Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

After the password sounded, the voice in the auditorium gradually weakened.

The players are also ready to start.

The game is about to start!

"set!"

The audience looks more and more excited.

Although Yang Zhuo was the only master in this match, it was enough.

Most people at the scene watched the [-]-meter race, and only Yang Zhuo wanted to watch it.

As the world's top men's 200-meter sprinter, he is a two-time world champion, broke the world record three times, and won the gold medal in the [-]-meter world championship.

Absolute pride of China, pride of Asia.

As long as they see him at the starting line, the audience will feel proud in their hearts.

Not to mention still in the bird's nest.

"Snapped!"

The electronic starting gun sounded.

In front of the starting line, Yang Zhuo put his feet on the pedals of the run-up device and began to accelerate and run wildly forward.

From the perspective of body protection, if it is not necessary for the game, water is generally released, which can reduce the burden on the body.

But before the start of the race, Yang Zhuo thought that he must run with all his strength.

In the first final at the Bird's Nest, a good result must be achieved.

Otherwise it would be a pity.

Studio.

"Game start!"

Yang Jian's voice suddenly sounded: "Yang Zhuo's start is very good."

"There is no pressure on him in this game. The biggest suspense is what kind of results he can run to win the championship!"

30 m.

40 m.

50 m.

Yang Zhuo is already in an absolute leading position, pulling several positions away from other players.

And because he has entered the stage of running at high speed, his advantage will only become bigger and bigger.

now.

The audience in the stands is already shouting for the champion.

"champion!"

"champion!"

"champion!"

It sounds a bit bloated, but it's true that none of the other players can catch up with Yang Zhuo.

At this moment, Su Bingtian did not pay attention to the shouts of the audience, his eyes were only on the finish line.

accelerate!

Speed ​​up desperately!

He knew he couldn't beat Yang Zhuo, but he must try his best to close the distance.

Let Yang Zhuo see his current results.

Improved again!

One day, he will really challenge Yang Zhuo.

Idols are for challenges!

The third way.

Naoki Tsukahara ran with all his might, his expression twisted.

This is not the first time to compete with Yang Zhuo, but it has the same sense of powerlessness.

Even stronger than ever.

He had a hunch that Yang Zhuo's grades would be better this time.

"Too strong! I will never be able to defeat!"

Tsukahara Naoki couldn't help but have such thoughts in his heart.

Studio.

"Yang Zhuo's lead is getting bigger and bigger, and the end is in sight!"

"The champion has been won, what will be the result?"

"It will be revealed soon!"

"Cross the line! Yang Zhuo crosses the line!"

Following Yang Jian's shout, Yang Zhuo crossed the finish line.

On the on-site timing board, a set of numbers is displayed.

9 second 70!

At this moment, a huge shout erupted from the scene.

"Yang Zhuo!"

"Yang Zhuo!"

"Yang Zhuo!"

In the live broadcast room, Yang Jian was also very excited.

"9 seconds 70!"

"Yang Zhuo tied his own world record! Yang Zhuo ran 9 seconds in the Bird's Nest! It is also the world's best 70-meter time this year!"

"This is also a response to the outside world! No matter how many powerful opponents emerge, Yang Zhuo is Yang Zhuo! He will win, and he will always win!"

Chapter 290 9 seconds 69!New world record!

After the Good Luck Beijing Athletics Open, Su Bingtian was officially promoted to the relay team.

The reason is also simple. His score of 10 seconds surpassed Hu Kai's 20 seconds.

In addition, there has been a training relay with Yang Zhuo and the others, and the tacit understanding is enough.

More importantly, Su Bingtian is still young and full of potential.

But Hu Kai's focus is still on his studies, and he plans to stay in school, so of course the field management center is inclined to let Su Bingtian play for training.

6 month 1 day.

morning.

Field management center training ground.

"catch!"

Su Bingtian yelled, and in an instant, Yang Zhuo reached back and took the baton.

The transfer was successful.

Then he retracted his arms and tried his best to accelerate forward.

"Puff puff puff."

The sound of Yang Zhuo's footsteps reached Su Bingtian's ears, panting heavily, watching while walking.

Looking forward to this gun running well.

He has now replaced Hu Kai. If the relay performance is not as good as the World Championships, then he will have to take the blame.

My heart is under a lot of pressure.

In the final straight, Yang Zhuo was very fast and reached the finish line in the blink of an eye.

The moment the finish line was crossed, the score was displayed on the electronic timer.

37 seconds 99.

It was nearly 0.22 seconds slower than the final result of the World Championships.

But this is normal.

After all, the training environment is different from the competition environment, and everyone has not exploded to their full potential. In other words, the three of them may have exploded, but Yang Zhuo is far from it.

After all, it's just training, mainly to cultivate tacit understanding.

It is impossible for Yang Zhuo to explode with all his strength, that would be too much physical burden.

As the coach of the relay team, Yuan Guoqiang was the first to see the results, and he was relieved.

Replaced by Su Bingtian, he was also under a lot of pressure.

After all, he is his apprentice.

Somewhat cronyistic suspicion.

If the grades are not good, then this will become a black spot for him.

Fortunately.

Su Bingtian is striving for success, and his personal strength has improved rapidly, especially on curves, where he can give full play to his height advantage.

Now after adjustments, Zhao Yang is the first, Zhang Peimeng is the second, and Su Bingtian is the third. The effect is very good.

In terms of training results alone, they have not lost to the original lineup.