glory sports empire

Chapter 217

"100 meters, congratulations to Zelezny, who threw a super 100 meters in the first round of the final."

The on-site commentator shouted loudly, but the audience just applauded politely, without the madness of Gao Shen when he appeared on the stage.

"The one below is the only one in the playground..."

"God~"

The audience should follow the commentary and shout loudly.

In front of the TV, the host asked: "Horn, Gao Shen threw 111.11 meters and 111.76 meters respectively this morning. Do you think he tried his best?"

"I don't think so, although the javelin is not as good as the high jump, but with high strength, 112 meters is definitely not the limit.

Besides, he had just finished the marathon in the morning, so he was definitely not as good as resting for a while. "

"So, do you predict a high final grade?"

Uwe Horn thought for a moment and said, "I think 120 meters should be a limit."

"How about making a bet? The bet is kissing the donkey's ass. If the high throw passes 130 meters, I will win, but if it fails, you will win. How about that?"

"Yes!" Uwe Horn agreed.

If you win, it means that your eyes are bright, and if you lose, it proves that you mean what you say, and you can still catch the enthusiasm of the high gods.

On the field, the game continues.

Zelezny's results made many players feel completely desperate, giving up one after another, and soon it was Zelezny's second shot.

Gao Shen also became interested.

Having an opponent, even if it doesn't pose a challenge, is interesting enough.

As Uwe Horn said, Zelezny had a very fast run-up and used all his strength in the final throw.

Javelins were gliding.

I slid all the way to the 100-meter line, and I was about to hit the ground, when a gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the wind from bottom to top lifted the javelin again.

"A dramatic scene appeared, just like Uwe Horn created a record, God gave a sigh of relief." The commentators were all amazed.

Back then, it was with the help of airflow that Uwehorn was able to throw a super record of 104.8 meters.

To see that the javelin crossed the 110-meter line, there was another burst of airflow. Although the airflow was smaller than before, it still sent the javelin over the 115-meter line.

Everyone was stunned.

One turbulence is already rare in a thousand years, and two turbulences can only be said that God couldn't see it and took action himself.

Zelezny immediately fell to his knees and prayed silently.

The commentator came back to his senses and shouted: "God came, this must be God came."

The audience didn't pray immediately, but they stared closely at Gaoshen to see how he would respond.

Of course it is to send God where he should go!
The referee measured Zelezny's result, 115.31 meters, valid.

No matter how the wind blows in the javelin competition, as long as there is no foul in the throwing process and the javelin falls within the effective range, the result is valid.

The audience was amazed and gave warm applause.

Even die-hard fans would like to see Gao Shen being defeated.

Zelezny jumped up after praying, ran to the high god, raised his arms and shouted wildly, looking very passionate.

Perhaps provocative.

This look is for provocation.

I was quite optimistic about this opponent, but he is so arrogant and domineering, so he must be taught a lesson!
Gao Shen was unhappy, with a cold expression on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Very good, I didn't disappoint, I'll show you your true strength later!"

"I don't believe you have hidden too much strength!" Zelezny said, "Do you think you are a real god?"

"Whether Satan or God is helping you, you have to remember that on this three-acre track and field field, there is always only one real master, and that is me!"

After saying that, Gao Shen raised the javelin and reached the running point.

"115 meters is really a once-in-a-thousand-year achievement. Can Gao Neng surpass this achievement?"

"He claims to be a god, but he is only a human being. Can a human being fight against a real god? Impossible!"

"God helped Zelezny, will God help Gao? Has he already displeased God by claiming to be a god?"

The commentators talked a lot.

Not to mention looking bad, but I hope that Zelezny will kill him with the blessing of God.

People in the world have been suffering for a long time, even though they only participated in the Olympic Games once.

The audience didn't talk about their beliefs, they just stared at Gaoshen holding their breath, for fear of disturbing him with a little noise.

Gao Shen took a deep breath and rushed out.

The maximum speed is like a bolt of lightning.

Finally, he broke out and threw the javelin with all his strength.

God?

You have the ability to end it yourself!
Call ~
A gust of wind suddenly rose, left and right, and the javelins wandered back and forth.

Press down if you have the ability!Gao Shen curled his lips in disdain.

Obviously, no matter how crazy the wind is, it is impossible to blow from top to bottom against science, unless God really exists and descends on the track and field.

It's a long story, but in fact it only took a few seconds for the javelin to land.

"Over the 150-meter line, it's an amazing achievement."

"God is God, what a mere gale is!"

"Fortunately, the Marble Stadium is more than 200 meters long. Other stadiums certainly cannot achieve this result."

"The Greek organizing committee made a very wise decision and allowed us to see such a miracle."

The commentators immediately turned into licking dogs, forgetting Zelezny's results aside.

The referees had already rushed over, and after a while, the red flag was raised.

The javelin fell to the edge and the result was invalid.

"Oh, what a dramatic result, the great god of track and field was suppressed by an even greater god!" Someone immediately gloated.

Zelezny clapped while smiling, and glanced at God from time to time, probably happy in his heart.

Gao Shen didn't care, waiting for the third round.

It is impossible to have a second luck after one shit luck. Zelezny only threw 91 meters in the third round.

That's it.

"Let's look forward to Gao's final pitch."

"Gao has already confirmed that he has entered the second round of the final. It depends on whether he can surpass Zelezny this time."

"The miracles are destroyed by the gods, whether the gods can defeat the gods, we will wait and see!"

After feeling it carefully for a moment, Gao Shen moved.

It exploded with all its strength, but it still didn't hold back, but when it was thrown at the end, the direction of the javelin was slightly off.

In an instant, the javelin hit the ground and the whole audience cheered.

"Crossed the 150m line again... oh my god..."

"I stuck on the marking line again, the result is invalid..."

"Miraculous results, but blocked by God's pranks, this is too dramatic~"

The commentators roared wildly.

The audience hugged their heads one after another, exclaiming, not knowing how to express their feelings.

Two throws, both of which were invalid due to the wind, what could be more nonsense than that?

Zelezny smiled.

For whatever reason, leading is leading, and if God is white, then three more times.

More than ten or twenty years later, people will not remember that Gaoshen once threw more than 150 meters, but only remember him——Zelezny, who defeated Gaoshen with a super score of 115 meters, breaking Keshen's track and field project. monopoly.

In order to maximize this benefit, he decided to retire after the Olympics.

The premise is that God is white-skinned and descends on the marble stadium.

(End of this chapter)