Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 777 Wind and Thunder Surge!Miracle!

Chapter 777 Wind and Thunder Surge!Miracle of [-] meters!

"[-]m! Long jump rookie Li Polo!"

"Convince Gail! Let the whole long jump festival pay homage!"

"He broke the 28-year-old world record!"

"He became the first super human over 9 meters in human history!"

"Lee Polo! How many records can he break?"

"He broke history! He became a legend!"

"No, he has long been a legend!"

……

In less than 10 minutes at most, Lee Polo's 9.06 detonated a wave of public opinion all over the world.

Looking at the news that popped up on mobile phones, computers, and TVs, some people who did not pay attention to the World Championships couldn't help but doubt their eyes:

"Li Polo...isn't he a football player?"

"Why did he go to long jump again?"

"Long jump is a sport that no one pays attention to. Is it to steal traffic and deliberately release water to let Li Boluo set a record?"

Some people have already shouted:
"Lee Polo, can't you play football well?"

"Why do you want to harm the track and field again!"

"It's all because of you that many geniuses in our country have given up playing football!"

"Do you want track and field to slowly decline like football?"

"You are the eternal sinner in the sports world!"
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Only 20 minutes after the end of the long jump, Lee Polo reappeared on the court.

At 10:15, the men's 100m final has entered the countdown to start.

Yang Jian only rested for 15 minutes, and then started working again with Wang Meng.

They all played 120% of the spirit, more committed than before.

After all, in the field of track and field, long jump can only be regarded as a second-rate sport, and its importance is at most comparable to hurdles and marathons. Only the 100-meter sprint is the most concerned event!

"The players have already appeared one after another, making final warm-up preparations. We have seen many familiar names, without exception, they are the most famous trapeze players in today's sports..."

Yang Jian quickly reported a few names:

"For example, the current world No. 17 American flying man Gatlin, No. [-] Coleman, No. [-] Simbaine, No. [-] Hughes, No. [-] Blake, No. [-] De Grasse, No. .[-] Brown..."

Among the eight contestants, two from the United States, Canada, and the United Kingdom were selected. They seemed to be of the same family, but the sense of competition among the contestants was far more intense than expected.

Wang Meng was slightly worried:

"Li Polo has just participated in the long jump final and hardly got any rest. His physical fitness...is there no problem?"

After hearing his worry, many viewers in front of the TV curled their lips dismissively:

"It's really hypocritical!"

"Long jump is not long-distance running or hurdling. Not to mention just jumping six times, even if you jump ten or twenty times in one breath, how much energy can you consume?"

"Isn't it just a matter of three to five seconds? It's not as great as the heat lost by urinating!"

As a rookie in long jump, Li Poluo deeply agrees with their views:

[You are right! 】
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"At your mark, gentlemen!"

The staff glanced at the time and issued a reminder to the eight athletes.

Lee Polo was placed in the second lane on the far left, next to him in the third lane. He was the favorite to win the championship - the American trapeze Gatlin.

The fourth track is another big favorite Coleman, followed by Simbine, Degrass, Hughes, Blake, Brown.

Wang Meng was the first to comment:

"Li Polo's position is very good. He doesn't have to worry about someone affecting him from the left side. He only needs to be careful of Gatlin alone..."

Her concerns are not without reason.

During the competition, there is a real possibility of athletes colliding with each other on two adjacent tracks and affecting their performance. In particular, there are two contestants in the United States who have entered the finals. The contestant took the risk of violating the rules to hold back Lee Polo's footsteps, while the other contestant took the opportunity to win the championship!
But Li Polo obviously didn't take it to heart, and he challenged Gatling carelessly:

"I hope you can still see my ass in a few seconds!"

In any culture, his statement like this is definitely an insult.

As an evergreen tree in American sprinting, the 37-year-old Justin Gatlin has long passed the age of being easily angered. He just sent 237 points of negative emotions to Lee Polo, and then lay silently on the ground. Tested the performance of the running aid.

"Cut! It's boring!"

Lee Polo shrugged.

Compared with the calm Gatlin, he is more willing to directly confront Coleman, who was born in 96.

