Chapter 502 Heartbeat Moment
Snap. Snap. Snap.
Second serve, middle.
An accurate standard mid-range.
Cilic had a slight prediction. He guessed that Gao Wen might choose the middle, but it would be more likely to be the middle and backhand; but the reality was the standard middle. Although the prediction was not completely accurate, Cilic's early movement still won himself space to adjust his footwork, and then he stretched out his backhand to push and block the shot.
Slash.
However, Cilic's steps were not completely sideways, so the diagonal line was not torn apart and returned to the middle area of the left half of the court of Gao Wen.
Tap tap tap.
After a series of small step adjustments, Gao Wen raised his hands and hit a backhand diagonal line with both hands. To be precise, it should be a 15-degree incident angle between the straight line and the backhand diagonal line. He aimed at the blind spot of Cilic's forehand baseline. The whole shot was very obviously flat, and he pressed down with all his strength.
Boom! Cilic's first reaction was very quick. He rushed to the ball with a series of small steps. Although his steps were a little off, his forehand was ready. A powerful sweep and violent shot instantly released all his strength.
On the cliff, Cilic had already given it his all, bursting out with incredible energy.
"Power vs. Power".
The tennis ball rushed towards Gawain's forehand baseline triangle. Although the landing point did not pursue the extreme, the power and speed instantly soared to a higher level, once again showing Cilic's powerful forehand ability, like Thor's hammer, swept across with a lightning storm.
Gao Wen sprinted across the court at high speed. He did not brake suddenly to control his body. Instead, he used the power of the sprint to start drawing the racket when he was about to hit the ball. He continued to rush forward and jump in the air. The centrifugal force, sprint inertia, and ground-pushing power were all released through full and smooth turning movements.
The second round of "Strength vs. Strength".
Gao Wen was well aware of the power of Cilic's forehand, so he added strength by running up and fought back with "attack against attack", showing his determination to rush towards the championship for the third consecutive point.
Even so, Gao Wen could still deeply feel the violent vibrations coming from his forearm. The tennis ball bouncing between the strings was like a lively fish that could break free at any time. This further magnified the instability of his forehand, and the slightest relaxation could lead to a complete loss of control.
Grit your teeth!
Speed up! But Gawain was completely unmoved, without hesitation or delay, showing a strong and decisive attitude, and strength burst out from the depths of his soul.
Boom! The collision of power and the superposition of power truly gave rise to a charming violent beauty. The visual sense of the tennis ball about to be blown up was like a firework blooming brilliantly before one's eyes, as if one could see with the naked eye that the round tennis ball was compressed into a flat ellipse and then instantly shot out.
Dragging its long rocket tail, it passed across the field with great vigor.
Slash!
Gao Wen hit the repeated landing point again, and further added strength and speed. The intensity and quality of the whole confrontation climbed to a higher level.
Ah, ahhh…
Cilic groaned, because he had already moved towards the backhand position to defend, and he obviously failed to accurately predict the trajectory of Gawain's shot, so that after his sharp turn and sudden stop, his whole body flew out, breaking free from the constraints of gravity and entering a state of weightlessness.
Forehand, extension.
Cilic's body was completely stretched out, his feet were in the air, his center of gravity was swaying, as if he was thrown into a dryer, swaying up and down, over and over again. Even with his forehand, he couldn't exert force and could only barely complete a touch. His wrist was shaking violently, as if he might drop the racket at any time.
But Cilic still gritted his teeth and held on, straightening his arms and using the powerful reaction force to force the tennis ball back. As for the arc and line, there was no room for thinking. He could see it in the next second -
A rainbow.
The tennis ball drew a rainbow arc, crossing the court quickly and sharply. The arc itself was not high, with the highest point being near the chest. However, due to the superposition of powerful forces, the flight and rotation of the tennis ball became seriously irregular, like a porpoise on the edge of explosion at all times.
Tap tap tap.
Tap tap tap! Gao Wen, he's online.
At the first moment, Gao Wen's footsteps had already reached the baseline, actively facing the incoming ball. His forward step was extremely resolute. Even before the tennis ball landed on the ground, his light and nimble footsteps had already entered the midfield. He led the racket with his forehand early and relied on the inertia of his body to complete the head-on collision.
It's like Mars hitting the Earth.
Swing the racket! Apply force! Press down! Charge forward! Volley! Apply full force! The entire stroke was done in one go, with his eyes fixed on Cilic's completely cleared backhand half, finding the hitting point near his shoulder, and striking directly from top to bottom.
Boom! The tennis ball flew back and landed on the court, exploding into a dazzling flower. In an instant, it seemed as if the whole world was brightened.
“Match point!”
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“Match point!”
In the commentary booth, Sofar was screaming at the top of his lungs, roaring with passion, his flushed cheeks looking like a drunk that could explode at any moment, his pounding heart had gotten stuck in his throat, but the endless roars still burst out, and every cell in his body was trembling.
"Championship point! The first championship point of the last Grand Slam final of 2014 has appeared! Who could have thought? It was Gao Wen, an 18-year-old young player from China ranked only 193rd in the world, who got the match point first. Who could have thought! The wildest and most romantic moment has appeared!"
"In his serve-winning game, Gao Wen truly showed his incredible champion qualities. He attacked and defended without reservation. His bold and resolute attack surged towards his opponent like an endless tide. His rough but delicate shots showed his calm mind and clear thinking. Every shot was made with a strong purpose."
"This young player knows what he is doing and what he should do! It's not that Cilic didn't launch a counterattack in this game, but that Gawain didn't give Cilic any chance at all. Such a calm and generous performance in the serve-winning game really showed us the style of a champion."
"Match point, two match points in a row, one point left for the whole world to witness the birth of a new history."
Ah! Gawain clenched his fists and stood there, roaring loudly, like a Super Saiyan, roaring heartily -
Not to shock Cilic, but to motivate myself.
The pressure piled up on his shoulders like a tidal wave. The impact from Cilic, the cheers from the audience, and the inner desire for the championship all poured down layer by layer, so that his muscles tensed up uncontrollably. Everything was new, strange, and turbulent.
He needs to be released.
Ahhh! He can do it, he can stay focused, he can stay strong, he can stay determined! Plop. Plop. Plop.
Do you feel it? The heart beating in your chest is the heart of a champion that never stops fighting!
(End of this chapter)