Chapter 1131: Light as a Swallow

The wind is strong and fierce.

The blue figure completely merged with the whistling wind and crossed the entire field like lightning, exploding and cracking, and the instantaneous brilliance filled the entire field.

Even the golden sunlight was dimmed.

Huh! The whole audience gasped, but before they could even exclaim, they had already held their breath, staring at the long afterimage in amazement.

It seemed that the figure was at the left end of the court one second ago, and appeared at the right end of the court the next second ago.

The 100-meter sprint was as fast as lightning, as if I saw Bolt.

Gao Wen, how did you do it? Prediction.

Simply put, it relies on prediction and intuition.

Accurately judge the situation on the court, make estimates based on your own return and the opponent's habits, and make judgments and choices in a split second.

Then, execute.

There cannot be any hesitation or delay. Even if it is only a fleeting moment, that slight deviation may cause you to miss the best hitting point.

run.

Sprint.

Speed ​​and power, fully unleashed.

Getting closer.

Closer.

But Gawain still showed no signs of slowing down, and he sprinted at full speed. Then he could clearly see the tennis ball gradually enlarging in his pupils.

Pushing off the ground, leaning forward, following the inertia of the sprint, the body is fully extended, almost throwing the whole person out, deeply feeling the reaction force of the foot pushing off the ground transmitted upwards, the waist and abdomen are connected, from bottom to top, running through as one, the arms are quickly swung and rushed out in a small space -

At this point, there is not enough time to make a complete swing, and it is easy to miss the hitting point, so it is just a quick swing of the arm.

whoosh.

With his peripheral vision catching sight of Zverev's position, he took two steps forward again, came to the front of the net, blocked different angles, and covered the entire net.

Gao Wen immediately realized the crisis, and quickly hooked his wrist along the trend of his arm swinging, and continued to swing the racket with his wrist as the center of the circle.

This time, it is not for changing the line, but for increasing the speed of the ball. When it is impossible to actively exert force, this method is the only way to increase the speed of the ball.

Then--

Bang! Hit!

Gao Wen's entire body was stretched to the extreme, and his speed and strength were all exploded to the extreme. He incredibly touched the ball outside the doubles line.

The collision between the tennis ball and the racket released incredible force, but Gao Wen had already prepared himself mentally and completed the push with a swing of his arms.

A flick.

One pull.

In a blink of an eye, the tennis ball was pushed back by the powerful reaction force of the racket strings. The flight mode was completely broken and it flew back at double the speed.

The sounds all disappeared. The noise, the heat, the madness, the footsteps and the sounds of the ball hitting the ball all seemed to have disappeared.

Even tennis has disappeared.

The sight could not find any trace of the tennis ball for the time being, and only a hint of mustard yellow light and shadow could be seen, so that people could not help but begin to suspect that they were dazzled. However, that light and shadow was like a paintbrush, using the blue court as a canvas to outline a rich and colorful splash of ink, magnificent and vast.

It was majestic and vigorous, running diagonally across the entire venue.

It seems like the Milky Way is falling from the sky, with a waterfall dropping three thousand feet.

So magnificent, yet so majestic.

Unconsciously, he had forgotten to breathe, and his mind was blank. No one knew how Gawain had caught up with the ball or how he had completed the shot.

In front of the net, Zverev was horrified and rushed out reflexively, with a jump and a dive, his right hand fully stretched out.

Diagonal, forehand, interception.

Zverev was already in the air, his first reaction was very fast, but -

The pace still hasn't kept up.

The player was in a very good position and failed to get stuck in the net. His 198cm height clearly blocked the net like a giant. Unfortunately, the 18-year-old Zverev's net technique was still terribly crude. Standing in front of the net, he was like a wooden stake, and had no substantial effect except for the intimidation of others.

Same character as Scarecrow.

From the forehand diagonal position, Gao Wen's return ball tore a hole and completed the breakthrough!

Then, Zverev watched the tennis ball break through his blockade, flying, crossing, and falling, and the whole world fell into chaos.

Landed.

Explosion.

Win, score——

This point belongs to Gao Wen.

Boom! The whole place exploded!

"ah!"

The audience could no longer control their emotions. They cheered, stood up and applauded. The shock and astonishment in their eyes were burning fiercely.

“Ahhhh!”

Screaming, cheering, roaring, and jumping for joy one by one. This was the match they wanted to see, so exciting that it made their hearts burst.

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The atmosphere was surging and boiling, and it seemed that even the air was burning. From being bored to igniting the whole stadium, only one ball was enough.

Break!

From trailing at "0:40" to winning five points in a row, Gao Wen only needed one break point to break Zverev's serve first.

incredible!

Unbelievable! The audience exchanged glances, expressing sighs, surprise, joy and madness. The collision of enthusiasm and passion spread sparks throughout the venue.

So, what about Gawain?

Trample! Trample!

Sprinting, sprinting, still sprinting, unable to control his pace, Gawain rushed all the way to the VIP seats next to the stadium -

Can't stop the car.

The root cause is still the size of the stadium.

If it is the center court of a Grand Slam tournament, the court space outside the hitting area will be larger. The same is true for the new court in Indian Wells last week, which also means more space for players to move and buffer; but Miami is still an old court and it cannot keep up in this regard.

Therefore, after Gao Wen finished hitting the ball, the audience seats were already within reach.

The brakes were not applied in time, and a collision occurred.

But Gawain was very focused. In order to avoid injury, he jumped lightly at the last moment, put his feet on the railing in front of the audience seats, and jumped lightly into the air.

As light as a swallow.

All the force and inertia were buffered and finally fell among the audience.

Fortunately, the VIP seats were spaced a little wider, and the VIPs raised their hands to protect Gawain, allowing him to land smoothly.

The crowd, a commotion.

Gao Wen himself couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. He didn't even bother to observe his return and quickly looked at the audience around him.

There was a little confusion, but everyone quickly calmed down and waved their hands to show that they were fine. One could even hear a little laughter.

Gao Wen did not leave either, he simply sat down in the VIP seat, just like a spectator of today's game, and looked around.

"How's it going, guys, is the game going well so far? Is everyone okay?"

When the distinguished guests around heard Gao Wen's question, they burst into laughter and the atmosphere was very lively.

"Hey, Gawain, that was a great shot!"

Someone behind him said loudly, and Gawain turned sideways, raised his right hand, and smiled widely.

Then, the other party immediately understood what he meant and gave Gao Wen a high-five to celebrate.

"Gawain!"

"Hey, Gawain!"

There was a beginning, and then there was a second and a third, it was so lively.

(End of this chapter)