Match point

Chapter 1131
The wind blows.

That blue figure completely merged with the hunting wind, crossing the entire field, like lightning, exploded and cracked, and the brilliance filled the entire field in an instant.

Even the golden sun was eclipsed.

heh!
The audience gasped, but before they could exclaim in surprise, they held their breath and stared dumbfounded at the long afterimage.

It seems that one second, that figure was still at the left end of the court; the next second, that figure had already appeared at the right end of the court.

The [-]-meter sprint was fast, as if seeing Bolt.

Gao Wen, how did you do it?
Anticipate.

Simply put, it is to rely on anticipation and intuition.

Accurately judge the court situation, complete the estimation according to your own return and the opponent's habits, and make judgments and choices between flashes and flints.

Then, execute.

There can be no hesitation or hesitation, even if it is only a fleeting moment, that little deviation may cause you to miss the best hitting point.

run.

sprint.

Speed ​​and power, fully unleashed.

Nearly.

closer.

But Gao Wen's speed still showed no signs of slowing down, he sprinted with all his strength, and then he could clearly see the tennis ball gradually enlarged in his pupils.

Pushing on the ground, leaning forward, following the inertia of sprinting, the body is fully extended, almost throwing the whole person out, deeply feeling the reaction force of the soles of the feet being transmitted upwards, the waist and abdomen are coherent, from bottom to top, running through one body , the arm quickly waved and rushed out in a small space——

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

Whoosh.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught Zverev Jr.'s position, and he took two steps forward again, coming to the front of the net, blocking different angles, and covering the entire net.

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

This time, it was not for changing the line, but for driving the speed of the ball. In the case of being unable to actively exert force, this method can only be used to increase the speed of the ball.

Then--

boom!
hit!

Gao Wen's entire body has been stretched to the extreme, and his speed and strength have also exploded to the extreme, and he touched the ball beyond the doubles line inconceivably.

The collision between the tennis ball and the racket unleashed incredible power, but Gao Wen was already mentally prepared to complete the push with a swing of his arm.

Flick.

One draw.

In a blink of an eye, the tennis ball was pushed back by the strong reaction force of the racket line, the flight mode was completely broken, and it flew back with double-speed rotation.

The sound has all disappeared, the noise, the enthusiasm, the madness, and the sound of footsteps and hitting the ball seem to have all disappeared.

Even tennis has disappeared.

The line of sight, temporarily unable to find any trace of the tennis ball, could only catch a mustard yellow light and shadow, so that people could not help but suspect that their eyes were dazzled, but that light and shadow was like a paintbrush, using the blue court as a drawing board to outline a thick and colorful The splashed ink is magnificent and vast.

Vigorously and vigorously, along the diagonal, across the audience.

It is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days, flying down three thousand feet.

So magnificent, so majestic.

Involuntarily, he forgot to breathe, and his mind went blank. No one knew how Gao Wen caught up with him, and how he hit the ball.

In front of the net, Zverev Jr. turned pale with fright, and rushed out reflexively, jumping, swooping, and fully stretching his right hand.

Slashes, forehands, interceptions.

Little Zverev had already taken off into the air, and his first reaction was very fast, but——

The footsteps still did not keep up.

The position was not able to get stuck. It is obvious that the height of 198 cm blocked the front of the net like a giant. However, unfortunately, Zverev’s net technique is still terrible. Standing in front of the net is like a wooden stake. Apart from the deterrence of flaring teeth and claws, it has no substantive effect.

Same character as Scarecrow.

At the oblique position of the forehand, Gao Wen's return ball abruptly tore a hole, completing the breakthrough!

Then, Zverev Jr. watched the tennis ball break through his own blockade, fly, pass, and fall, and the whole world fell into chaos.

Landing.

burst.

To win, to score—

This point belongs to Gao Wen.

boom!
The audience exploded!

"what!"

The audience, unable to control their emotions any longer, raised their arms and shouted, standing up and applauding, the shock and astonishment in their eyes burning violently.

"Ahhh!"

Screaming, cheering, roaring, roaring, one or two jumping happily, this is the duel they want to see, it is so exciting that it will make people split.

Turbulent and boiling, it seems that even the air is burning, from being bored to detonating the audience, only one ball is enough.

Break!

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

incredible!

Unbelievable!
The audience exchanged glances one after another, expressing sighs, astonishment, joy and madness. The collision of enthusiasm and passion spread sparks throughout the audience.

So, what about Gao Wen?

tread!
Tread!

Sprinting, sprinting, still sprinting, unable to control his footsteps, Gao Wen just rushed all the way to the VIP seats next to the court——

Can't stop the car.

The root cause is still the size of the court.

If it is the center court of a Grand Slam, there will be more space on the court outside the hitting area, and the same is true of the brand new court in Indian Wells last week, which also means more room for players to move and cushion; but Miami is still an old stadium, so it can't keep up in this respect.

Therefore, after Gao Wen finished hitting the ball, the audience seats were already close at hand.

The brakes are not timely, and then there is a collision accident.

But Gao Wen was very focused. In order to avoid getting hurt, he jumped up lightly at the last moment, stepped on the railing in front of the audience seats, jumped lightly, and flew away.

Light as a swallow.

All the force and inertia are buffered and finally fall between the audience.

Fortunately, the space between the VIP seats was larger, and the VIPs raised their hands to protect Gao Wen, which made Gao Wen's smooth landing.

The crowd, a riot.

Gao Wen couldn't control himself, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly, and he didn't 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 again and again to show that they were fine, and even a soft laughter could be heard.

Gao Wen didn't leave either, he simply sat down in the VIP seat, looking around like a spectator in today's competition.

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

The surrounding VIPs burst into laughter when they heard Gao Wen's question, and the atmosphere was very lively.

"Hey, Gao Wen, just now you hit the ball beautifully!"

Someone from behind raised his voice, Gao Wen turned sideways, raised his right hand, and showed a big smile.

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

"Gawain!"

"Hey, Gawain!"

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

(End of this chapter)