no problem.

Then he squats down in front of the starting line, arching his body into a starting position.

next second.

ejected.

"Puff puff puff."

Yang Zhuo took a test run and felt very good.

When he walked back, he deliberately glanced at the auditorium, trying to find An Yufei's position, but he couldn't find it.

He knew where it was probably, so after searching for a few seconds, he found the target.

It is clear.

This girl is completely different from the person next to her.

So Yang Zhuo waved his hand in that direction.

The audience in that area thought they were greeting them, and suddenly became excited.

Only An Yufei knew that Yang Zhuo was greeting her, so she waved her sun hat happily.

Very happy.

Afterwards, Yang Zhuo returned to the starting line.

Do a final warm-up.

The on-site host also began to introduce the 9 contestants one by one.

The big screen gives information at the same time.

Route [-]: Corinth, St. Kitts and Nevis

Second Road: Scott, Pretty Country

Third Road: Crawford, Pretty Country

Fourth Road: Asafa Powell, Jamaica

Fifth Road: Yang Zhuo, Huaxia

Sixth Road: Flatl, Jamaica

Seventh Road: Zachary, Ghana

Eighth Road: Burns, Jamaica

Ninth Road: Bognon, France

Mixed media area.

A reporter from Huaxia took pictures of Yang Zhuo with a camera.

I haven't seen Yang Zhuo play in half a year, and I really miss this feeling.

Moreover, today's Stade de France has a full 6 spectators, all of whom are looking forward to the battle between Yang Zhuo and Powell.

This makes the domestic journalists who are compatriots very proud.

Many foreign students in the stands and Chinese people doing business here were also very excited, waving small red flags in their hands.

Waiting for the big battle that will start soon.

Chapter 228 Fight Powell, set a new world record again!

Stade de France.

The men's 100-meter trapeze battle will begin soon.

now.

Nine players are already standing in front of the starting line.

Powell on the fourth road looked calm, but his heart was not at all calm.

From the moment he created the world record of 9 seconds, he knew that Yang Zhuo would definitely hit the world record again.

Now the two of them are finally on the runway together.

Can you win this time?

Powell couldn't help asking himself in his heart, but couldn't get any answer.

Yang Zhuo is very strong, it is well known.

Not to mention the best time of 9 seconds, the key is that his state is very stable.

But in all finals, as long as the weather is normal, there is no headwind, and no rain, he can basically run under 10 seconds, and even ran under 9 several times.

It's scary.

sidelines.

At the finish line, Li Qing and Hermens are waiting for the race to start.

Although they are all confident that Yang Zhuo can win, there will always be variables in things like competitions until the results come out.

After all, Yang Zhuo's strength has not reached the point of crushing Powell.

"hope everything is fine!"

"hope everything is fine!"

The words of the two people have the same meaning, but one is in Chinese and the other is in Dutch.

in the audience.

An Yufei waved the small red flag lightly, looking in the direction of the starting line.

Yang Joo can be seen at a glance.

He is too obvious in 9 people.

The only Chinese, the only Asian, and the only yellow.

"On-your-marks!"

The voice of the password spread throughout the audience through the radio.

The audience at the scene suddenly fell silent.

On the track, Yang Zhuo immediately squatted down in front of the starting line, stepped on the running aids with both feet, and held his breath.

Others do the same.

but.

Everyone's mental activity is different.

Yang Zhuo is the most confident and calm one, without thinking too much, just waiting to take back the world record from Powell.

Powell was apprehensive, wondering if he could keep his glory.

The others felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, who wants to be someone else's foil?

Zachary in the seventh lane looked a little gloomy. He must fight this shot.

Definitely run out of style.

Let the audience see that he is also a strong man, and he didn't come here to be a foil.

"SET!"

The on-site referee called out the preparatory password.

The stadium is much quieter.

Track and field competitions are often held here, and spectators know when to applaud and when to be quiet.

We will try our best to avoid affecting the athletes.

In front of the starting line, 9 people made a start movement with a swish.

Yang Zhuo held his breath and concentrated on waiting for the firing of the starting gun.

This shot, he wants to regain the world record.

So get off to a good start.

And if you want to run well at the start, you must not have a bad start reaction, and you must concentrate.

next to.

Asafa Powell also quieted down, driving all distracting thoughts out of his mind.

Only one belief remains.

Defend honor!

Definitely win Yang Zhuo.

"Snapped!"

The sound of the electronic starting gun broke the quiet atmosphere of the stadium.

Asafa Powell was like a conditioned reflex. The moment he heard the gunshot, his feet exerted force almost at the same time, and he stepped heavily on the running block.

There was a "squeak".

His whole body just popped out.

In the standard explosive start, the legs are not swung left and right, but folded directly to accelerate the sprint.

Asafa Powell had a slight lead as soon as the start was completed.

This is the charm of explosive starting.

CCTV Sports Channel Live Room.

"The race started! Powell started very well! He was in the lead in the first 10 meters."

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