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[122] The Spirit Of Sports! 【4 More】

"The Celestial Dynasty?!"

When Gao Ping Shenshi saw Wang Xing, he almost ran off the track.

It's too exaggerated!

Isn't it the last place in the Tianchao team?

How could he be able to rush to the second place now, how is this special possible?

Wang Xing!

Shenshi Gaoping suddenly realized that the last runner in the 4*400m race is Wang Xing, isn't he?

"He...he is so strong in 400 meters?"

Gao Ping Shenshi was dumbfounded, his body suddenly paused, he really wanted to look at the rest area of his home, to see the expressions of Mozue Shengo and Asahara Xuanzhi... Until now, Wang Xing still has one His trump card is his 400-meter strength!

In the rest area in Japan, Suke Shingo and Asahara Shinji stood there like wooden figures, watching Wang Xing surpass their own players.

They didn't say a word, but the expressions on their faces said it all!

Wang Xing, once again beyond their expectations.

400 meters, inhuman strength.

"In the last 100 meters, Wang Xing's speed still didn't weaken at all. He supported his physical strength with inhuman will.....exceeded, surpassed!"

"Wang Xing overtook the Japanese Shinji Kohira and reached the second place 25!"

"What kind of miracle is this? From the eighth place, he overtook all the way, and in a short 300-meter track, he surpassed six competitors!"

"Wang Xing has shown us with practical actions that nothing is impossible... as long as you think, you can surpass!"

"Wang Xing, the world record holder, once again launched a challenge for the gold medal in the 4*400m event... Let us shout loudly: Wang Xing, the first; Wang Xing, the champion!

Yang Jian roared loudly, Wang Xing has already run 370 meters... In the last 30 meters, he and Kuwaiti veteran Fawuqi finally met!

Fawuqi glanced to the side, and he saw Xing.

"Wang Xing, the 100-meter world record guy, he's really fast!"

The shock in Fawuqi's heart when he saw Wang Xing was obviously conceivable.

At noon, he once heard from Kuwait's 200-meter teammates that Wang Xing's 200-meter speed was so fast that his teammates gave up the race at all, and now Fawuqi I also felt this deeply.

The last bat started eighth, and now he has been catching up all the way, and he is already at the same level as himself. How fast should this guy be in the last 400 meters?!

"No, I can't let him pass! I'm the 400-meter champion...how could I lose to a Chinese man?"

Fawuqi roared inwardly, then mustered up the last bit of physical energy in his body, pulled out the speed again, and sprinted towards the finish line.

"The end is coming soon, hold on! How can I lose to a rookie!"

Faucci gritted his teeth and tried his best.

Wang Xing was outside, but his eyes were fixed on Fawuqi next to him... This guy squeezed himself tightly, trying to prevent Wang Xing from surpassing.

After 380 meters, Faucci felt a little weak all over. At this time, neither Wang Xing nor him had any reason to give up this race. This is no longer a fight for promotion, but a battle of honor as an athlete .

No matter how hard you try, you must fight!

At this moment, Fawuqi is doing his best every time he advances one meter.

He didn't want to lose, but he found out desperately that every meter he advanced, he would fall behind a little.

The five elements of heretics are much faster than him.

Then, at 380 meters, he watched Wang Xing pass by him, and then quickly inserted into the road and walked in front of him.

Wang Xing, rushed to the first place!

"Yes! Wang Xing... Wang Xing surpassed Fawuqi, surpassed the previous men's 400m champion Fawuqi!"

"Wang Xing, number one!"

"go! go! go!"

Yang Jian looked at the fiery red figure on the field. The three Tianchao 4*400m runners outside the field also looked at Wang Xing without blinking.

Old Chen and Director Yu clenched their fists, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they opened their mouths, but they couldn't say anything.

All the athletes in the Tianchao District were waiting for the moment when they crossed the line.

This is a miracle, a miracle belonging to the Celestial Dynasty.

So far behind, Wang Xing single-handedly surpassed one opponent after another, and finally rushed to the first place with his head held high.

This is the sportsmanship, never admit defeat, never give up the sportsmanship!

"This guy... works too hard!"

"No one thought that his physical fitness would allow him to walk the entire 400-meter track!"

"It's incredible..."

The audience, coaches, and players from various countries were all paying attention to the 4*400m race, and they all watched Wang Xing, a sprint, directly broke through the finish line.

Fawuqi tried his best to fight back, but he seemed so helpless.

Wang Xing, won the first place.

Won the first place in the men's 4*400m!

"what----"

Tears welled up in Xu Zizhou's eyes, and then he raised his head to the sky and howled loudly, hitting the lawn forcefully.

Won!

Their Tianchao team actually won.

He won the 4*400m relay championship.

What a touching moment for him.

If there is no Wang Xing, he can only feel dejected... But now, he feels that God really cares for him too much.

His face was full of tears, and his whole body was twitching, crying like a tearful man, but at that time tears of joy.

The other two teenagers watched Wang Xing cross the finish line blankly as if they were in a dream, while Fawuqi's lonely eyes became so insignificant in their eyes.

Home won?

Under such unfavorable conditions, Wang Xing surpassed seven players in a row and reached the top strongly.

Who would have thought that such a dramatic reversal would occur in the fourth leg a few seconds behind the seventh place.

"First place, we won first place!"

Director Yu couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, rushed out from the rest area, raised his hands high, and rushed into the player's passage excitedly.

He really wanted to give Wang Xing a hug.

But unfortunately, he was stopped by the security guard, but he still shouted loudly: "Wang Xing...well done! Well done..."

Crack! Crack! Crack!

At this time, the audience remembered the warm applause.

Afterwards, the applause became more and more intense... pervading the entire Rizal Stadium.

Even foreign audiences, foreign athletes, and foreign coaches all gave their applause without hesitation.

For that 17-year-old boy who performed miracles.

For this great sporting event!

"Legend of the Celestial Dynasty!"

"Great track and field athlete!"

"The Birth of a Miracle!"

Wang Xing defended the true charm of sports with his practical actions.