Sprint champion: start standing on the Olympic field

Chapter 225 Strong!

"That is indeed an enviable amount of money. Su Feng and Bolt have indeed led the entire [-]-meter race to become popular. But as athletes, you think Bolt, or Bolt and Su Feng can do it again Breaking the record?"

This should be a topic that must be faced by all kinds of programs now, because it is also a topic that the audience cares about most, and Keynes will naturally not reveal this.

"I think it's okay, maybe there is no basis, but my instinct is like this." Morris Green said with certainty.

"So sure? Then we will wait and see."

"Now eight athletes have played. In this game, in addition to Bolt, top players such as Su Feng, Powell, Gatlin and Tyson Gay gathered.

We saw that eight athletes had already walked to the starting line. Except for Su Feng, the rest seemed a little nervous. Morris, what do you think? "

"This should be the deterrent effect of Su Feng and Bolt's results, especially Su Feng now, not to mention the king of sprinting, he is the only person in the world who can run to 9 seconds! Just this, with If this result stands there, it is an absolute deterrent. It can be said that except for Su Feng, other people don't have to think about the championship.

Even Justin Gatlin, who has the best psychological quality among them, probably didn't think deep down that he could win against Su Feng.

You can think of it this way, just like me at the beginning, after I ran 9 seconds, those athletes who were 79 seconds away would not be able to win the championship as long as they saw me on the field.This is a truth, but Su Feng's grades are even more terrifying. "

"Okay, now we look at the screen, the game is about to start, and we refocus our attention on the field."

On the playing field at this time, Su Feng looked at the cheering audience, and took a deep breath. A Chinese, standing on the American playing field, can still make the whole audience cheer for him, which is enough to make himself proud proud of it.

"On your marks!" With the sound of the order, the audience immediately fell silent, no one wanted to miss such a precious game, and the athletes on the field, regardless of whether they had adjusted their psychology to the best state , and have to start preparing for the game.

The eight people stepped on the starting block one after another, bowed slightly, and made preparations for the start.

"Set!"

"Snapped!"

"The game begins!" Because there are so many famous players in this game, Su Feng didn't dare to push him too hard at first, but concentrated all his attention, and rushed out quickly at the moment the gun rang.

However, the starting reaction of the [-] meters is related to too many factors. Su Feng felt that Powell and Gatlin should be better than himself in the starting reaction.

"Run!" Given the current strength gap between Su Feng and these people, a thousand or even a hundredth of a second behind the starting reaction is no longer enough to determine the outcome, so Su Feng didn't care about it at all.

Ten meters, 20 meters, 30 meters, the difference in absolute speed, Su Feng has already gained the lead at this time.

After 30 meters, Su Feng stood up and raised his head, and began to accelerate on the way. At this time, Su Feng's speed ability began to explode obviously. Neither Gatling nor Powell could keep up with him at this time.

No matter whether they grow their mouths to breathe or widen their eyes and accelerate desperately, the gap in speed ability cannot be made up by these.

40 meters, 50 meters, 60 meters, Su Feng's speed is getting faster and faster. At this time, Gatlin Powell behind him is more than half a meter away!
After 60 meters, after a long period of acceleration, Su Feng's speed finally reached its peak. On the field without Bolt, this is Su Feng's speed range. Unless he has a problem himself, no one can keep up with him. on him.

70 meters, 80 meters!At this time, Su Feng had gained an absolute advantage. Although he didn't look back, he could feel some of it through his senses.

He sort of understood now that Bolt looked back at the moon for the first time.

If there is not much difference in the performance of the athletes, not to mention that you can only win by concentrating, and you can accurately determine the gap between yourself and the opponent behind you, but once you lead too much, this feeling is not very useful.

You know, Bolt's looking back at the moon is in the Olympic Games. I'm afraid he also wants to use this action to determine the position of other athletes.

After the 80 meters, Su Feng did not sprint with all his strength like the Osaka Grand Prix. Although his stamina is sufficient now, it consumes a lot of energy. There will be a race against Bolt in New York later, so he does not want to expend too much energy in advance.

90 meters, 100 meters, cross the line!
Su Feng had just crossed the line and was still fighting against the strong inertia. The cheers of the audience had arrived like a tsunami, and the whole scene was boiling.

"Su Feng's starting reaction was a bit slow, Su Feng accelerated, 30 meters, passed, Su Feng came to the first position, 60 meters, the peak moment of Su Feng's speed, there is no one on this planet except Bolt Can fight.

80 meters, Su Feng slowed down?

90 meters, 100 meters, cross the line, easy!What is revealed is incomparable domineering and strong!The result was 9 seconds 69, which is a result that only two people on this planet can run!
Su Feng won, Su Feng won this match against many masters from all over the world, I don't know how Bolt will feel when he sees this match?Listen to the cheers at the scene, everyone will know how crazy Su Feng is now driving the American audience, my God, this is a Chinese. "

"It's really too strong. Gatlin and Powell are already very fast, and they were defeated so easily by him." Only a sprinter can best feel the strength of Su Feng, who is also a sprinter. How strong.

At this time, Morris Green was more shocked than Keynes next to him, and he blurted out with a daze in his eyes.

"Win!" Su Feng, who had stopped at this moment, shook his hands fiercely, accepting the cheers that filled the sky.

And the cheers that had erupted since the appearance of Su Feng's results showed no sign of weakening at this time.

"Okay, Usain, this is Su Feng's result. In this world, you are the only one who has the hope of beating him. 9 seconds 69. Okay, let's go to training." Mills asked Bolt to watch this This game can be described as well-intentioned.

Instead of letting Bolt always think about Su Feng's 9 seconds in his heart, it is better to let him remember a worse result.

And he is also confident that even Su Feng, who ran 9 seconds, cannot easily run this time again, so it is best to use this race to distract Bolt.

"I know the coach. I am the hero of Jamaica. The victory will belong to us in the end. I am already looking forward to the game in New York." Bolt stood up while talking, and his heart was full of passion for the game.

After being poured down by Mills' chicken soup for the soul in the past ten days, Bolt has been revived with full blood. He has no previous anxiety and is full of confidence in defeating Su Feng.

(End of this chapter)