Chapter 331: Historical Moment
At a critical moment, if you increase your speed, just like racing, adrenaline will keep pouring out, and there will be no time to be nervous.
But at the critical moment, slowing down the speed, the swaying state can gradually amplify the tension and anxiety, and even breathing becomes sensitive.
At this moment, that is the case.
Unintentionally, Gawain's first serve speed did not increase, and Isner also became cautious. The speed of both players' balls slowed down significantly, and the scorching heat wave in Arthur Ashe Stadium became more and more violent, as if you could see magma gurgling under the sun.
After another round of hitting in the middle area, the ball speed never increased.
Small steps.
Small steps.
Although Isner's return was in the middle and did not require a large range of movement, Gao Wen still adjusted his footwork very carefully. This time he used his backhand to hit a small diagonal line, creating a slight angle.
Tap tap.
Isner successfully got to the position with two big steps, stood on his backhand position, planted his feet firmly, and set up a turret with both hands for a backhand shot.
Not good!
The alarm sounded in Gawain's mind at the first moment. Obviously, Isner was already standing on the edge of the cliff. He definitely didn't want to get into a long tug-of-war with Gawain. Otherwise, the chance of him losing the ball first would be very high, so he had to take the initiative and speed up first, even if it was his backhand.
really!
Step forward! Push off the ground! Turn around! Send the shot!
Isner's swing was very solid, relying on the powerful racket head speed to create a light and thin diagonal line, and then the wobbly slow ball suddenly accelerated, like a flash of lightning across the sky.
Whoosh! Isner's return was not only fast and flat, but also flicked outwards at the moment of release, creating an incredible diagonal effect, almost like a serve from the outside corner of the second zone.
Gao Wen started it immediately.
Tap tap tap.
Tap, tap, tap! Isner himself probably didn't expect to create such an effect. The flight trajectory of the entire tennis ball was very cool, and it went straight out of the doubles line.
This also forced Gao Wen to sprint and sprint again. While running at high speed, he completed the backhand lead with both hands early. His upper body was already parallel to the ground. He leaned forward and lunged forward, increasing the speed of the racket at lightning speed.
Swing! Turn! Apply force!
Gao Wen increased the speed of the racket head to the extreme, and with a slight hook and lift of his wrist, he increased the speed of the return ball without exerting full strength. The agile and light return action made the tennis ball cut a thinner and more exaggerated diagonal line and flew straight past.
"Large angle vs. large angle"! Isner's return was just like an outside corner serve, and it flew directly out of the doubles line after landing. And now Gao Wen's return was even thinner and shallower, and it was swept in with clever force. When the tennis ball landed and jumped out, it went directly into the shadow of the referee's chair and the players' lounge.
Huh! The Arthur Ashe Stadium could clearly hear a sound of people gasping for air. They couldn't believe that Gawain could hit such an extreme return, almost using the court space to the extreme.
Tap tap tap.
Tap tap tap.
Isner stayed in his backhand half court, always ready.
At this time, although Gawain's return angle was very tricky, Isner had already arrived in three big strides. Before the return angle was fully released, he grabbed a rising point and hit the tennis ball back with a bounce, creating a small ball effect again.
The difference is that before the third point, Isner was forced to drop the ball due to Gawain's sharp drop over the net; in this point, Isner took the initiative to drop the ball when he had the choice.
Because Gawain needs to run a very large diagonal distance to get to the area where Isner places the ball, which is also the theoretical longest distance on a tennis court.
rub.
Whoosh! Isner was very cautious and focused, trying to control the quality of his return as carefully as possible. He watched the tennis ball reach the other side of Gawain's court, and at the same time, he started moving, making full use of his size advantage to block Gawain's return line.
straight line?
This is obviously impossible because the nets on both sides are higher. Even if Gawain can catch up with the ball, it is difficult to change the flight height and trajectory of the tennis ball.
The slash is the only option.
Therefore, Isner only needs to complete the blocking in the diagonal area.
Of course, if Gao Wen didn't catch up with the ball, the point could have ended early.
So, what about Gawain?
Dengdengdeng.
Dengdengdeng! Gawain ran at full speed along a 45-degree diagonal line. The 193-cm big guy rushed across the court, but his light footsteps seemed to be dancing. From sprinting with big strides to adjusting with small steps, Gawain arrived at the landing point of the tennis ball in the blink of an eye, and even had time to observe Isner's position.
Whoosh.
Buzz.
The wind is roaring.
Gawain judged some return routes. Isner did a good job of unloading the force this time. When waiting for Gawain to arrive, the tennis ball had already started to fall. The acceleration of gravity was pulling it rapidly, and the falling speed was getting faster and faster, which really did not leave Gawain much space to return the ball.
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The slash is the only option.
But Isner was waiting there.
What should I do? Is there no chance?
No! Small steps, small steps, Gao Wen is adjusting with small steps continuously, his entire upper body is fully extended and leaning forward, his body flexibility has been stretched to the extreme, and then, he has completed the forehand lead, but he does not use force, but uses the strength of his wrist to softly hook and lift.
Then you can see the tennis ball draw a diagonal line and fly through the gap between Isner and the net. Originally, Isner stood on the middle line between the two serving areas in order to create visual pressure on Gawain, but this turned out to be the only opportunity for Gawain to break through.
Whoosh! The tennis ball passed dangerously in front of Isner. Isner immediately realized that something was wrong and followed with small steps, trying to find a chance to block it.
But! After passing the net, the tennis ball fell rapidly again, even before Isner's footsteps, and landed on the court at full speed.
Tap tap tap.
Tap tap tap.
Isner's pace has been accelerated to the extreme, and he even leaned forward with his upper body, trying to hook the ball with the racket.
However, Gawain's return line was so clever and so precise that Isner was almost there, just a little bit short, but he could never catch up.
Pop.
The tennis ball fell to the ground.
Right in front of Isner's eyes, the ball staggered and almost fell, and then watched the tennis ball hit the right sideline. After landing, it rebounded due to the strong outward rotation and quickly widened the distance between itself and Isner, disappearing like a meteor.
Isner could never catch up.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment, even the misty sunlight and the boiling heat waves stagnated. The only sound that could be caught in the ears was the trivial sound of the breeze. Those faces, those figures, those expressions and those voices were all trapped in the rut of time and space.
Until a sound was heard from the depths of the universe.
"Competition, high. 7:6, 3:6, 7:6, 7:6."
Winner!
Fourth update.
(End of this chapter)