Chapter 1664 The Final Word

Over there, Murray is moving, preparing to defend.

Here, Gawain is also moving, preparing for high pressure. What he is thinking about is not going left or right, but this shot and only this shot.

OK. OK. OK.

Keep moving keep looking keep adjusting.

Seeing that the tennis ball was about to start falling, Gao Wen finally found the hitting area in a small circle two steps away from the baseline and close to the forehand position but not yet close to the big triangle.

I quickly glanced at Murray's position. He was still standing in the middle of the court, not moving easily, and kept shaking left and right to confuse the audience.

Whoosh.

Strong wind, hunting, Gawain adjusted his breathing slightly, and found the rhythm and state of hitting the ball again.

The sound of wind, sunshine, audience, green, hot, etc. spread in the air, blurring into a halo, hazily covering the front view.

Then, a light spot appeared and slowly expanded, and the halo of light pushed outward from both sides of the corner of the eye. The vision directly in front of him gradually became clearer, and a path was found amidst the bustle and turbulence.

At the end of the road is the endless sea.

No hesitation, no pause, no timidity.

Bend your knees, push off the ground, jump.

Swing, extend, press down.

The entire volleying and high-pressure action was completed in one go, and the racket accurately found the hitting point in the air. A downward pressure covered the rapidly falling tennis ball. The power of the wrist and forearm poured out, squeezing the tennis ball and changing its flight path, turning it into a ball. The mustard yellow light rushed out.

"ah!"

Powerful, high pressure.

"Ahhh!"

Power, explosion.

nothing left--

The heart was beating wildly, hitting the chest crazily and making bursts of thunder.

The palms were slightly sweaty, and the fingertips seemed a little slippery when rubbing the racket handle.

Nervous and excited, adrenaline exploded, and mixed emotions were intertwined. Faced with the opportunity, his fingertips became slightly numb and stiff.

The body reacts and doesn’t lie.

But the difference is that at this moment, the brain controls the body and the reason controls the emotions. The more tense it is, the more immersed it is, entering a state of total selflessness.

Calm and focused.

Be brave and decisive.

Gawain's eyes burst out with perseverance and determination, and the entire batting movement was done in one go, linking all the power together.

Deep in the dantian, it is burning.

The tennis ball was compressed to the extreme, turning into a light bullet that penetrated the court.

Just as Murray started to move towards the forehand position in an attempt to cover the diagonal position, the mustard yellow light dragged its long tail in a straight direction and rushed towards the backhand area, like a spark hitting the earth, in Accurately find the landing point in the vast space between the baseline and the sideline.

then--

Fall, land.

Explode!

"ah!"

The final word.

"Ahhh!"

Destroy the dead, clean and tidy, and the dust has settled.

Murray guessed in the wrong direction and had no chance; Gawain relied on calm observation and overall control to tear a path between the lightning and flint, from the top of the head to the bottom line, straight and sharp, across the entire court, with unparalleled and undisputed way, firmly grasping the slightest gap.

The last point, the end.

Match point, cash in, hold on tight.

"ah!"

Suddenly, Gawain raised his hands high, looked up to the sky and screamed, roaring and releasing, cheering heartily, the hot sweat flowed all the way back to the body along the arms, the sun was shining down, the whole person was shining with golden light, like a bath of blood. Like a god of war, he declares his appearance forcefully and bombards with energy continuously.

finally!

Victory is achieved.

Shouting and shouting, a smile bloomed wantonly at the corner of the mouth, pure and simple, strong and hot, standing there dripping with sweat, laughing brightly like a child, the happiness and joy coming from the depths of the soul are reflected in the sunshine. It was so bright that even the strong wind stopped.

My mind was roaring.

He likes moments like this, he enjoys moments like this—

Because of victory, 100%, but not just because of victory.

Because of fighting, because of hard work, because of unreserved release, because of the bayonet battle, because of the hearty duel, because of challenging the opponent to challenge oneself to challenge the limit.

At the end of the burning, victory, all of this, makes the victory sweeter and happier, and the adrenaline is like fireworks in my mind.

"Ahhh!"

With a turn, Gao Wen easily found his player's box in the stadium stands and laughed happily, brilliantly and wantonly.

Gao Hongli and Jiang Yanyun were cheering, clapping and pumping their fists, Agassi and Peart were also smiling and hugging each other, while Sampras was wiping the tears on his cheeks, laughing and crying at the same time, trying to control himself , only to find that the tears were bursting out, and he looked very embarrassed.

All along, Sampras believed that he believed that Gowan could achieve great results at the All England Club, but he had to suppress his desire.

He does not want his dreams and expectations to become a shackles for Gawain, and he does not want his regrets and unwillingness to become a burden for Gawain. He has his own career, his own glory and brilliance, and this is enough; And Gawain should create a future for himself.

Write those stories in Gawain's own way.

Therefore, when he returned to the All England Club after many years, Sampras had to work hard to suppress his excitement and expectations, and kept telling himself over and over again:

Indeed, Gao Wen will leave a mark at Wimbledon, but it doesn't matter if it's not this year, they still have a long future.

Especially after saving the match point and narrowly defeating Istomin in the first round, Sampras was deeply aware of this.

He couldn't imagine the pressure on Gawain's shoulders.

From Flushing to Melbourne Park to Roland Garros, in the past three Grand Slams, Gauvin has achieved a solid record, winning championships, championships, and semi-finals. Naturally, when Gauvin came to the All England Club, his expectations were already rising. Coupled with Sampras's name, it is even more uncontrollable.

Perhaps, the one win and one loss record in the grassland season has helped to cool down the situation a lot, but the line of inquiry focused on Gao Wen has also quietly changed slightly:

Will Gao Wen be eliminated in the first round? How far can Gawain go at Wimbledon? Where will Gao Wen's worst record in the first four Grand Slams of his career end? After three glorious Grand Slams, coming to the back garden of coach Sampras, will Godin bring a disappointing performance?

And so on and so forth.

So, Sampras kept telling himself to stay normal, but he didn't expect that he would be more nervous than he was competing.

Until now.

The moment he saw a smile blooming on Gawain's face, Sampras himself didn't know what was going on. Mixed and turbulent emotions surged up. Before he could react, the tears burst out, and there were countless thoughts. and emotions are running rampant in the brain, unable to stop——

The top four.

Despite pressure, expectations and doubts, attention and discussion, Gao Wen did it again and advanced to the semi-finals of the All England Club.

Oh, God, he was so madly in love with the sport.

The smile bloomed freely amidst the hazy tears.