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Gaston is a middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes. He probably sensed Shen Wuyun's gaze. He raised his head and smiled politely at Shen Wuyun, then lowered his head and began to put on the device.

Shen Wuyun withdrew his gaze and began to check his kite device.

Although I believe that the shop owner will not make mistakes in this regard, it is necessary to check the operating system of the handle, the length connection of the kite line, the surfboard and the safety protection before the game.

After the inspection, it is ready to wear.

There are still 2 minutes before the start of the game, and when Shen Wuyun is ready, there is only 1 minute left.

He took advantage of this time to glance at the players in his group, and unexpectedly found the brown-haired youth.

Is it true that enemies don't get together?

Soon, according to the instructions, the players took off the kites together.

"Bang!—" As soon as the starting flag fell with the gunshot, everyone pulled the kite and slid several meters in an instant.

At this time, the commentator's voice sounded, "Hi everyone, welcome to the annual Mauritius Kite Tournament. Now is the second group on stage. Players from all over the world are rushing towards us with the wind and waves. The scene is very magnificent! This competition It adopts a strapless kite, which can better allow the players to stretch their bodies and receive less restraint on the field..."

The voice behind was getting smaller and smaller, so small that Shen Wuyun could no longer hear it.

All he could hear was the sound of the wind and the waves, and as soon as the surfboard under his feet moved with the waves, he entered his own world.

With kitesurfing, you blend into the wind, not the sea.

This is a fascinating movement, and it seems to be a philosophy. If you are gentle with the wind, the wind will be gentle with you.So it is not so much to control the wind, as it is to cooperate with the wind.

It is the joy of this sport to have a speedy dialogue with the wind through a few kite strings.

The wind was very strong that day, Shen Wuyun felt that the wind was pulling him fiercely, as if trying to break the connection between them.

——"The wind may occasionally jump out of the connection between you. It is very naughty, but it doesn't matter, just remind me."

Shen Wuyun tried to move the kite to the edge of the windshield by taking off a little part of the force on the handle without affecting the speed.

As the game progressed, the players got farther from the coastline and were gliding towards the depths of the sea.

Here, Reefbreak is the most common.

Huge platoon-shaped waves roared in, so fast that people couldn't react at all. The waves weighing at least 2 tons were enough to shoot people into the water at a depth of 10 meters.

Shen Wuyun loomed in front of five players, but he was not in a hurry, a wave of rocks rushed towards him, and he turned over the waves with a snap and successfully surpassed one player.

"We can see that this group of competitions has entered a heated stage, and the distance has passed halfway. The current ranking is - Gaston!"

"Oh, well, it's indeed Guston. You must know that this is the No. 16 match that Guston has participated in. His speed is still daunting to other players!"

Shen Wuyun stared at the purple-red kite in front of him, and its owner had blond hair.

——"You need to remember that Gaston is your target, and all you have to do is to catch up with him."

All I have to do is catch up with him and overtake him.

The surface of the kite was blown by the wind and made a clanking sound, and the sounds of the players gliding across the waves with surfboards kept coming and going.

The sky was not good, the clouds covered the sun, and the surrounding clouds were covered with shadows, only a little white light came out directly through the gaps between the clouds.The surface of the sea was also cast a shadow, showing some blackness, showing the imminent wind and rain.

Suddenly there was a backhand wave on the right, and a player in front was caught off guard and was overturned by the surging waves.

Shen Wuyun grasped the handle tightly, shifted the center of gravity on the surfboard, and slide turned to the left.

The timing was just right, only sporadic backhand waves touched him, and the loud noise made by the backhand wave returning to the deep sea was like a chest-beating wail and sigh.

The audience who had been following the game all the time exclaimed.

"There is only one-third of the distance left! There are still 2 minutes to announce the final victory! Let's see if this game can give Guston his No.12 gold medal. Of course, there are still a few more in this group." The famous players are eye-catching." The commentator looked excited.

"A Chinese young man is chasing after Gaston. His speed is very fast. Both slide and carving are done very neatly. The brown-haired young man in the same group also maintains his advantage in the top three. The competition in this group is really exciting!"

Shen Wuyun calculated the time in his mind, his breathing was a little unsteady, and the high-intensity gliding made his physical strength seriously exhausted.

Gaston was still two meters away from him, but those two meters seemed to be as long as the entire coastline of Le Morne.

—— "Is this your limit? Is this the highest speed you can achieve?" The coach's question echoed in my ears again.

No, this is not my limit.

My limit is far away, in front of Gaston.

Shen Wuyun switched his center of gravity, moved his body forward, and pulled the kite down against the wind, and the wind became stronger instantly.

He twisted his legs, and avoided several tight surf lines in a few slides in a row.

All around him were the receding waves, and everything turned into a phantom.

Shen Wuyun is getting closer and closer to Gaston.

A flicking wave splashed layers of waves, the foam kept churning, and finally floated on the surface of the sea.

He didn't even have time to see who the person he overtook was, there was only that touch of gold in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a scream from behind, followed by a loud bang.

Shen Wuyun felt the impact of the aftermath on his back. He turned his head, and in front of him was a huge wave that was still receding. It could be seen that the strength of its momentum should be at least three meters of raging waves.

The sea water was rumbling, like a giant sea monster swallowing its prize.

Shen Wuyun took a closer look and found the brown-haired young man struggling under the waves. His kite was curled into a ball, and the kite strings were intertwined and formed into a ball. The young man sometimes struggled out of the water with a painful expression.

The audience exclaimed.

