God of Sprint

Chapter 475: The World Championships finals enter the zone again!

After Zhao Yun adjusted the starting blocks, he bent over, supported his knees, and looked around.

The camera was just focused on Zhao Yun, and Zhao Yun's eyes once again showed the eyes of death.

The audience at the scene looked at Zhao Yun in the camera and felt as if they were being stared at by a wild beast.

I feel eerie in my heart!

The atmosphere suddenly dropped a lot.

The other contestants also felt the pressure from Zhao Yun. It was like a contestant standing at the top of the world looking at the other contestants like lambs to be slaughtered.

Especially Tyson Guy, he was too familiar with Zhao Yun's look.

Commentator Yang Jian shouted, "Zhao Yun's Eye of Death appears again. Zhao Yun is going to be ruthless! This is good news for the fans of Zhao Yun, but it is a huge disaster for his opponents."

"We all know that in last year's Diamond League finals, Zhao Yun used the Eye of Death before the game to crush all the powerful enemies. At the same time, he also earned the name Thanos!"

"Can Zhao Yun continue to show the lethality of Eyes of Death this time?"

on your marks!

set!

boom!

"Game start!"

When the contestants heard the starting gun, they rushed out like a white horse passing through a gap, as fast as lightning.

After the game started, Zhao Yun's fighting spirit rose, his eyes burned with blazing fire, and he entered the zone again.

"Zhao Yun's reaction at the start is terrifying, 0.004 seconds faster than Nesta Carter's start!"

"accelerate!"

“Su Bingtian is also very good!”

"Zhao Yun is fast! Very fast!"

"Zhao Yun is number one!"

"The last fifty meters!"

"Bolt speeds up!"

"Zhao Yun is also speeding up!"

"Bolt surpassed Su Bingtian!"

"Two guys with almost the same size and skills are speeding up!"

"Zhao Yun is slightly ahead!"

"The last thirty meters!"

“Bolt started off very strong!”

"Zhao Yun, hold on!"

"The last twenty meters!"

"Sprint!"

"Zhao Yun sprints!"

Zhao Yun clenched his teeth, pressed his tongue against his teeth, and accelerated with red eyes!

"The last ten meters!"

"Zhao Yun!"

"Bolt is chasing again!"

"Zhao Yun!"

"Bolt!"

"Press the line!"

"Zhao Yun won the championship!" Yang Jian laughed.

"9 seconds! Zhao Yun beat Bolt and won the gold medal at the 69th London World Championships with the Eye of Death."

"Congratulations to Zhao Yun. This is his second World Championships 100m gold medal in his career!"

"Another runner from the Flower Growers, Su Bingtian, also ran very well. He relied on his terrifying advantage in the first half of the race to hold the pace among the other top runners and finished third."

Liu Yangyu laughed and said, "Haha! Zhao Yun! Zhao Yun. Even though you suffered so much unfair treatment before, you withstood the pressure at this most important moment and won the gold medal with the highest gold content in the World Championships!"

"That's awesome! Now all the viewers in front of the TV can shout out those five words!"

"we are the champion!"

When the slow motion went back to the moment when Zhao Yun crossed the finish line to win the championship with a lead of half a body length over Bolt, the audience in front of their TVs and mobile phones all stood up.

They hugged each other with their colleagues and friends, and shouted, "Zhao Yun! Awesome! The Huazhongjia athletics team is awesome!"

"we are the champion!"

The final ranking results of the 100-meter sprint battle are:

First place, flower grower, Zhao Yun, 9 seconds;

9nd place, Jamaica, Usain Bolt, 86 seconds;

Third place, Flower Planting Team, Su Bingtian, 9 seconds;

Fourth place, Team USA, Trayvon Bromell, 9 seconds;

Fifth place, Tyson Gay of the United States, 10 seconds;

10th place, Jamaica, Youhan Blake, 10 seconds;

Seventh place, flower grower, Mo Youxue, 10 seconds;

Eighth place, United States, Justin Gatlin, 10 seconds;

Justin Gatlin's rhythm was disrupted when he accelerated in the second half. He knew he had no chance, so he simply stopped trying to twist back to avoid the risk of injury.

After Zhao Yun finished running, Wang Xin first covered his chest and let out a long breath. Then the coaching team also hugged each other tightly.

The coaching team of this World Championships encountered a lot of abuse in previous games.

Especially Wang Xin, who once led Zhao Yun to win two gold medals in the World Championships. If he fails to win the championship this time, he will face tremendous public pressure.

Wang Zijie will also most likely face the choice of being fired. Even if Zhao Yun agrees to keep him, the audience will not agree.

This is the power of the fans of the flower grower! When there is a process, the result is needed. When the result is not good, the process is not needed.

After Zhao Yun finished running breathlessly, he and Bolt hugged each other!

"Zhao Yun! We'll split the world championship this time!"

"Haha! That means our fight will continue until the winner is decided."

"Haha! Then let's see who's better at the Olympics next year!"

"OK!"

Others like Blake, Gatlin, Guy, Bromell and others also came over to hug and congratulate Zhao Yun. After all, they have been playing together for so long that they have become opponents on the court and friends off the court.

Of course, his two good brothers, Su Bingtian and Mo Youxue, were happier than Zhao Yun himself, hugging him and jumping up and down.

Wang Xin handed the national flag to Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun took the flag with a smile and suddenly felt a little dazed, as if he had returned to the moment when he won the championship for the first time.

Zhao Yun raised his head and looked towards the stands, looking for the person who had handed him the national flag.

The person watching TV also noticed Zhao Yun's actions, and she seemed to know what Zhao Yun was doing!

Zhao Yun looked at the audience, and she looked at the TV. They both seemed to be able to see each other. A faint smile appeared on their faces.

Zhao Yun draped himself with the national flag and began to celebrate around the field.

Zhao Yun actually felt pain in his ankle after running this time. He was in a completely crazy state while running and felt nothing at all. After running, he felt uncomfortable when walking.

You know now is not the time to check injuries. How can you cause trouble for everyone when the whole country is happy?

You are not a flower-growing football player. You can't let people have a peaceful New Year's Day.

This kind of immoral thing must never be done, and anyone who does it will not have a good ending.

Zhao Yun trotted along as if nothing had happened...

Facing the fuck you in the audience, Zhao Yun smiled and kissed his hand and said to them, "I am a young daddy!"

"Fuck you!"

"I'm a young dad!"

You can curse me as much as you want, I am the champion, I am the young daddy!