Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

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There are thousands of people.

The men's 100m final is now underway.

After the athletes were checked, they all appeared on the field.

Including Yang Zhuo.

Because it was the first time that a yellow man appeared in the men's 100-meter sprint in the Golden League, he attracted the attention of the audience in the stands as soon as he came out.

After entering the arena, Yang Zhuo came to his lane to check the running aid.

The order was decided by lottery during the inspection just now, which is fair.

Moreover, 100 meters is a straight road, which does not matter in which pass.

After checking the running aid, Yang Zhuo moved his hands and feet on the spot.

Now that you've warmed up, all you have to do is keep feeling.

After a while.

The broadcast began to introduce the runners of the men's 100-meter race.

When Chambers and Francis were introduced, there was a burst of cheers.

Obviously, the two of them are relatively well-known.

Even if you don't know each other, you can hear the broadcast introducing the two people's achievements, the champion of the competition, and the record keeping.

The audience will also feel great.

When it came to Yang Zhuo, the introduction was very simple. He is a 100-year-old 16-meter sprinter from China.

Hearing the sound of the broadcast, many viewers started talking.

"Wow, buddy, did you hear that? That's a player from China."

"It's the first time I've seen you."

"You're only 16 years old to be eligible to participate in the Golden League. It should be quite powerful, right?"

"Awesome? Man, what are you kidding? The sprinting level in Asia is very poor, not even a long-distance runner who can run under 10 seconds."

"makes sense."

"Look, this kid must be at the bottom."

"I don't think so. Looking at the muscles, the strength should not be too bad."

"Gamble, £50, I'll bet on him last!"

"Okay, I bet!"

Just when the audience was talking, Yang Zhuo was very calm.

Field side.

Li Qing is talking to Sun Haiping.

"Old Li, how is Yang Zhuo's condition?"

"It looks good. This kid is a competitive player. The more people there are, the more excited he is."

Li Qing is very satisfied with Yang Zhuo's current state.

Sun Haiping nodded: "With his strength, as long as he fully exerts it, he should not be the last."

"Who knows, it depends on the state of others."

After speaking, Li Qing asked, "Where's Liu Xiang?"

"Still warming up, his game is in the next hour."

"Then we'll wait for you after the comparison, and let's go back to the hotel together."

"it is good."

on the field.

Just when Yang Zhuo was moving, a black man next to him greeted him: "Hey, buddy, you're going to be at the bottom!"

Yang Zhuo's English level is good, and he responded directly in English: "Don't worry, it's definitely not me at the bottom."

"Wow, confident! Hopefully not conceited!"

Yang Zhuo smiled: "I'll find out later."

After speaking, he continued to move his body.

From time to time, practice digging the ground, or twist your body.

After a few minutes.

"On~your~marks!"

The starter on the sidelines began to remind all players to take their places.

Lane 3 is Chambers, Lane 6 is Francis.

Yang Zhuo is in lane 2.

He walked to the starting line and squatted down with his feet on the running aids.

this moment.

Yang Zhuo felt that his body was very excited, and even the cells were cheering.

Life's first international competition.

It is also a test of his true strength.

As the first Chinese to stand on the 100-meter runway in the Golden League, Yang Zhuo was unwilling to be the last.

He wants to run with all his strength and let everyone know that Huaxia Sprint is not that weak.

After several referees on the scene confirmed that there was no problem with the starting position of the runners, the starter called out the prepared password.

"SET!"

With a swoosh, the eight athletes made uniform movements.

Seven blacks, one yellow.

In contrast, it is particularly special.

Plus Young Joo looks like a fire in his red tracksuit.

more conspicuous.

now.

He took a deep breath.

Pretentiously waiting for the starting gun to go off.

In this level of competition, the starting point is very important.

If you're too far behind, it's hard to catch up.

In the stands, all the spectators' eyes were focused on the eight people, waiting for the game to start.