely tense to the extreme.
One kick. One bump.
Before the tennis ball was in place, Gawain had already taken the lead, and then——
Mars hits the Earth!
Gawain could feel the mighty and vigorous power swallowing him up, but the strength of his heels, calves, and thighs were completely rooted in the ground. He turned and pushed, and his backhand with both hands was completed in a slightly trembling burst of muscle power.
Hit the ball.
A push block.
The upper body is pushed forward by the force of the rotation, and then the forearms are swung quickly, completely straight from the arms to the wrists. Even in the collision of the earth and the earth, the power is transmitted straight forward, and an unparalleled wave bursts out from deep in the Dantian.
the power of.
ah!
Push your body forward! Push forward with your arms!
ah!
The arm speeds up, and the speed of the entire racket head increases to the extreme. After completing the ball, the racket still does not stop swinging. A super looping hitting action makes the racket stay above the head, and the body cannot stop due to the flowing force movement.
Forward thrust.
ah!
Ahhhh!
With a roar deep in his soul, the tennis ball disappeared.
There was only an afterimage left in the air, unable to capture the position of the tennis ball. There was only a blurry shadow flying straight along the sideline.
He.
In an instant, the entire audience held their breath, and time seemed to have frozen——
Before Djokovic could recover from his high-pressure ball action, gravity pulled his body down; the five-star red flag above the stadium stands was fluttering in the wind.
The audience sitting in the first row of the spectator stands opened their mouths widely, not caring about the danger of mosquitoes flying in; Qiao Wangsheng's heart had stopped beating in front of the TV, and he was staring at the screen intently, even his hands were twisted and entwined, completely forgetting.
.
In the players' box, Jiang Yanyun no longer dared to watch. He covered his eyes with his palms, but he couldn't help it. He could only quietly search for the position of the tennis ball through his fingers. There was silence in the media center, and the chatter of the commentators had all disappeared.
It was as if even breathing had been forgotten.
Whoosh.
Whoosh.
Only the breeze is blowing.
Then, the tennis ball reappeared, landing straight and unerringly on a ball just inside the right sideline of Djokovic's court, one step away from the baseline.
The linesman quickly brought his hands downwards and made a gesture of inbounds with firm eyes.
In!
boom!
In an instant, the time magic was lifted, the whole world returned to normal, an incredible surge of passion was collectively released, and Arthur Ashe Stadium fell into madness and became a blazing sea of fire.
"……Won?"
Zhan Jun looked at the small screen, couldn't believe his eyes, whispered something, and then tears filled his eyes unexpectedly——
Victory is achieved!
In the first Grand Slam tournament of Gao Wen's career, he faced the world's number one Djokovic in the semi-finals, defeated one of the Big Four with an unparalleled performance, and legitimately broke the history created by McEnroe that year.
Heading high into the finals of the 2014 US Open.
Won.
"Ouch!"
On the court, Gawain stood high and raised his right fist tightly, his eyes filled with unparalleled brilliance, and then he beat his chest heavily and let out a wolf howl——
Even if there was no world ranking two months ago, even if this is the first regular ATP event of his career, even if he faces the number one player in the world, even if he faces the player who is likely to become the best in history, even if he stands in a big league for the first time
On the stage of the Grand Slam semi-finals, even if everyone in the world is not optimistic about him...
so what?
This is his battle! A long-awaited battle! A battle that challenges the limits and breaks through oneself! A dream battle! He has never wavered or doubted, so he will fight resolutely until the last moment, even if
Burn the last bit of energy deep in your soul and fight to the end!
Even if he faces the whole world alone, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Not for victory, but for being able to turn around and leave with your head held high after the game, no matter you win or lose!
He refused to leave any regrets.
So, he won!
Turning around, Gawain penetrated the dazzling light of the audience, looked at his father and mother in the players' box, and beat his chest again and again——
Today, he has no reservations!
"Ouch!"
Watching this scene, Gu Xiao could no longer control his tears and howled like a child, but the smile at the corner of his mouth bloomed wantonly, and then followed Gawain and howled like a wolf.
In front of the TV, Qiao Wangsheng knelt on the ground as soon as his knees went weak. Looking at the small screen, he howled like a wolf like a madman. His body trembled uncontrollably. The joy, happiness, exhilaration, and wantonness instantly opened up his whole body.
The pores seem to be roaming and dancing freely under the vastness of the blue sea and sky.
Then--
"Ouch!"
The howl of wolves also came from Arthur Ashe Stadium, not just where the five-star red flag was, but in all directions and every corner.
Gawain, this nineteen-year-old youngster, conquered the audience with an unparalleled game. The passionate and bloody battle easily ignited the blood of the audience.
No one can be an exception.
Some people are still sad about Djokovic's elimination. The emotions of regret and regret make people escape into darkness, but no one can deny Gao Wen's wonderful performance. This is precisely the most touching and beautiful part of competitive sports, so -
—
Sincerely applaud the winner and sincerely praise the loser. In this wonderful game that will go down in history, there may be only one winner but no loser.
"Ouch!"
Then, the shouts and applause just joined together mightily. After the game, the audience finally gave their support and cheers that should have belonged to Gawain, and the echoes and sounds resounded in Arthur Ashe Stadium.