Sprint champion: start standing on the Olympic field

Chapter 57 Trust Me

"Zhang Meng..." Su Feng walked over, and while shouting loudly, he slapped Zhang Meng's waist with a "slap".

"what?"

"Run with confidence, trust me." After Su Feng finished speaking, before he had time to say more, he ran towards Liu Yu.

The benefits of the 20-meter world champion can be seen outside the competition. Even if it is a slow run for him, not to mention three or two steps, within [-] seconds, Su Feng is not blushing or out of breath. Came behind Liu Yu, and then Chen Zhilong.

After a while, Su Feng returned to his position, leaving behind the three of them clutching their waists and their eyes gradually becoming firmer.

Back in his own relay zone, Su Feng looked at the sixth lane next to him, Naotaka Tsukahara, the last stick of the Japanese team, his eyes gradually became murderous.

"Everyone saw that Su Feng stepped forward and said something to the other members of the Chinese team one by one, and even slapped them, probably to encourage them.

Maybe Su Feng doesn't understand the Japanese team's thinking, but as long as the strength is enough, it will be fine to keep the same and respond to all changes.

We can see that the other three players of the Chinese team, Chen Zhilong, Liu Yu, and Zhang Meng, have already started their final warm-up at this time. It seems that Su Feng's words are effective. Let's see their final performance. "

On the sidelines at this time, because the 4×100m is the last gold point of the Chinese team and has a special status, the team leader Guo Jiangping and others are also on the sidelines now.

Everyone is an old Jianghu. Regarding the thoughts of the Japanese team, a few people have a rough guess at this time.

Seeing Su Feng go to cheer for the relay team members one by one, several people who were coaches all showed gratified smiles.

At this moment, it was too late for them to think about anything else. Having such a reliable athlete on the field really relieved their worries.

Standing in front of the starting line, Chen Zhilong made a few jumps in situ, took a long breath, and then stood in situ with his waist inserted.

I thought that after the game just now, I should not be nervous now.

But the change of the Japanese team has brought variables to everything.

He didn't understand the meaning of the Japanese team, but he knew that the first challenge he was going to face now was Japan's five-time 100-meter national champion, the famous Asian sprinter, Asahara Shinji.

Compared with Suxu Shengo, Asahara Shinji undoubtedly put a lot more pressure on him.

The situation of the second Liu Yu is similar to his, and the third Zhang Meng, who was originally planned by the Japanese coach, was very nervous after seeing the situation of the first two sticks, and couldn't help guessing that Chen Zhilong and Liu Yu would be pulled down How much, the belief in victory has been shaken.

If it comes to the game, the situation will most likely worsen.

The plan of the Japanese team has also been achieved.

However, "Trust me", Su Feng's words and his pre-match prediction played a decisive role at this time. Although the three of them were still nervous, they did not panic.

"I can't lose, I will definitely bring a gold medal back to China!" Chen Zhilong said to himself, and then according to the instructions on the field, his spirit gradually gathered together, and he started to prepare for the start.

"On your marks!" The eight top athletes from each country stepped onto the starting block one after another.

"Friends in the audience, the athletes have already stepped on the starting blocks, and the competition is about to begin!"

"Set!"

"Snapped!"

"Game start!"

At the same time as the gunshot rang out, Chen Zhilong almost forgot about Chaoyuan Xuanzhi, concentrated on his own game, and rushed out immediately.

Athletes from other countries also reacted immediately, and then, start and accelerate!
"At the start of the race, Chen Zhilong's speed was very fast, Chen Zhilong was accelerating, even Xuanzhi Asahara did not distance himself from him!"

The rhythm and speed of the 100-meter race is undoubtedly the top among all kinds of sports in the world. It can be said that none of the sports with the human body as the main body can match it, which is also the source of its charm.

Following Yang Jian's simple explanation, Chen Zhilong had already run to a position of about 30 meters, the players of the Thai team were one body behind him, and Chaoyuan Xuanzhi had pulled away from him by nearly half a meter.

