A pause. A pause. Control your body.
Push off, push forward. Go all out.
After an emergency stop and turn, there was another emergency stop and turn, from the second start to the third start, the use and control of the body was pushed to a new extreme in a split second.
This was also the first time that Gao Wen used his body without reservation in a game after straining his abdominal muscles. The continuous intense exercise pushed the explosive power of his muscles to the extreme without reservation.
The next second, Gawain appeared in the center of the court, his eyes fixed on Fish's movements. From his jumping posture and racket swing, he could tell that Fish should aim at his backhand to complete the high pressure. Without stopping, he ran to the left and sprinted at full speed.
Trample! Trample, tramp, tramp! The collision of forces exploded in every cell, and flames sprang up, and in the blink of an eye they were already burning fiercely.
Whoosh, whoosh, the surging sound spread out mightily.
Push! His left leg braked suddenly, and his muscles instantly tensed to the extreme to control his body.
However.
The inertia of the forward rush still pulls the body into the wind like a turbulent current, and for a moment there is a vague illusion that the soul is about to rush out of the body.
The howling wind mixed with the golden sunlight formed a storm, which smashed down on Gawain's head and swallowed him up in a blink of an eye, and the world fell into chaos.
However, Gawain never lost his focus or was distracted, and he kept his eyes fixed on catching that mustard yellow light and shadow amidst all the splendor and brilliance.
The next second, with a turn, all the inertial force of the sprint was integrated into the swing of the racket, and it rushed forward with force, colliding head-on.
Bang...Boom!
Frontal, hit——
Home run.
Gao Wen's two-handed backhand is solid and strong. As he swings the racket, you can even see his entire body throwing it out along with it.
Tennis, where is it?
There was almost no trace of the tennis ball in the brilliant halo. Only the crisp and solid sound of the ball hitting the ground exploded, stirring up a billowing air wave in the air, reminding people of the Arthur Ashe Stadium. Fish's high pressure shot was actually knocked back by Gawain head-on, and the two sides fought head-on to win the game.
"Power vs. Power".
Then!
There was still no trace of the tennis ball in my sight, but I could see the direction Fish was moving after he landed.
With a light step, he touched the ground, and then his body jumped into the air, making a diving header and flew towards his backhand position.
In front, Gao Wen hit a home run.
Then Fish slid to save the ball.
Fish was already flying into the air. He could no longer support his backhand with both hands, so he used one hand to backhand on his left side. He grabbed the tail of the tennis ball before it could escape his hand's coverage. He blocked and hit the ball, but before he could control it, the tennis ball was pulled back by the reaction force.
Raise high and drop gently.
Unbelievably, a small ball effect was unexpectedly formed.
At this time, on the other side of the court, Gawain actually controlled his body again, kicked his feet, started instantly, and turned into a gust of wind and sprinted along the vertical axis.
Tap, tap, tap.
Gawain was still moving forward; at the same time, Fish rolled over like a lazy donkey, stood up after a roll, and stood firmly on his feet in the dizziness. He staggered and tried to regain his center of gravity and balance, and continued to defend for the next shot, but his sense of direction was obviously wrong.
Here, Fish was swaying from side to side.
On the other side, Gawain sprinted at full speed.
A meeting, a pause, and then a misalignment.
Gao Wen moved very quickly, and just when he was about to touch the ball, he paused in his shooting motion and made a fake shot.
Fish noticed that Gao Wen was looking to his left, and subconsciously moved to the backhand position.
Then Gawain gently wiped his wrist and glanced in the opposite direction of his sight, as if he was strolling in the garden.
The tennis ball was moving in the wrong direction from Fish's.
Time slowed down, slowed down, and slowed down again. It seemed that I could see the mustard yellow light and shadow gradually reveal its true form under the sunlight, and the trajectory and shape of the tennis ball could be seen again in my sight.
Lightly, flexibly, gracefully, it falls into a gap.
Landed.
Rebound.
Land again.
Two jumps to end the point.
The referee put his hands together and made an in-bounds gesture, leaving no suspense.
The game ended here.
Gao Wen successfully cashed in the first match point. The two players showed their best and most outstanding state, and drew a perfect end to the game with the most exciting round of the whole game.
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Despite some minor disturbances and suspense, defending champion Gao Wen still won in four sets.
At the same time, Fish's professional career came to an end today.
It's over. It's all over.
On the other side of the net, Gao Wen did not cheer or celebrate. After confirming the last point, he walked directly around the net and headed towards Fish.
Opening his arms, Gawain gave Fish a big hug.
Although Gawain wanted to say something, he soon realized that any words would be superfluous. After all, he and Fish were far from being friends, and even their "acquaintance" was very forced, so those polite greetings were meaningless. He only needed to pay respect as a colleague.
A hug is enough.
Fish also felt a little emotional and also gave Gao Wen a hug and smiled to express his gratitude.
The whole audience burst into applause.
Unlike usual, Gao Wen did not return to the court to thank the fans. He just stood in front of the players' lounge, simply tapped his racket to express his gratitude, then sat down and began to pack his equipment.
Likewise, Fish did not enter the court to greet the applause—
After all, he lost the game.
However, the applause and cheers in Arthur Ashe Stadium continued to rise. Just from his performance in the last two innings and the last point, Fish won their respect.
Fish did not give up or surrender. He showed his fighting spirit and ended the game in a warrior's way, leaving behind only his back.
Perhaps, in the world of competitive sports, everyone will retire one day; but as long as the arena remains, the fighting spirit will be passed on forever.
Arthur Ashe Stadium gave Fish its own farewell blessing.
Today, Courier came on stage a little faster and quickly greeted Gawain, because they will then interview Fish and hold a brief retirement ceremony. As Fish's last opponent in his career, Gawain will also give a speech to send his blessings.
No matter what, Gao Wen is the winner of the game and has successfully advanced to the next round. The spotlight after the game should belong to him, so the interview still needs to start with him.
But Gawain had different ideas -
Amidst thunderous applause from the audience, Gawain, who had already packed up, returned to the court, took the microphone from Courier, and smiled. It was rare to see that Gawain looked a little sad, but there was still a firm light in his eyes.
"Hey, Jim."
"At this moment, I don't want to talk about the game or me, I want to talk about Maddy. This is his moment."