Kick the ground. Kick the ground. Kick the ground!

Power continuously gushes out from the depths of the body, from caution to full strength, from control to catharsis, from caution to release, without any reservation.

Run, run heartily and unscrupulously, sprint to the limit.

From the right side of the court to the left side, you can feel the strong wind turning into a skateboard flowing under your feet, and your body becomes lighter.

tread! tread! tread!

More and more determined, more and more powerful.

It felt like a scene from "Forrest Gump". He was running hard, breaking free of the shackles that restricted his legs, breaking free of the burden that restricted his heart, and feeling the power of the wind with his body.

Then nothing could stop him.

One pedal, brake.

He was already facing forward with a two-handed backhand, and he immediately realized that Bellucic's skateboard shot was relying on force, and the rebound after landing had almost no power.

Tapping changes to cutting.

Everything with the backhand was like cutting off water with a knife, rubbing the tennis ball fiercely, spinning at high speed and pulling the tennis ball up gently.

Lightly, fluttering wings.

The tennis ball flew back along the diagonal line again, but this time the diagonal line did not completely tear away the angle, but was pulled back slightly.

With a kick of his left leg, the power of his calf suddenly exploded, and the reaction force pushed his body to run wildly towards the right again.

You can see from the line of sight that Bellucic is also quickly returning to defense. He is ready to continue attacking, but Gao Wen's diagonal defense slightly pulled back is right on his moving line. It is too late to change his steps, and his swing is obviously affected. extrusion.

Unable to attack.

Bellucic didn't take any chances and hit a straight shot with his forehand.

Although he did not exert any force, Bellucic's leverage was indeed very good. A simple top shot successfully created a good return effect.

The tennis ball flew faster and faster along this sideline. The straight line was not completely straight, but a small diagonal line with a slight angle, and it fell rapidly towards Gawain's right sideline.

Simple, nothing fancy, but effective.

It is not an offensive attack, but relies on stability to gain the upper hand in the collision of strong players.

However, Gawain was already prepared.

Kick off the ground, sprint, and cross the field.

The light and nimble footsteps stepped on the hot wheel, and there was no sign of the ankle sprain before. The long afterimage seemed to be able to see Gawain's peak state again.

Appeared!

This year's US Open, until this time in the third game, finally appeared.

The moment of youth should be Gawain's best moment since Wimbledon. It was inspired by absolute difficulties and absolute passivity.

On one side, Bellucic is returning to defense, always preparing for the next shot.

On one side, Gawain was flying all over the field, from right to left, and then from left to right. His body was completely thrown out, and his acceleration was undoubtedly pushed to the full value.

almost.

Still a little bit worse.

Bellucic's return shot was exactly the same as the previous shot, completely relying on the strength of the shot, and the ultra-low rebound after landing. Although it was ordinary, it was always just right.

Gawain fell into passivity again.

However!

This does not mean that Gawain has to give up. Before this game and during the period after the ankle sprain, Gawain often gave up on such shots.

Even if you want to chase, you are unable to do so. Most of the time, you are still in the mentality of protecting your ankles and give up chasing.

This time is different.

Gawain was completely focused and never thought about giving up or being conservative. He only had one thought -

Fight to the end.

One kick. A rush.

Gawain's upper body had been completely thrown out.

Because of a sprained right ankle, Gao Wen was unable to withstand the impact of hard sliding.

If it was a hard rubber court in Melbourne, he could still try it, but forget it in New York. It was a hard cement court here, and he didn't want to aggravate the injury. By then, even if he didn't want to retire, he would still have to retire.

then.

Lean forward. extend. The upper body is almost parallel to the ground.

The heels leave the ground, and only the soles and toes of the feet remain connected to the ground. The body has been stretched to the extreme, and the forehand is whipped.

"ah."

Power bursts out from the depths of Dantian, and then is released.

"Ahhh!"

Everything from body to spirit has been stretched to the extreme. The arm has completely given up the action of initiating the racket, relying entirely on the swing of the forearm and wrist. The moment the ball is about to touch the ball, the speed of the wrist increases to another level.

Pat your head and speed up.

boom.

The solid sound of hitting the ball exploded in my ears.

Gao Wen completely ignored Bellucic's position, just focused on himself, just immersed in himself, and struck with a forehand.

Tennis, disappeared.

heh.

The whole place was completely silent, there was no sound at all, and even breathing and heartbeat had temporarily stopped.

Bellucic is still moving, heading to the right.

Gawain was also moving, towards the right.

The two people continued to sprint in their respective directions, stumbling away from each other, but their eyes were simultaneously looking toward the center of the court to search.

What about tennis?

-Appeared.

Everyone thought that Gawain would choose a slash, not only Bellusic, but this was also the reason why he moved to the right to cover; at the same time, the entire audience and all the professionals in the commentary box all thought so, because Gawain had already There is no room to hit the ball, so choosing a slash has a chance of survival.

but.

Gao Wen knows that even if he chooses to successfully complete the return ball on a diagonal line, Bellucic will be waiting at the diagonal position, and he will still be passive next.

He had to give it a try.

so.

straight line.

Gawain chose the straight line.

When tennis reappeared, the entire Arthur Ashe Stadium was silent~lightnovelpub.net~Amid shock and astonishment, there was only a roar in my mind.

Whoosh.

boom.

The tennis ball got into the straight blind spot of Bellusic's forehand, precise, sharp and flawless.

No solution.

The linesman firmly clasped his hands together in an inbounds gesture.

Aftertaste, curling up.

The technique was astonishing and unbelievable, and even the billowing heat wave seemed to have stopped burning briefly.

until-

ah!

A roar and thunder on the ground.

Gao Wen was released like this. His footsteps were almost close to the press box on the right side. He reluctantly braked at the end, but he didn't have time to take care of it. He turned around and saw the landing point of his return ball. Finally, he could no longer control it. Don’t stop yourself and release all the suppressed emotions.

"Ahhh!"

It was a roar, it was a catharsis, it was a horn, and the energy bursting out from the depths of the soul swept across the entire venue.

The veins popped out, the face turned red, the ears turned red, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the rolling heat waves roared above the eardrums, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

As he shouted, the high fighting spirit in his eyes flickered.

The next second!

Pulan clenched his fists and stood up suddenly, roaring, "Ah!"

From Gu Xiao inside the stadium, Qiao Wangsheng outside the stadium, and even every audience in front of the TV watching the live game at this moment.

No one is an exception, and they can clearly feel the force of their heart slamming into their chest, continuously exploding, crackling, and roaring.

In the end, they could no longer control themselves and screamed out. The sound went from inside the court to outside the court and from outside the court to inside the court. The entire Arthur Ashe Stadium went crazy.

Vibrant and continuous—

God of War, wake up.

(end of this chapter)