1337 Stand and salute

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Kick the ground!

work hard!

run!

The lungs are burning, the eardrums are roaring, the blood is boiling, everything is converted into energy, Gawain's figure turns into a stream of light on the bright red soil, and you can even see the sweat flying and blooming along with the strong wind. Thousands of eyes were all focused on him.

In the audience stand, Sinner held his breath and stared, his heart had stopped beating. He just stared with his eyes wide open, for fear of missing any details. He forgot to breathe and his heartbeat. The whole world was briefly concentrated in this moment. Even time stopped.

tread!

Gawain could deeply feel the full explosion of the calf muscles, and the release of power had reached the extreme, but it was still just a little short of——

Just a little bit.

First, there were three round trips with continuous sudden stops and turns, which consumed a lot of energy.

Secondly, the pace is not good. To be precise, it should be a little lacking. Every time it is a little lacking, it accumulates into a deviation after going back and forth several times.

Sure enough, Gao Wen still needs to continue learning and improving when it comes to moving clay, but now it’s too late:

what to do?

If the steps were not in place, it meant that all the processing methods in Gawain's mind were useless. Finally, an idea came to him and an idea came to him.

Advance, control, back, swing——

Gawain simply gave up his plan to turn around and hit the ball. Not only did he not slow down, but he also increased his speed. He completed the overtake in one big step, crossed the position of the tennis ball, then turned his back to the court, held the racket in his forehand and hung it by his side, waiting for the tennis ball to fall. When the tennis ball reaches near the calf, the racket is raised back.

Tennis evolved into golf.

Gawain used a golf swing to hit the ball behind his back and hit the tennis ball back.

At this time, there is no angle or line. The only thing that can be considered is rotation. Try to pull up the top spin as much as possible, but I don't know what the effect will be.

Pointing his toes, his body followed the swing and rotated 180 degrees clockwise. Then he pushed forward and rushed forward again.

"oh!"

"Hah!"

Exclaimed and stunned, the fans at Susan Lenglen Stadium have been completely immersed in the game, losing their minds, and their minds are completely pulled by the tennis. The ups and downs of the sound are surging back and forth with the rounds. Uncontrollable sounds continued to surge over the stadium.

"ah!"

In a blink of an eye, it turned into a scream, but he immediately covered his mouth, cutting off all the sounds, and stared intently at Tiafoe, who was jumping high.

Tiafoe also had some difficulties. He did not expect that Gawain could catch up, let alone that Gawain could complete the shot in such a way.

Gao Wen's back shot had a high arc. The most important thing was to buy time for himself to return. As a result, the tennis ball was in a position that was about to reach the top but was still a little short of it, so that Tiafoe was also pushed into a position that was not good. Awkward position——

If you rush forward to hit the net, you will not be able to press hard; if you retreat to hit the ball, you will lose your advantage.

Tiafoe took two small steps back to adjust, jumped on the spot, leaned back with high pressure, and swung the racket forcefully, above his head, and barely reached the tennis ball.

However, at this time, the body has stretched to the extreme, and the whole person is in the air, unable to exert force at all, and the ball can only barely cover it.

"Hah!"

Amid the buzzing exclamations of the audience, the tennis ball reluctantly flew back to Gao Wen's court. But at this time, it had no speed, no arc, no rotation and no power. It landed near the bottom line of the service area. Forming a midfield ball, waiting helplessly for an unknown fate.

Then Gawain showed up——

Hold your breath.

Kick on the ground and step forward.

Forehand, stand up, follow the inertia of forward motion, swing quickly, rely on the power of the wrist to flick and push, and hit the ball with the skateboard.

The tennis ball jumped out without stopping.

Backslash.

He jumped directly from Tiafoe's backhand gap.

Tiafoe, who had just landed, had no time to adjust. He jumped on his toes and flew towards the left in a diving dive.

Unfortunately, it was too slow, still too slow. Tennis broke through Tiafoe's blocked position first and fell quickly towards the backcourt.

The whole audience held their breath and stared at the tennis ball.

Landed.

within bounds.

Score.

boom!

Above the eardrums, there was a roar.

Sinner stood up without thinking, raised his arms and shouted, a hot roar erupted from the depths of his soul:

"Ahhh!"

Like a lion waking up.

"Ahhh!"

The whole place was filled with great force.

Crazy, crazy, completely crazy.

Tiafoe, he played skillfully and lightly; Gawain, he defended brilliantly and delicately——

From the baseline to the net and back to the baseline and back to the net.

The back and forth of offense and defense transitions and trap layouts lasted three rounds. The two players continued to use fantastic ideas to break the rules. Finally, Gao Wen created an opportunity with a flash of inspiration and hit the ball from behind, and then quickly Transition, from a passive defensive posture to an offensive one.

Redeem the score.

incredible!

Unbelievable!

Not only the audience, but also the commentators in the commentary box all went crazy. One or two of them had numb scalps and couldn't believe their eyes——

"How did all this happen?"

"God, how did this happen?"

Sinner could deeply feel the power of his heart hitting his chest, hot, surging, hot, and surging, as if he could truly touch the pulse of life.

This is the charm of competitive sports!

More importantly, this is the charm of Gawain! Not only tough, but also tough, never afraid of challenges, never afraid of storms, always hold your head high!

"Ahhh!"

Sina shouted like this, like a little lion, roaring out his inner passion with tears in his eyes.

And it's not just them?

Even Tiafoe is no exception.

Tiafoe watched Gawain complete the final blow and still couldn't save the situation after diving to the top. He rolled on the ground twice and then stood up again.

Tiafoe didn't care that he was covered in red soil. He put his hands in front of his mouth and made a gesture of covering his mouth. He opened his mouth and eyes wide, stepped back in disbelief, and took small steps like a penguin. Then he was still shouting——

"Shut up!"

"God, shut up!"

"How on earth did you do that?"

It was obviously a foul language, but it was full of enthusiasm and friendliness, and a smile fully bloomed on the brows and corners of the mouth.

Then, Tiafoe rushed forward, stretched out his right hand, and shouted loudly.

"Man! Awesome! You are really, really awesome!"

"admire!"

Tiafoe made a salute, then stood in front of the net and gave Gao Wen a high-five to celebrate, as if he was the one who scored.

"Haha, man, I hate you, I hate you so much, this was supposed to be my moment."

Those vivid words made Gawain couldn't help but laugh loudly, "Sorry, Dafu, I took away your lightning."

Tiafoe bumped Gawain's shoulder hard, "Haha, don't be too happy too early, the game is not over yet, I will win it back."

With that said, Tiafoe released his right hand, stared at Gawain, and stepped back continuously. His smile and eyes were full of confidence.

So, is this a challenge?

Gawain gave Tiafoe a thumbs up, then he took it.