Sports: From Sports Student To World Champion

How can a 2-star competitive emperor tolerate falling behind!

In particular, he is currently the fastest man in the world.

Bolt, who clocked 9.58 seconds, will not give in easily!

Bolt gritted his teeth.

All the veins on his forehead were highlighted.

His eyebrows also rose.

Bolt stared, his entire expression becoming ferocious.

Although it looks a little embarrassed.

There is no domineering feeling when looking back at the moon.

But Bolt is the most terrifying at this moment.

He unleashed all his talents.

Go! Go! Go!

Bolt roared in his heart!

Those long legs that had brought him countless glory ran at an unprecedented speed!

70 meters away.

Bolt abruptly brought the two back to the same starting line again.

now.

The audience was ignited by the tight match between the two.

The quiet arena suddenly boiled.

"Bolt! God of 9 seconds 58! Charge!"

"He's taking off!"

Some viewers’ eyes were already red.

How many years have passed since Bolt set an incredible time of 9.58 seconds at the World Athletics Championships in Berlin on August 16, 2009.

Bolt has never run so crazy again!

Although he hasn't reached the finish line yet, he doesn't know what kind of results Bolt will achieve at this moment.

But everyone knows one thing, the full-blooded Bolt is back again.

Amidst the cheers and cheers of the 150,000 spectators at the scene.

Bolt and Yang Xia are back on the same starting line again.

Bolt has gone crazy.

His acceleration showed no sign of stopping.

He wanted to do it all in one go.

Kill Yang Xia!

If it were anyone else.

He was probably killed by Bolt's madness.

but

,

Yang Xia was not afraid of Bolt's madness at all.

Yang Xia knows.

I can’t lose this game!

Behind him are the expectations of the 1.4 billion people of motherland Z.

Yang Xia must win this game.

You are crazy!

I want to be even crazier!

Yang Xia's thigh muscles were burning, and so was his heart.

The bursting veins snaked from his forehead, to his neck, to his thighs, and finally to his feet.

Yang Xia's every step was filled with strength.

I can't lose!

Country Z cannot lose!

Stalemate! No distinction between top and bottom.

Yang Xia and Bolt were locked in a stalemate in the last 30 meters.

In the audience.

In the past, Lin Youwei, who did not dare to watch the game at the critical moment, opened his eyes wide.

Her mouth was slightly open.

Before, she never knew that a running race could be so exciting.

So gripping.

Is this the charm of competitive sports?

Lin Youwei suddenly mustered up her courage and stood up suddenly. She ran in the direction of Yang Xia and shouted loudly: "Brother Yang Xia! Come on!"

"I love you!"

This sound of cheering, which was almost a confession, would have been heard in other games.

It will definitely attract the attention of relatives and friends.

B.......

today,

now.

No one thought there was anything unexpected about Lin Youwei's cheering.

Now Yang Xia is responsible for the four-year future of the entire country Z.

Competing with Bolt.

Isn’t Yang Xia like this worthy of the love of every Z country person?

now.

In an ordinary small courtyard in the south of country Z, eight thousand kilometers away from London.

A family of about ten people from three generations was sitting together, staring at Yang Xia's game on TV without saying a word.

Everyone dared not speak out loud.

The light from the TV was reflected on their faces, and everyone looked extremely nervous in the night.

A dozen large flower mosquitoes landed on their hands, feet, and even faces.

But they had no idea.

in the capital.

In the conference hall of the State Administration.

Several gray-haired old leaders were sitting in front of the TV.

They prayed silently in their hearts, Yang Xia, you must win! This is a game that they cannot afford to lose! More than one billion people are watching!

Motherland.

various cities.

Cars temporarily parked on the roadside can be seen everywhere.

Everyone in the car, without exception, turned on the radio and listened to the radio report of the 100-meter final.

The food city, pedestrian streets, and squares were all deserted.

Everyone is sitting in front of their TVs and computers at home watching the game.

Everyone's thoughts at this moment are the same.

Surpass Bolt! Win the gold medal! Catch up with Team M!

Yang Xia in London.

It seems that the voice of the people of the motherland has also been heard.

After another 20 meters of stalemate, the two finally reached the last 10 meters.

Less than 1 second.

Who will be the final champion of the 100-meter flying competition will be decided.

Yang Xia?

Or Bolt?

Yellow skin?

Or dark skin?

country?

Or Jamaica?

One second later.

The dust has settled.

last moment.

Yang Xia is still accelerating!

accelerate!

accelerate!

End point, hit the line!

Yang Xia hit the line with a slight advantage over Bolt.

Yang Xia:9 seconds 49.

Bolt: 9 seconds 52.

Won!

At the London Bowl.

Yang Xia defeated Bolt with a record-breaking result!

He became the new 100-meter flying man.

Team Z won the gold medal!

The London Bowl is boiling.

"Yang Shen! Eternal God!"

"Yang Shen! The pride of the Z people!"

"Yang Shen! The pride of Asians!"

"`~Yang Shen! The pride of mankind!"

Thousands of miles away, Country Z is also in a state of excitement!

In the conference hall of the Capital Sports General Administration, several old leaders kicked over their chairs and hugged each other excitedly.

"Yang Xia is a reliable guy! He is our hero!"

"Yes! Yes! We are tied with Country M again! It's not easy!"

Residential areas in various cities are full of people setting off firecrackers and fireworks.

celebrate!

Crazy celebration!

A happier celebration than the Chinese New Year!

Yang Xia not only won this gold medal.

His results are also incredible.

9 seconds 49.

The spirit of the Olympic Games was vividly reflected at this moment.

Who said 9 seconds 58 is the limit of human beings!

Yang Shen will prove it to you!

Humans can run faster!

Humans can run under 9.50 seconds!

Yang Xia stood at the finish line and looked at the results on the timer.

9 seconds 49.

In my ears I heard the cheers of the mountains and the tsunami.

But Yang Xia couldn't hear what everyone was shouting at all.

Yang Xia felt like she was in a dream.

Did you win?

I actually ran into 9.50 seconds. (no good)

My own score is actually better than the system score!

For a moment.

Yang Xia felt like crying.

Yang Xia held back.

This is not a swimming pool.

Tears can also be hidden in water.

Say it again.

I have grown up.

Already mature.

He is a one-star competitive emperor.

You can't cry yourself!

Yang Xia took a deep breath.

The cheers in my ears became clearer.

It was a shout from Lin Youwei.

"Yang Xia! I love you"

It was a shout of comfort.

"Yang Xia! You won the 100-meter championship!"

It was a shout from the swimming team.

"Yang Xia! The gold medals of National Team Z and National Team M are the same!"

was the cry from all the spectators.

"Competition Emperor of Country Z! You are the fastest guy in the world!"

And that grandma’s murmur:

"You helped your hometown get rid of poverty!!"

ps: Thanks to [Du Leming] for the 500,000 update reminder. stalk. .