Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

At this moment, all eight players rushed out immediately.

The stadium, which had been somewhat quiet before, became heated again.

"Game start!"

"Zhao Yang has a good start, keep it up!"

Yang Jian's voice is passionate and powerful. Compared with the 1-meter competition, the 4×1-meter competition gives him more space to play.

The time is long enough, and the intensity is not inferior.

And more suspense.

At the same time, Yang Zhuo, who was in the 4th starting position, was also watching Zhao Yang's situation.

Seeing that he ran well, I felt a lot more relaxed.

in front of the TV.

Many domestic viewers stayed up late to watch the live broadcast, and they were silently cheering for the Huaxia team at this moment.

relay zone.

Zhang Peimeng saw that Zhao Yang had reached the mark point, so he immediately got up and accelerated.

The four of them have been working together for several years, and they have a perfect understanding, so there is no accident.

Just like during training, after Zhang Peimeng ran out a few steps, Zhao Yang's shout sounded immediately.

"catch!"

A clean handover with no surprises.

Originally due to the slightly slower speed, the several positions that were behind also relied on the smooth handover to bring the gap back a lot.

Of course, Zhang Peimeng didn't know these things in his heart.

His mind was on the game, and after he got the baton, there was only one thought in his mind, to run.

Reach the relay zone with the fastest speed and hand over the baton to Su Bingtian.

This is what Yang Zhuo often emphasized to them.

Don't watch your opponent during the game, it doesn't make any sense.

All you have to do is to maximize your strength.

"Puff puff puff"

Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Su Bingtian also got ready.

He tilted his head to look at Zhang Peimeng, and got up and accelerated in the next second.

"The handover area is beautiful. Zhang Peimeng and Su Bingtian have successfully completed the handover!"

"We are the fourth to complete the handover."

"The opponents against Su Bingtian are Blake and Tyson Gay!"

"Come on! Su Bingtian!"

"Su Bingtian's cornering speed is very fast!"

Amidst Yang Jian's commentary, Su Bingtian swung his arms vigorously and ran forward at an extremely fast pace.

Visibly narrowed the distance with Tyson Gay next to him.

If you look carefully, you can find that he has surpassed the Trinidad and Tobago player and came to the third place.

This is hard power.

After a few years, a few of them have grown up, and they will not be ranked 5th or even 6th before the last handover.

Has the ability to come to the top three.

They are no longer a drag on Yang Zhuo, but strong teammates.

"Handover area!"

"Yang Zhuo got the baton, this is the last one!"

"He is playing against Usain Bolt of Jamaica and Pele of the Beautiful Country, both of whom are very powerful opponents."

"Come on Yang Zhuo!"

Of course Yang Zhuo will cheer, this is his last game at the London Olympics.

He absolutely does not want to leave regrets.

At the Beijing Olympic Games, he led the 4×1 meter relay team to win the silver medal.

But everyone thought it was a leak.

It's just that the beautiful country didn't make it to the finals.

this time!

This time Yang Zhuo will defeat the beautiful national team head-on and win the silver medal.

Prove the strength of the Huaxia team to audiences all over the world.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhuo seemed to have a burning flame in his chest.

accelerate!

Speed ​​up!

"Yang Zhuo, Yang Zhuo is very fast, and Bailey is right in front of him!"

"Follow him! Overtake him!"

"Come on Yang Zhuo!"

"Beautiful, Yang Zhuo surpassed Pele and came to second place! Only Bolt is left!"

"The 1-meter king and the 2-meter king compete again."

"We'll be at the finish line soon!"

"Sprint! Silver medal! We got the silver medal, second only to the Jamaica team!"

"Who said we can't beat the beautiful national team?"

"Yang Zhuo, Su Bingtian, Zhang Peimeng and Zhao Yang have proved with their achievements that we have the strength to defeat the beautiful national team!"

"Good job!"

Yang Jian was very excited, even more excited than the relay team won the silver medal in the Beijing Olympic Games.

After all, this time it was a head-on victory over the beautiful national team, and the gold content is beyond doubt.

on the runway.

Yang Zhuo saw the results displayed on the big screen.

37 second 02!

silver medal.

At this moment, all the pressure on Yang Zhuo disappeared instantly.

323 seemed to have been drained of strength, and sat directly on the runway.

At this moment, Bolt came over, squatted down and patted him on the shoulder: "Yang, you are my most respected opponent."

"Thank you, you are also my most respected opponent!"

"How about going to the bar to relax tomorrow night?"

Yang Zhuo:

The next second, Bolt showed a pair of big white teeth: "Haha, I knew you wouldn't go."

Then he got up to celebrate with his teammates.

And Su Bingtian also walked towards Yang Zhuo, still wearing the red flag thrown over by the CCTV reporter just now.

"Brother Zhuo!"

Su Bingtian yelled happily.

He is very satisfied with this result.

Yang Zhuo smiled, then got up, and in the process, he felt a little pain in his abdominal muscles.

Immediately couldn't help frowning.

Su Bingtian had sharp eyes, and hurried forward: "Brother Zhuo, what's the matter?"

"It's all right."

Yang Zhuo waved his hands, and then hugged him: "I ran very well just now! I can almost catch up with Tyson Gay."

"hey-hey."

Su Bingtian scratched his head: "It's still far away."

At this time, Zhang Peimeng and Zhao Yang also came over, and the four of them were wearing red flags together.

Although it is a silver medal, it is still an honor! .

Chapter 379 Great Glory

The men's 4×1m final at the London Olympics.

This is a very important game for the Huaxia delegation.

It is also the last match of Yang Zhuo and Su Bingtian's Olympic Games.

With the game over, their trip to London came to an end.

Therefore, no one wants to leave regrets.

before the starting line.

Zhao Yang stepped on the running aids with both feet. Compared with the Beijing Olympics, he was more stressed this time.