Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

at this time.

The 8 finalists walked to the starting line.

The game starts now.

CCTV Sports Channel, Live Room.

Yang Jian's voice sounded at the right time: "Okay, the men's 100320-8m final is about to start, and the information of 100 contestants has been given on the big screen. If you are an audience familiar with track and field, you should be familiar with them. The 8 strongest in the [-]-meter sprint."

on site.

The host is following the camera to introduce the players.

Arriving at Yang Zhuo's place, his voice became visibly more excited.

"The fifth track is the champion of the City Games, the champion of the Asian Championships, the champion of the World University Games, and the national record holder-Yang Zhuo!"

Before the words fell, the camera showed Yang Zhuo a close-up.

He waved at the camera.

"Wow!"

There was a burst of cheers from the audience.

Others chanted his name.

The atmosphere is lively.

Since winning the 100-meter and 200-meter championships in the City Games, Yang Zhuo has gained a certain reputation among ordinary people.

The popularity is higher than that of Liu Xiang.

Studio.

Yang Jian's tone was a little excited: "Yang Zhuo's best time was the ultra-wind speed of 10 seconds created in the City Games last year. He appeared on the field again after half a year. I believe the audience in front of the TV is looking forward to it as much as I do."

"There is also Chen Haijian. We did not participate in the men's 4x100m event in this Athens Olympics. Therefore, this is his last chance. If he runs less than 10 seconds, he will have no chance to go to Athens. Let's cheer for him together."

soon.

After all the players have been introduced, the referee starts to give the order.

"Everyone is in your place!"

Hearing the password, Yang Zhuo leaned over and lowered his head, stepping on the running aid with both feet.

The moment has finally come.

It's been half a year.

Finally able to explode once with full force.

The last city sports meeting was 10 seconds. This time, he didn't want the front to be double digits.

He's going to run under 10 seconds.

To create a new national record, Asian record, and yellow race record here.

The two referees looked back and forth, and after confirming that none of the eight players violated the rules, they returned to the sidelines.

"preparation!"

The password sounded again.

"Shh!"

All 8 athletes arched their bodies and took the starting position.

At this moment, Yang Zhuo didn't have any distracting thoughts in his mind.

The noisy voices in the auditorium were completely blocked, only waiting for the starting gun to fire.

"Snapped!"

The electronic starting gun sounded.

Through the small horn on the running aid, it reaches the ears of every athlete.

Game start!

In an instant, Yang Zhuo kicked hard on the run-up device with his front foot, and his whole body was ejected.

Like an arrow off the string.

in the stands.

Li Qing and Yu Weili all clenched their fists.

Whether it can make another historic breakthrough will be known soon.

CCTV Sports Channel.

Studio.

Yang Jian's voice became high: "Yang Zhuo's starting reaction is very fast, and he is in the leading position."

"Yang Zhuo raised his head slowly as usual, why hasn't he raised his head yet?"

"It's over 20 meters, and he's still accelerating!"

"Yang Zhuo changed his rhythm!"

on site.

Except for Yang Zhuo, the other 7 people all stood upright and accelerated crazily.

If before winter training, their running style would have an advantage in the first 30 meters.

pity.

Yang Zhuo's running style changed, and his speed increased a lot in the first 30 meters.

No longer a weak chicken in the first half.

and so.

From the moment they started running, they were destined to be crushed all the way.

30 m.

Start looking up.

At this moment, Yang Zhuo is already two positions ahead of second place Chen Haijian.

Studio.

"At 30 meters, Yang Zhuo didn't start to raise his head until 30 meters, and the running rhythm completely changed."

"Shift."

"Yang Zhuo's speed is getting faster and faster, and the speed visible to the naked eye has opened the distance from other people."

"Accelerate! Yang Zhuo is still accelerating!"

"Yang Zhuo has pulled away from others far away."

"Super powerful high-speed endurance running."

"The last 10 meters!"

"Yang Zhuo! Can you break the record!"

"Can you make history?"

Yang Jian stood up straight away, shouting loudly.

At this moment, whether it is the audience in front of the TV or the audience at the scene, their bodies are in a tense state.

They were all waiting for Yang Zhuo to cross the line, waiting for the final result.

Yangdi Village.

main room.

Yang Guoqiang and Zhang Yumin didn't dare to breathe, as if they were fixed.

Several other neighbors who came to watch the game together also looked at the screen nervously.

Peking University.

Girls' dormitory.

Several female students held hands with each other and looked at each other without blinking.

School canteen.

Many students put down their chopsticks and looked up at the TV above.

Some people even stopped chewing the food in their mouths.

The entire cafeteria was extremely quiet, only the voice of Yang Jian on the TV.

"Cross the line!"

"Yang Zhuo is the champion!"

"What's the score?"

Before Yang Jian finished speaking, Yang Zhuo's results were displayed on the big screen.

9 second 97!

"9 seconds 97! 9 seconds 97! Is it super wind speed?"

Yang Jian's voice even trembled a little: "There is no super wind speed! The record is valid!"

"9 seconds 97! Yang Zhuo, Yang Zhuo ran into 10 seconds!"

"Yang Zhuo opened the 10-second mark!"

"Yang Zhuo!"

"The first Asian to open the 10-second barrier is a Chinese! It's Yang Zhuo!"

"Yang Zhuo is a hero!"

at the same time.