Chapter 150 Regretful Silver Medal

Su Feng stood on the track, with the last bat of the Jamaican team on the left and the last bat of the American team on the right.

The last stick of the two teams did not exceed his expectations, namely Bolt and Tyson Gay!

It seems that the idea of ​​the coaches of the two teams is to use the strongest person to suppress Su Feng's speed. When other people come up, even if they have enough advantages in front, they will be timid just to compete with Su Feng. Of course, talents The packed Jamaican team is an exception because they also have Asafa Powell.

The Jamaican team with many masters directly placed Powell in the first position.

"On your marks!" With the voice of everyone taking their positions, the hustle and bustle of the scene immediately quieted down, and all the audience's eyes were fixed on the eight athletes in the first round.

And the eight athletes also started to do the starting movements, waiting for the next instruction.

"Set!"

"Snapped!"

"Game start!"

"Zhang Peimeng, the first bat, has a quick start response and a good start. He is accelerating. His speed is second only to Sean Crawford of the United States and Asafa Powell of Jamaica."

Zhang Peimeng had already started running desperately the moment the gun fired, trying to bite Powell and Sean tightly.Sean Crawford was really bitten by him, but Powell showed his due strength and distanced himself from Zhang Peimeng from the very beginning.

"We must reduce the distance of being left behind." This is Zhang Peimeng's only requirement for his first competition.

He knows that Team USA and Jamaica will likely put the second-best player in the first position, and Sean Crawford and Powell are the most likely.

Neither of these two people can run past him now, but for the team's victory, he still took the first shot without hesitation.

In this world, not every athlete has the courage to face Powell and Sean.

50 meters, 60 meters.

80 meters, 90 meters.

Zhang Peimeng has already entered the relay zone, while Chen Zhilong has already started.

With a loud shout, Chen Zhilong stretched his hand back and took the baton in his hand, as smoothly as picking up chopsticks when eating.

And Sean Crawford's US team, which had already pulled Zhang Peimeng by more than 0.1 seconds, was already on the same starting line as the Chinese team when the handover was completed!
However, at this time, the Jamaican team, relying on fairly good handover skills and Powell's absolute speed, still opened the gap with the Chinese team by more than 0.1 seconds.

When Chen Zhilong took over the baton, his speed and pace had been adjusted very well.

Therefore, when he accelerated, he actually narrowed the gap with the Jamaica team, but not much.

Chen Zhilong's opponents are Walter Disco of the US team and Ashmead of Jamaica.

Walter Disco has the strength within 9 seconds, and Jamaica's Ashmead is similar, and Chen Zhilong is far from it.

But Chen Zhilong is that kind of reckless, or in other words, character who is not afraid of death. He is not afraid of the sky and the earth. At this time, instead of affecting his performance because of fear, he ran at a faster speed because of excitement.

When the second and third shots were handed over, the Chinese team was opened up by the US team by about 0.1 seconds, and the gap with the Jamaica team had reached 0.3 seconds!
The handover was completed, the results of the Chinese team and the US team were evened again, and the results of the Jamaica team were reduced to 0.2 seconds!
At this time, the baton has been handed over to Liu Yu, the third baton of the Chinese team!

Liu Yu is different from Chen Zhilong, he does not have such a big heart, his psychology can only be said to be at the level of a normal competitive athlete, he actually has a lot of burden before the game, because he is the slowest one in the Chinese team , although it is not much different from Chen Zhilong, but if it is slow, it is slow.

He was still adjusting nervously before the start of the game, even before the handover started, but when the handover started, the effect of the day-to-day training on weekdays appeared.

He and Chen Zhilong are the two most experienced members of the current relay team. They have been training for the relay a few years ago, and they understand each other to the point where they can understand each other with just one look and one movement.

After entering the relay state, he suddenly lost any thoughts, and the only thing he remembered was the relay movements he had trained for many years.

Silky, smooth and flawless!