At about 30 meters, the athletes stand up and raise their heads one after another according to their personal conditions, and enter the second stage of acceleration on the way, which is also the last acceleration stage before entering the stage of personal highest speed.

At this time, the absolute strength is even more obvious.

Shinji Asahara is indeed one of the best, and with his unparalleled sprint ability, he has gradually opened up the distance from all the athletes behind him.

However, Chen Zhilong no longer has any other thoughts in his mind at this time. He is highly focused and wants to run. In addition, his strength is already good. Otherwise, it is impossible to run the first bat of the Chinese team. Zhong's idea of ​​pulling a distance of more than two meters through Chaoyuan Xuanzhi fell through.

When the baton was handed over, the Chinese team was only about 1 meters behind the Japanese team, and the handover was successfully completed. The athletes' movements did not deform at all, which is a manifestation of psychological stability!
Chen Zhilong should have performed exceptionally well this time. Just look at the Thai team's first shot. It was directly pulled away by more than half a meter by Chen Zhilong.

Sometimes things are like this. There are many people and things that are as good as possible, and worse as they are, most of which are caused by psychological factors.

Liu Yu was like this at this time, with Su Feng's words as a base, watching Chen Zhilong's extraordinary performance, it meant that the more he fought, the more courageous he was.

After firmly grasping the baton, without any hesitation, even with a sense of anticipation, he immediately started to accelerate.

At this moment, Xuanzhi Asahara and Shenwu Moxuan had all been forgotten by him.

Because of the relay zone, Liu Yu's speed has been increased to the extreme soon, and of course the same is true for Moxu Shenwu.

There is still a gap between the absolute results of the two, but even though Mo Xu Shenwu tried his best, he could not reach the level that the coach expected before the game. At this time, Mo Xu Shen Wu became flustered.

"If there is not enough distance, what about Tsukahara Naoki and Su Feng who are the last one?" Moxu Shenwu couldn't bear to think about that scene.

But when the mind is in a mess, it is naturally impossible to give full play to the speed, let alone perform supernormally.

"We saw that Liu Yu almost killed the distance gap between him and Moxu Shenwu. Every ten meters, the distance between the two is very small. Liu Yu is doing well, that's it, our athlete , Even in the face of famous Japanese players, you must have the courage to face the challenge without any fear, come on!"

Soon, the second and third shots were handed over. At this time, the audience who knew the situation, whether they were on the scene or in front of the TV, focused their attention.

The weakest part of the Chinese team is the third club. For those who have watched the previous games, this has almost become a consensus.

Now the gap between the Chinese team and the Japanese team is at most two meters. Whether it wins or loses depends on the third club.

As for the last stick?
The audience doesn't even think about it.

The handover was successfully completed, Zhang Meng held the baton tightly in his hand, and then started running.

The Japanese team Shinji Kohei and Naoki Tsukahara are almost the same in strength, but both are faster than Zhang Meng!

"I can no longer be the back leg of the Chinese team!" Looking at Gao Ping Shenshi two meters away, Zhang Meng clenched his teeth and shouted in his heart.

He also climbed up from the city team, the provincial team, and the national team step by step since he was a child.

Almost every step up, the rhythm is the same. When I first entered, because of the sudden increase in the amount of training, I had to vomit almost every day.Even if you get familiar with it later, you have to face boring training every day.

The only thing that supports him is his love for sprinting.

And from the day he became an athlete, he dreamed of entering the national team and wearing the uniform of the Chinese team to win glory for the country.

Before joining the national team, he was always the best one. He never thought that he would become a weak point.

And now, he turned out to be the weak point!

Thinking of this, Zhang Meng's breathing suddenly became rapid, his eyes became red, and his speed increased again!

The distance that was gradually opened by Gao Ping Shenshi was stabilized, and there was even a tendency to draw closer!
"Su Feng!" At this time, Su Feng had appeared in Zhang Meng's eyes, and with a loud shout, Zhang Meng skillfully handed over the baton.

(End of this chapter)