Chapter 898: cheering

an instant.

The moment between lightning and flint seems to be described as very long. The whole world has slowed down by a hundred times, and you can even feel the dust particles flying in the light; but in fact, it is fleeting, not even a blink of an eye. Before it could be finished, it had already happened.

boom!

Nadal, hit the ball.

straight line.

At the most critical moment, Nadal chose to break the net in a straight line, because the straight line was facing Gao Wen's forehand, and Gao Wen's forehand was obviously also on the unstable side.

At the same time, Nadal superimposed a lot of topspin, and the whole tennis ball was running at high speed, and the traces of trivial fluff flying under the light could be clearly captured.

5200 rpm!

According to statistics, the rotation speed of this shot has exceeded the 5,000 mark, and it was spinning and heavy, heavy and rushing, and it just collided in a straight line.

Gawain, fly up.

With a footstep, he swayed slightly towards his backhand position, making a fake move, but immediately after, his body moved laterally to the right.

Everyone knows that Gao Wen's forehand is relatively unstable, and Nadal naturally knows it, including Gao Wen himself. This is an obvious thing.

Therefore, if Nadal chooses to break the net in a straight line, even if he is correctly guessed by Gao Wen, he can use the super topspin to destroy the stability of Gao Wen's forehand and win himself the chance to break the net with the next shot.

This is Nadal's style of play. Even when he breaks the net, he does not pursue the fatal effect of one blow, but keeps enough patience and takes one shot after another.

Forehand, straight.

You've got it!

Gawain, move fast.

But the problem is that the game and anti-game are far from that simple. Even if Gao Wen guessed the straight line, the speed of the ball is completely beyond imagination.

reason?

This is the front of the net, not the bottom line.

This is equivalent to the fact that Gao Wen's reaction time and space have been compressed by half, and the power of Nadal's forehand has been correspondingly magnified several times.

Everything is running at high speed.

Kick off! jump!

fly.

Gao Wen flew straight up, swooped, took the initiative ahead of time, and faced the ball.

Wrist wrist wrist.

wrist!

This is the only thought in Gao Wen's mind. The biggest difference between hitting the ball at the net and the baseline is that hitting the ball at the baseline requires soft wrists to form a wrap; but hitting the ball at the net is different.

If it is a small ball, you need to have a delicate wrist, use different handling methods to face the spin and complete the return.

If it is a volley and high pressure, then the wrist needs to be straight, because they need to ensure the angle of the racket face. At the net, a little deviation of the racket face angle may be a thousand miles away.

It is precisely because of this that the forehand handling of the front volley is often prone to fluctuations, because it is one-handed; while the two-handed backhand is much safer when dealing with the front volley, because the hands form a triangle force and are more stable.

at this time.

From the forearm to the wrist, straighten completely, hold the palm of the handle tightly, and even clearly feel the texture of the handle, and the muscles are completely tense.

But before he had time to adjust, the hitting touch of the tennis ball had arrived.

Bass mist.

Bass mist.

Turn, then, heavy; and then, turn, very, very, very very.

"ah!"

A roar erupted from the depths of the dantian, and the right hand pressed forward and downward directly, and Feifei's body also rolled along with it, all the weight was superimposed.

Power, explode!

boom!

Snapped.

Tennis is like hitting a wall and bouncing back in a blink of an eye.

boom.

One fell to the ground, the other rolled over, the body curled up, and rolled twice on the ground. The reaction force of the impact on the ground rubbed against the skin and bones, but the pain was completely ignored in my mind. After a whirl, I immediately looked for the ball Net, looking across the court.

Gululu.

The tennis ball was rolling on the ground, and Nadal tried his best to chase after it, but he still couldn't catch up after all.

Volley, success!

Winning points!

Match point, cash in!

Won.

Wait, won?

After a roll, Gao Wen stood up, let go of his right hand, and threw the racket on the ground. He held his head, his eyes full of disbelief and joy, and he was looking for his player's box among the bustling crowd.

Immediately afterwards, Gao Wen saw Sampras who was raising his arms and shouting. Agassi and Pelt had already hugged each other. Gao Hongli, Jiang Yanyun, and Graf all stood up and clapped their hands in celebration. They all roared towards the field.

The audience is boiling.

Won!

For the first time in his career, Gao Wen defeated Nadal in straight sets and broke into the final four at the Australian Open for the first time.

You won, you really won.

Joy and happiness, so pure and so simple, the smile just bloomed like a fool, standing there in a daze.

It turns out that this is the power of dreams, so sweet and so wonderful, even at the moment when it really comes true, I still can't believe it happened.

Unlike Flushing's light-packed battle, this time in Melbourne Park, Gao Wen was under too much pressure. Although he will never be easily crushed, his mentality and feelings have indeed changed.

Facing Nadal, the player he likes and admires the most in the tour, and the player who regretted losing in the last match, this match is of extraordinary significance to Gao Wen.

He is eager for victory, and more importantly, he is eager for an upright victory. In this way, he pays tribute to his idol and interprets the beauty of competitive sports and the magnificence of dreams.

Before the stage, the turbulent thoughts in my mind were temporarily suppressed, and now I can finally release them. It is happiness, happiness, beauty and touching.

Although this victory was not a championship, for Gao Wen, it was the most important match of this year's Australian Open.

A dream come true.

The smile just bloomed like this, Gao Wen opened his arms involuntarily, bathed in the stars and lights all over the sky, wandering in happiness.

However, in the live broadcast room, it was already crazy.

Zhang Sheng's voice was slightly choked up, and he turned his head to look at the frenzied commentator of the European TV station next door, and his smile also involuntarily rose.

In the ear, there was an impassioned commentary.

"incredible!"

"Unbelievable!"

"Unbelievable!"

"Gao Wen! Gao Wen from China! Gao Wen is only nineteen years old!"

"For the first time at Melbourne Park, not only reached the second week, but also defeated the 2009 Australian Open champion Nadal, and broke into the semi-finals in one go."

"incredible!"

"Perfect performance! Wonderful game! Especially in the third set, against Nadal who was in a strong recovery, Gao Wen played a perfect game. From tactics to execution, from hands to courage, Gao Wen showed the top player in all aspects Ability, proved his strength with unparalleled performance~www.mtlnovel.com~ Most importantly, Gao Wen proved that winning the US Open in 2014 was not accidental, definitely not accidental."

"God!"

"We are witnessing history! History is being written!"

Blood spurts.

impassioned.

The emotions in the live broadcast room next door also deeply affected Zhang Sheng.

Zhang Sheng's voice couldn't help trembling slightly, "...Gao Wen, played the Australian Open for the first time in his career, and reached the semi-finals in one go. We are indeed witnessing history."

As soon as the words were finished, Zhang Sheng couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, and there was a brief blank in his mind. Everything was just a sentence in the end.

"Wonderful."

"This game is really, really exciting." 16312/10720723

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