Match Point

Chapter 1105: unbelievable

Chapter 1106 Unbelievable

quick!

One word, "quick", fast as lightning.

Everything is too fast!

Tennis has evolved into badminton. Before the tennis ball hits the ground, the ball is hit directly, and the rhythm of hand-to-hand combat is further pushed to the extreme.

boom. This is the sound of Gao Wen hitting the ball.

boom. This is the sound of Federer hitting the ball.

One after the other, there is no gap at all, no breathing time, no room for adjustment. Gao Wen has just finished hitting the ball, and the tennis ball has returned.

Literally.

Tennis **** rushed towards the face with teeth and claws, and the mighty billowing air waves hit the chest like a bullet at high speed.

what to do?

Gawain was not the savior in "The Matrix", he had no way to lean back to avoid the bullet, and saw the bullet was about to pierce his chest.

squat down.

Lean back.

In the blink of an eye, Gao Wen made these two movements. Strictly speaking, the two movements are coherent and completed in one go.

While squatting, the upper body is leaned back, the difficult movements deeply demonstrate Gao Wen's core strength and muscle flexibility, and the incredible movements.

Then, raise the racket, over the top of the head, make sure the racket appears in the position of your chest just now, and keep intercepting on the flight path of the tennis ball.

coming!

There was no time to fine-tune, everything was bumping, everything was bumping, everything was chaotic, and in a blink of an eye, the tennis ball came.

boom!

At the moment when the racket felt the power of the tennis ball, the core strength was fully supported, the arms straightened, and it was like a spark hitting the earth in a head-on collision.

hum...

Arms, slightly numb, slightly trembling.

Although the body squats down to maintain the center of gravity, the whole person creates the effect of a wall and hits the ball against the wall; but one-handed racket can still deeply feel the power coming, and the waist sticks out of the way, and the ball hits the face The tennis ball was pushed back again, and the reaction force instantly swallowed it.

boom!

It was like detonating a bomb.

In the next second, the majestic force swallowed Gao Wen, and the center of gravity of his body continued to lean back, and he could no longer maintain his balance in a half-squat state.

He fell to the ground with one ass.

Tennis, bounce.

Fast and urgent, like a turbulent current, like a shooting star.

Whoosh!

In a blink of an eye, over the net, and over Federer, who is making a quick second start, and then—

across.

breakthrough.

fall.

Time stands still at this moment.

Federer's eyes were still looking at Gao Wen, and the tennis ball was pulling him flying out of the corner of his vision, and his body flew into the air, but he didn't have time to stretch out the racket.

Gawain held his breath, leaned back, lost his balance, and floated in mid-air, but his eyes were bright, firmly locked on the tennis ball, and the veins on his right forearm were bulging.

The eyes of the audience, like stars and endless sunshine, are all concentrated on the high-speed rotating tennis ball, outlining the splendor and brilliance at the end of the world.

fall.

It just fell slowly.

It fell on the court, paused, exploded, and bloomed proudly and brilliantly.

Time has returned to normal, but no sound can be captured, even the sound of the wind has disappeared, only the trivial hourglass of time flowing slowly, and the sound of hitting the ball is becoming clearer and louder, like thunder in the eardrum It exploded above.

Snapped.

The tennis ball bounced off the ground and jumped out, but landed again soon.

puff.

Puff puff…

Two hops, three hops, and finally a roll, rolling out on the ground.

The line judge on this side clasped his hands together, his gaze was determined, and he made an in-bounds gesture resolutely.

This point—

Belongs to Gawain!

From the bottom-line confrontation to the game transformation of "before the net VS the bottom line", it evolved into a hand-to-hand battle before the net. The advantages and disadvantages fluctuated and the ups and downs took everyone's breath away.

It wasn't until the thrilling mustard yellow light pulled the golden sunlight that filled the sky and disappeared into the shadows that the magic was finally released.

The heart exploded along with the tennis ball.

Wow!

The whole audience is turbulent.

Mind, roaring.

Score!

Gao Wen sat down on the ground, looking at the tennis ball flying back to Federer's court with eyes full of disbelief. He himself didn't know how the shot was completed.

Everything is instinct.

but-

Score!

"yeah!"

Gao Wen stuffed the racket into his left hand and clenched his right fist. His eyes were clear and his heart was surging. He stood up with strength in his waist and abdomen, and a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

The eyes are full of brilliance, joy and happiness are so vigorous.

Game and countermeasure, calculation and layout, accident and improvisation, you come and go hand to hand, both sides have pushed each other to the extreme, and in the end, he still managed to win this point.

persist in!

Just hang in there!

Then, go ahead!

Continue fighting!

Keep fighting!

keep burning!

Gao Wen stared at Federer with burning eyes, turned around with brisk small steps, clenched his fists continuously, and secretly cheered for himself.

"you can!"

"you can do it!"

"you can!"

Amidst the cheers and applause of the audience, Gao Wen quickly returned to the bottom line. His brain had calmed down and was running fast. So, how should he score the next point?

call…

Adjust your breathing. Just now, the strong confrontation caused the entire lungs to burn and enter an anaerobic state. Now there is an urgent need for a large amount of oxygen support, otherwise the brain will not be able to function at all due to hypoxia, but soon, Gao Wen has sorted out. After clearing his mind, he raised his head and gestured towards the caddy:

tennis.

He's ready for the next point now.

However-

Caddy: ? ? ?

The caddy had question marks all over his head, his eyes moved back and forth between Gao Wen and the referee, and he stood there at a loss, as if he was facing a dilemma.

Gao Wen:?

Gao Wen also raised a question mark, what's going on? He nodded again at the caddy, "Ball, please, thank you."

The caddy hesitated for a moment, but threw the tennis ball over.

"Gao Wen..."

"Gawain!"

In the spectator stands, someone shouted Gao Wen's name to cheer him on, but the game was still going on, and Gao Wen didn't intend to pay attention to it.

But-

It's kind of weird.

What's strange about it, Gao Wen couldn't say why, maybe, the air? atmosphere?

"Gawain!"

Behind him, a voice came from the radio, Gao Wen raised his head subconsciously, and then he could see people standing up one after another in the audience stands, all pointing at the referee.

What happened to the referee?

Gao Wen held the tennis ball, turned around, and then he could see the referee showing a helpless smile and repeating it again into the microphone.

"Game, high."

The referee nodded slightly and gave a hint with his eyes: the game is over.

Gao Wen: ...

What?

Game over?

when?

Completely immersed in the game~lightnovelpub.net~ Keep your attention 100% focused. The match just now was too long, too intense, and too exciting, so that your brain was in a heat wave, and you completely forgot about the score. Forget about myself, just focus on thinking about the tactics for the next point.

Gawain's eyes were full of astonishment, he raised his head and looked at the scoreboard:

"4:6", "6:4", "6:3".

competition is over.

Victory, at hand!

In this powerful duel, Gao Wen had the last laugh.

In all three sets, the outcome was decided by a break of serve. It was very close and intense, but in the end, they still won.

Won!

A kind of pure and intense happiness exploded in his chest like this. Standing where he was, he looked up at the sky with some embarrassment, and he couldn't help laughing.

ha!

The audience burst into laughter together.

(end of this chapter)