The two contestants talk a little trash to each other, which can not only make people emotional, but also improve their fighting spirit, so that they can achieve better results in the finals!
——Of course, it may also make people feel impetuous and disrupt the rhythm...

"Boom~~~"

The clouds are still rolling, and the thunder and lightning are still looming.

This cloud has been hovering over Doha for more than two hours, but it has not dropped a drop of rain from beginning to end.

Lee Polo didn't want sudden rain, because the slippery track would make it difficult for him to sprint with all his strength.

There was a "snap", and all the lights in the stadium suddenly went out, and the stadium was pitch black, except for some light left on the screen of the mobile phone in the stands.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the most exciting moment of this World Championships, the men's 100m final!"

The sound of the live DJ spread throughout the stadium:
"Who is the fastest man on this earth? After 3 minutes, we will get the answer!"

"First of all, let me introduce you to the 8 top trapeze players!"

"Snapped!"

There was a white light in the sky, hitting Li Poluo straightly.

At this moment, he is the only protagonist in the entire stadium.

And on the second track where he was standing, the small light strips on both sides also flashed at the same time.

After that, colorful lights appeared on the eight tracks, and the whole stadium also cheered.

"Li~~~~ Polo!!!"

The audience in the stands can see the special effects generated by lighting technology at this time.

Along with those lights, there are huge letters:

"Li~~~POLO!!!"

Yang Jian in the live broadcast room also praised:
"The introduction of this appearance, as well as the light and shadow special effects, made us all very excited in front of the screen!"

Looking at Li Poluo under the light, Wang Meng nodded slightly:

"I hope Lee Polo can stay excited and bring us even greater surprises!"
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"Boom~~~"

After the lively introduction, the lights finally returned to normal.

At this time, 10 minutes had passed since the players finished warming up and got ready to take their positions, and some of them were already chilling.

But for Li Poluo, this is a rare rest time, enough for him to recover a lot of physical strength.

He even gave the organizer a thumbs up and a like!

"Ready?"

The staff closest to him sent him a reminder immediately.

The eight runners knelt down one after another, posing for a start.

The previous cheers and commotion all disappeared at this moment, leaving the contestants with a near-absolutely quiet space.

Everyone's attention is focused on the ears, to ensure that they hear the gunshots at the start as soon as possible.

"Snapped!"

Almost simultaneously, the eight wild horses threw off their restraints and galloped forward!
Standing not far away, Strong danced with excitement and almost knocked over the head coach of the British track and field team next to him:
"he made it!"

"Perfect start!"

Li Poluo overcame his only shortcoming in the sprint, and was the first to cross the starting line among the eight runners!
As long as he has an advantage, with his explosive power and sprinting ability, the other seven opponents have no hope of catching up with him!
【butt! 】

Gatling gritted his molars and tried his best to chase, but just like Li Polo provoked before, he could only look at the opponent's ass!
And... Li Poluo's buttocks are getting farther and farther away, and he can't touch them at all!

Although Coleman next to him still had some momentum, but... Li Polo, who ran to the last 30 meters, had already left everyone at least two feet away!

This means that even if Gatlin wants to foul, it is absolutely impossible!

"Whoosh!"

"Lee Polo!"

Yang Jian jumped up again.

Wang Meng, who was born as an athlete, was even more excited than him:

"This is the first time in the history of the World Championships that a person of yellow race has won the 100-meter championship!"

"Lee Polo has proved with iron-like facts that sprinting is by no means the backyard of black people!"

If he heard their praise, Lee Polo might feel embarrassed, but now, his attention is not on the cheers outside the stadium.

Coleman, who was the second to cross the finish line, also turned to the big screen.

The live DJ also began to urge:
"What is the final result of today's champion? Let us wait and see..."

"Boom!!!"

There was another thunderclap in the sky.

Then finally the raindrops fell.

"Peach patter..."

When the first drop of rain fell on Li Polo's head, he finally saw his own achievements:

"9'38"! "

Lee Polo in the rain showed a satisfied smile.

He improved the world record created by Lightning Bolt by 0.2 seconds!
At least... In my lifetime, no one will be able to surpass this record!

(End of this chapter)

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