The relay between the two people hardly wasted any time and speed. When the baton was handed over to Liu Yu, he took it "smoothly" without affecting his own acceleration!
So when he held the baton and started to accelerate, facing the third baton of the United States and Jamaica, he even regained a certain distance for a short time!

Although it will be surpassed again soon, the time recovered will not disappear!
30 meters, 40 meters, 50 meters.

70 meters, 80 meters, 90 meters.

Enter the relay zone!
Although Liu Yu did not perform exceptionally well, he did perform at his highest level, and the perfect cooperation between him and Chen Zhilong saved the Chinese team at least 0.1 seconds.

Before Liu Yu entered the relay zone, Su Feng had already adjusted his body, and when the opponent entered the relay zone, he had already started to adjust his steps.

At this time, the situation on the court was completely in his eyes.

Team USA is doomed!

Although the US team was ahead of the Chinese team before the handover of the baton, due to poor technology, the total was only about 0.1 seconds, and this time can be smoothed out through technology when the fourth baton is handed over.

But the Chinese team won the Jamaica team?
Although he had already made a prediction in his heart, Su Feng gritted his teeth and put it behind him. How could he admit defeat before the game.

The Jamaica team started the handover first, followed by the US team, and then the Chinese team.

The moment Su Feng held the baton, all the audience in the arena let out a burst of exclamation.

Because they have never seen Su Feng face such a situation, this is not a 200-meter reach, and it will naturally level out later.

And Su Feng is really behind, behind before the start!
"What will the result be, what will Su Feng do?" This is the common thought of everyone at this time.

Su Feng has never entered such a desperate process, even if he faced previous opponents, whether it was Gatlin at the beginning, Powell later, or Bolt later.

Even though Su Feng had confronted them in the race, some even had a stalemate of 100 meters in the 90-meter race, but it was not forced to a desperate situation, at least compared to now.

Then, under the situation of being cornered, will Su Feng use unprecedented strength to surpass himself and win the game? Many people are looking forward to this idea.

"Su Feng, Su Feng got the baton, Su Feng is accelerating, accelerating. Bolt has led him by at least 0.3 seconds, and Tyson Gay of the American team came to the same position as Su Feng the moment the baton was completed In terms of Su Feng's strength, don't worry about him anymore, the silver medal of the Chinese team should be stable." Yang Jian's voice revealed unprecedented confidence and anxiety.

Confidence is that he believes that Su Feng will not lose to Tyson Gay when they start at the same time.

Anxiety is because he has already made a judgment in his heart. It is difficult for Su Feng to surpass Jamaica's Bolt when he is 0.3 seconds behind.

"Run!" Su Feng started to accelerate the moment he got the baton, surpassing Tyson Gay who was parallel with him in one dodge.

"Speed ​​up!" From the moment he ran out of the relay zone, Su Feng's chest began to heave violently, and his face became ferocious. This expression often appeared when he faced a challenge in the final sprint of the 100 meters.

Swinging his arms sharply and pedaling with big strides, Su Feng squeezed out every ounce of strength in his body, and started chasing Bolt.

20 meters, 30 meters.

Su Feng regained a body distance.

40 meters, 50 meters, 60 meters.

Su Feng has shortened the distance by at least half a meter.

At this time, both his and Bolt's speeds have reached their peak!
But at the peak, Su Feng's speed is still faster.

70 meters, 80 meters, 90 meters, Su Feng has recovered the distance of at least one meter.

100 meters, cross the line!
After more than 20 meters from the finish line, Su Feng looked at the baton in his hand in a daze. Even though the ups and downs of his chest have not changed until now, they are still fluctuating greatly.

"Did you lose?" After a long time, when several other members of the Chinese team had come to Su Feng's side, Su Feng raised his head to look at the big screen belatedly.

I saw it said: No.1, Jamaica team, the score is 37 seconds 80.
No.2, the Chinese team, with a score of 37 seconds.
No.3, the US team, with a score of 38 seconds.
The Chinese team won the silver medal in the 4×100m World Championships in Osaka!

(End of this chapter)

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