Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

"Snapped!"

The crisp electronic starting gun sounded over the stadium.

For an instant.

The eight players broke out with all their strength and rushed out.

Everyone responds very quickly.

This is a peak duel, and there is no difference at all at the start.

Even if it is Yang Zhuo's peak start, he can't lead much at the start.

"Game start!"

Yang Jian almost shouted out, almost breaking his voice.

But no one in the audience in front of the TV cared, their eyes were all on Yang Zhuo

At this time, he felt very good.

Incomparably smooth and natural.

At this moment, he knew that he had won!

The champion of this game will be him!

same.

Bolt is also very excited.

His biggest weakness is the start, and this one was perfect.

This made him more confident to win the championship.

Su Bingtian in the first round was also not bad, and his performance was even better than other players except Yang Zhuo and Asafa Powell.

Everyone gave their best in this game.

They are all running towards the end.

10 m.

20 m.

Yang Zhuo has not raised his head yet, but his strong explosive power has allowed him to occupy the leading position.

Including Asafa Powell, no one can stand beside him at this time.

In his perfect state, his acceleration from the start is invincible.

"Yang Zhuo accelerated very fast at the start and was already in the leading position!"

Yang Jian simply stood up from his seat with a very passionate voice.

"Followed by Asafa Powell and Tyson Gay, Bolt is a little behind."

Although Bolt's start was perfect, his acceleration from the start was limited due to his size.

The future will still lag behind.

30 m.

40 m.

Yang Zhuo is still the leader.

The audience in the stadium boiled up.

They have judged the form and feel that Yang Zhuo will definitely win three consecutive championships.

Looking very excited.

"Come on Yang Zhuo!"

"Come on Yang Zhuo!"

"Come on Yang Zhuo!"

The Huaxia audience shouted excitedly.

50 m.

60 meter

Bolt, who was originally No. 4, came to No. 2 after a few steps.

Terrifying speed.

Now that he has completely run away, he is simply not comparable to other players.

Except Yang Zhuo.

There is still a few stature gaps between him and Yang Zhuo.

Bolt didn't relax, he gritted his teeth, trying to maintain speed.

This is his last chance.

He felt that he had reached his limit. If he still couldn't win, he would never be a world champion again.

Unless Yang Zhuo retires early.

70 m.

80 m.

All the audience's eyes are on Yang Zhuo and Bolt.

It seems that there are only two of them in this game, wearing one red and one yellow uniform, like two lightning bolts.

"Yang Zhuo is still leading by 0.8!"

"Botle is chasing!"

"A miracle is just around the corner!"

"Yang Zhuo! Yang Zhuo! Yang Zhuo!"

Yang Jian didn't know what to say anymore, he couldn't think at all.

He instinctively shouted Yang Zhuo's name.

The voice is trembling and passionate!

90 m.

The end is at hand.

now.

There was still a body gap between Bolt and Yang Zhuo, he gritted his teeth, and rushed forward with a distorted face.

He wants to win!

95 m.

100 m.

Cross the line!

9 second 54!

"9 seconds 54! A new world record! Yang Zhuo created a new world record!!"

"Yang Zhuo set the 5-meter world record for the fifth time!"

"A miracle! This is a human miracle!"

"Yang Zhuo ran into 9 seconds! He is the first athlete in the world to run into 6 seconds!"

"A red lightning flashed under the night sky in Berlin, Yang Zhuo is the king! The eternal king in the 100-meter race!"

"As strong as Bolt, with a time of 9 seconds, he still has to lose in front of Yang Zhuo!"

Yang Jian wept with joy!

He was explaining almost choked up, unable to control his emotions at all.

Because it is the Chinese who stand on the track and create miracles!

Countless domestic audiences sitting in front of the TV were extremely excited to see Yang Zhuo win the championship again.

excited!

Can't help shouting!

Yang Zhuo!The pride of China!

Chapter 332 A Gift Weighing 2.7 Tons

Berlin.

The night sky over the Olympic Stadium was colored with excitement and excitement.

9 second 54!

New [-]m world record!

At the media table.

The local commentator in Berlin is still immersed in excitement and passion.

"Oh my god! It's a miracle! It's really a miracle!"

"Yang Zhuo and Bolt both ran in 9 seconds. They did not disappoint the night sky in Berlin, the more than 6 spectators at the scene, and the audience in front of TVs in more than 7 countries and regions."

"9 seconds 54! This is a speed that even God can hardly match!"

"In 2005, Yang Zhuo set a world record of 9 seconds in this stadium. After four years, he set a new world record here!"

"Berlin is Yang Zhuo's blessed land, and Yang Zhuo has also brought glory to the city of Berlin!"

The commentator was spitting and talking non-stop. Later, he felt that he had lost his composure and calmed down a little: "Sorry, I am too excited! But I believe that every audience who loves sports and sprinting is as excited as me."

at the same time.