940 Crush and win!
Wang Yi was warming up on the sidelines.
Thomas came out a moment later.
Different from the deserted scene when Wang Yi appeared just now, huge cheers erupted from the audience as soon as Thomas appeared.
And they called out Thomas's nickname.
"The Flash!"
"The Flash!"
"Flash!"
…
That's right, Thomas's nickname in the United States is The Flash.
His popularity in the United States is very high.
"Flash kill this guy!"
"Let this guy feel what the Speed ​​Force is!"
"That yellow-skinned monkey knows nothing about speed."
This game was also broadcast live across the United States.
Those American netizens also left messages one after another.
"Yellow skin wants to challenge dark skin, just kidding!"
"It is undeniable that Wang Yi plays basketball very well, but to challenge the Flash today is simply stupid. He is not very smart."
"If I were him, I would just be my star player. Why would I challenge someone else's Flash for nothing?"
At the same time, China also sent people to conduct live broadcasts.
In the barrage in the live broadcast room, Yishui supported Wang Yi.
"Brother Yi gets him...!"
"The rain god fucked him."
"The king goes to him."
It's a pity that Wang Yi can't see their support.
What Wang Yi could see was that all the 105,000 spectators at the scene seemed to support Thomas.
However, this not only did not make Wang Yi feel any stage fright, but instead made him feel excited.
Even because he was so excited, his body was trembling slightly.
I just want to destroy you on your home court.
This kind of competition is interesting.
Finally, the time came to 5 o'clock sharp.
After Wang Yi and Thomas finished stretching, they both came to the starting line.
Thomas turned his head and looked at Wang Yi.
Spewing trash talk at him: "Are you so stupid to use your hobby to challenge my job?"
Wang Yi chuckled: "You only deserve to eat shit from behind me."
Thomas was so angry that he could only bring up the past history.
"Your women's football team lost to us here 30 years ago, and you did the same today. Yellow people can never beat black people."
Wang Yi: “What about table tennis?”
Thomas was immediately embarrassed: "..."
Wang Yi continued to press: "What about badminton? Diving? Gymnastics? Weightlifting? Shooting?"
Thomas was unable to reply when asked...
China really has nothing to say about these things.
He waited for Wang Yi to stop and then reluctantly said:
"That's all you have left. Where are the three major balls in the world? Where are football, volleyball, and basketball?"
Wang Yi suddenly became tough: "Basketball? I won the championship, mvp, fmvp, slam dunk king, three-point king, quadruple-double king, five-double, single-game scoring history..."
Thomas was so remorseful that he just wanted to slap himself in the mouth.
Damn it, this kid is on the receiving end of a gun.
He really couldn't think of anything to say to Wang Yi.
I can only say harsh words:
"You can only show off your words. Today I want to let the whole world know that yellow people cannot outrun black people."
Wang Yi sneered again: "You only deserve to eat shit from behind me."
Thomas gritted his teeth, but he couldn't think of anything to say in reply to Wang Yi.
Today he has learned a lesson from Wang Yi's rhetoric skills.
Just kidding, he is a sprinter and even if he knows how to talk trash, he only has a little time to do so before the race.
You can't talk trash to your opponent while running 100 meters.
Even if it can be sprayed while running, it will only take less than 10 seconds.
But Wang Yi was trained on the basketball court.
A game lasts 48 minutes, and he spends at least 20 minutes trash-talking his opponents.
If he meets a player like Beverley, he can fight with the opponent for a whole game.
Even spraying before and after the game.
How could Thomas be his opponent?
…
At this time, the professional referees they invited were already in place.
Since the referee was hired by the two of them with money, the referee asked politely before the game:
“Are you ready??”
Thomas nodded.
Wang Yi made an OK gesture.
It’s just that the word “o” is not sealed, so it looks like wc.
The referee also nodded and raised the starting gun.
Wang Yi and Thomas both squatted down.
Thomas took a standard starting position, and this position is the most conducive to starting.
Wang Yi has not received such professional training, so the starting posture looks a bit unprofessional.
The spectators in the stands started talking when they saw the comparison between the two men's postures.
"Let's see what is professional and what is amateur."
"This yellow-skinned monkey is simply a clown. I really don't understand why we Americans hold him up so high."
During their discussion, the referee's starting gun sounded.
Snap——
With the sound of gunshots, the two people popped out instantly.
When these two people popped up instantly, all the audience at the scene exclaimed.
"oh--"
Because they saw that Wang Yi was two positions ahead of Thomas at the start.
All the audience were stunned.
The reason Thomas has been able to win consecutive championships in recent years is due to his start.
Because of his amazing explosive power.
In today's sprint world, its start is the fastest, no one.
You can often be ahead of your opponent from the beginning.
But now the two of them had just started, and Wang Yi was one meter ahead of Thomas.
This fucking thing really didn’t happen to anyone.
Thomas was also confused.
Since he started racing, no one has surpassed him at the start.
What's more, he had just started, and he was already two positions ahead of him before he was even 5 meters away.
Of course he doesn't know what ejection start and infinite shifting are.
After systematic and continuous training of Wang Yi, Wang Yi's start has reached the limit that humans can achieve.
Although Thomas started quickly, he has not yet reached the human limit.
At this time, Thomas was still surprised, and imagined that although Wang Yi started fast, he would not be so fast later.
His own characteristic is that he starts quickly and can maintain his position later.
He should be able to catch up from behind.
However, after only 20 meters, Thomas's heart became cold.
Instead of getting closer, the distance between the two grew wider.
After 50 meters, Wang Yi was at least five meters ahead of Thomas.
Thomas certainly didn't know that Wang Yi's body reached human limits in all aspects.
The starting speed reaches the limit that humans can achieve, and the endurance also reaches the limit that humans can achieve.
In the end, Wang Yi crossed the finish line almost 10 meters ahead of Thomas.
At this time, the results of the two people were already displayed on the big screen.
Thomas' time was 9 seconds 59, tying his own fastest record.
Wang Yi:9 seconds 51!
At this moment, the entire audience of more than 100,000 people was completely silent.
This huge and noisy Rose Bowl Stadium seemed to have turned into a huge tomb.
No one made a sound.
Even those who wanted to fart were holding back at this time.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the Chinese man with yellow skin and dark eyes in the field in disbelief.
Thomas, who had just crossed the finish line, looked ashen at this moment.
The eyes are dull.
He seemed to have lost all his strength.
When looking at Wang Yi, he is like looking at a monster.
Chapter completed!