"Oh my god! The brown-haired young man who has always been in the top three was unfortunately overturned by a huge wave! He fell into the water. The best result is that he got out of the surfboard and kite in time, avoided the aftermath of the huge wave, and waited for rescue. The bad result," the narrator's tone became heavy, "is being entangled in the kite string, suffocating, drowning..."

The narrator still has unfinished words, but everyone understands.

is death.

During this short period of time, the weather was not good, the wind was blowing constantly, and there were waves of huge waves.

The lifesaving speedboat in the distance has been at a standstill, and the wind and waves have blocked the brown-haired youth from the rescue team.

Shen Wuyun looked at the brown-haired young man, he understood the feeling of being entangled and falling into the sea, being swallowed up by the darkness.

In a short time, he made a decision.

"Wait! What is he going to do?!" the narrator screamed, "It's the Chinese youth! Is he going to save the drowning contestant? No, there's—!"

Shen Wuyun pulled the kite, the slide floated around the corner, turned back and slid over the huge waves, and came to the other side, locking onto the position where the brown-haired youth was caught in the current.

Let the kite land in the shortest time, quickly untie the foot cover, and jump directly into the sea.

At the moment of jumping in, Shen Wuyun heard another thumping sound with a different frequency.

The faces of the spectators on the beach were stern, and the commentator shouted excitedly, "Gaston! Gaston is going down too! My God, this is really..."

He was a little incoherent, and couldn't even control the spraying of droplets. Of course, he didn't care about these for the time being, "At this moment, we can only sincerely hope that the brown-haired young man can be treated in time, er, our rescue The ship is also rushing to the scene..."

Shen Wuyun dived into the sea and found the brown-haired young man in a piece of white foam. He closed his eyes tightly, perhaps in a state of struggle all the time, his elbows were unnaturally embedded in the kite string that was tightly wrapped around him.

Shen Wuyun swam over, supported the brown-haired young man, and lifted him out of the water for a certain distance.

The long-term choking of water made the brown-haired youth confused, and his hands and feet were weak, which made it easier for Shen Wuyun to move.

The anklets on the brown-haired youth's feet were a very big obstacle, Shen Wuyun frowned and was about to tear them off, when a person suddenly swam from the side and took off the youth's anklets first.

Shen Wuyun and Guston exchanged glances, and began to untie the kite string wrapped around the brown-haired youth.

Perhaps it was the three men forming a twisted triangle that kept them still in the waves, and the untangling went smoothly.

The sound of "rumbling" pumping sounded, and the rescue speedboat arrived.

The lifeguards moved the brown-haired youth from the sea to the boat and drove back to the shore for first aid.

The audience collectively breathed a sigh of relief, and the commentator finally found a chance to relax, but soon he widened his eyes again, "Are the Chinese players and Gaston still planning to continue? This is actually meaningless!"

It really doesn't make sense, but Shen Wuyun still wants to finish the game.

Shen Wuyun found the surfboard and kite that he left aside on the surging sea, and put them on again.

Just like him, Gaston also stepped on the surfboard again, and the two drove to the finish line side by side.

At this time, except for Shen Wuyun and Gaston, all the other players had already reached the finish line, but no one moved, they were waiting for the last two players.

The next journey was much easier than Shen Wuyun imagined. Before the game, he never thought that he would formally meet Gaston in this way.

But this feeling is also very good, it is no longer a tense chase, between the sea and the sky, he and Guston ride the wind and waves like birds and fish.

……

The second set is over.

Shen Wuyun was calming down his shortness of breath, the competition and rescue had consumed too much of his energy, now he felt a little cold and dizzy.

The shop owner and Melido ran over, took out a big towel from nowhere and put it on him.

Melido was frantically looking for a functional drink, Shen Wuyun handed a blue transparent drink in front of his eyes, looked up along the veined hand, Gu Ye looked down at him.

"Thank you." Shen Wuyun took the drink, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip.

Just at this moment, the third group of competitions is over.

In the end, when the ranking came out, Gu Ye was No.3. He was urged by the staff to go to the award receiving office to receive the award, and he left with only one bottle of drink in time.

When Shen Wuyun walked to the rescue station, the brown-haired youth had already woken up.

The brown-haired young man struggled to get up, and asked hoarsely, "Why save me?" He didn't know why he asked such a boring question, what could be the reason, it was nothing more than life and death.

He heard Shen Wuyun say, "The rules of the game have said that when other players are in danger, they must provide assistance when necessary." For some reason, he was relieved.

"Hmph, you win this time. And, thank you."

Shen Wuyun looked at him from top to bottom, took off the big towel provided by the organizer and put it aside, "It's not just me, you also need to thank Gaston."

The brown-haired young man lowered his head, "Okay, then thank Gaston for me."

When he raised his head, he found that Shen Wuyun had already walked out of the rescue station, the wind blew Shen Wuyun's words into his ears, "It's better for you to say thank you yourself."

Usually when the competition is over, all the reporters will go to interview the winners, but this time, a small number of reporters came to interview Shen Wuyun and Gaston.

The shop owner and Melido tactfully retreated to the side, leaving room for the reporter to interview.

A Chinese female reporter handed the microphone to Shen Wuyun's mouth and asked, "According to your original grades, you could have won No.3, but this time you lost the opportunity to save people. Do you have any regrets?"

Shen Wuyun smiled politely, "No."

The female reporter immediately asked why.

"Because I'm already on the same wave as the masters."

The female reporter was stunned. She looked at the young man from the motherland, who was leaning against the afterglow of the sun behind him.