Bang —————

Gunshots sounded and the game began.

In terms of starting reaction, there are actually no particularly outstanding people in this group. Just look at these names and you will know, whether it is Blake, Spearmont, Lemetri, or even Jesuma Saidi Duer...

None of these is a reaction expert.

It can even be said that almost all of them became famous later.

Of course, so was Zhou Bing.

So the fastest-responsive player in this group was the Brazilian player, Bruno de Barros.

The second is the contestant of the book, Takaseki.

These two people have the advantage in starting reactions.

However, because these two people are not particularly strong, it cannot affect the mood of the previous masters.

Even Blake's shot started at a snail's speed.

Going for 0.200 again.

But so what?

Blake's confidence in himself is now exploding.

Not afraid of anyone at all.

Spearmon never thought of making a fuss about starting reactions.

They all have extremely strong hard power.

In their 200-meter philosophy, there is no word bubble reaction.

As expected.

Soon you will see that the two people who responded the fastest to start were caught up and quickly drowned in the sea of ​​people.

Blake really showed his abilities.

Compare the carelessness of 100 meters.

He has invested a lot of effort this year in 200 meters.

Besides.

Don’t forget that even if he is the strongest player in the future, his current 200-meter future ability...

It's not something that ordinary first-class players can touch.

That is also the top five levels in history now.

Bolt was in the record area and kept watching the game.

Or his eyes were always focused on Blake.

He has lost in 100 meters.

You must not lose 200 meters anymore.

Otherwise, his agent would have told him the consequences—

The only remaining commercial contract may be cut in half.

Capital is like this, ruthless and unrighteous.

When you are strong, you smile and even smoke. It doesn’t matter. Everything revolves around you, just like you are the center of the universe and you are the sun in the solar system.

But once you are weak, die, lose, and go downhill...

I'm sorry.

Capital is also the fastest one to abandon you.

So compared to the honor of the Olympic gold medal world champion...

What really hurts Bolt's flesh must be the real loss of money.

It is absolutely painful to have no money, especially because he spends money. Even if his agent is still relatively reliable, his team is very loyal to him, and even helped him build a foundation early to prevent many black athletes from going bankrupt quickly after their peak.

But if he, his main source of income, would be gone.

Then no matter how much you save money, it is useless.

Blake seemed to know Bolt would watch this game.

He didn't intend to hide it either, because the two of them were in different situations, training on the same field, or even a coach.

I know a little bit about the other person's condition.

Therefore, it is better to show your own attitude.

Let the other party know that he is bound to win this shot.

Spearmont and Le Maitre, in fact, were not particularly concerned about Blake's performance in the 200m before. However, because Blake used to be just a little transparent, he only participated in competitions occasionally, even his 200m had already been opened for 20 seconds.

That didn't attract much attention, because Blake was still a 100-meter athlete in the minds of most track and field athletes.

Until last year, Blake ran into 19.30 seconds, becoming the second person in history to get into this score besides Bolt.

It was not until 200 meters that I re-examined Blake.

Blake's ability now shows just right in line with everyone's pre-match opinion.

Even if his future without "advantage" is not too accelerated.

Comparing to the rest.

That's all advantages.

This is what makes a real cross-level athlete strong.

Almost all such super athletes have such abilities.

For example, the five tigers who were 100 meters in the last life were like this. The weakest part of theirs is an advantage for other top athletes.

To others, they seem to have no weaknesses.

Only competition at the same level can tell which aspects they are advantages and disadvantages.

And now Blake.

After completing the hyperevolution last year.

I also reached this height from 200 meters.

This is a treatment he has never enjoyed on 100 meters.

After the acceleration zone came out, Blake was already far ahead and no one could catch up with him.

Whether it is Spearmon.

Or Lemaitre.

It was Jesuma Saidi Duer who performed well last year.

Now it's not bad here in Blake.

Run on the way to the corner.

Blake felt that the gap between him and the rest of the people was getting bigger and bigger. This pleasure made him like 200 meters more.

No one doesn't like the feeling of winning.

No one doesn’t like the feeling of cutting melons and vegetables in large quantities.

Unless this is too many times.

You're fucked up.

Otherwise, at the beginning, this feeling really makes people...

Irritatingly resistant.

"Blake is too fast. He shows an unmatched speed here. He is like becoming a player from another dimension."

"I have only seen this scene in Bolt."

That must have been only seen in Bolt.

Because it can run within 19.30.

Except Blake.

That is Bolt.

That must be either one or the other.

Zhou Bing protected his rhythm, and at the same time he was also shocked by Blake's strength.

Looking back at the time when he was in the 2006 Imperial Capital World Youth Championship.

No one could think that he would grow like this.

This is 200 meters.

Already super magical.

It is enough to be comparable to the true God.

70 meters, 80 meters, 90 meters.

Blake began to walk under the curve.

At this time, he opened the distance between the rest of the people and had reached one or two meters. In fact, he didn't want to run very fast at this moment, but there were not many opponents in this group who were powerful in front.

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"Bolter is really amazing. Although it's only the semi-finals now, I'm already looking forward to tomorrow's finals."

What the live commentator said was probably what the audience members thought. Blake was in such a good state, so he had to fight Bolt head-on.

Although he has doubled Bolt in the Teenage Championship.

But for most people, there is no large-scale live broadcast outside the Teeth Championship, and they have never watched it. Moreover, many people are not interested in non-Olympic games.

So everyone is right, tomorrow's final.

I have already raised my expectations in advance.

And for Blake, who is running and leading the way...

Although the commentator's words were a compliment or a compliment, they still made him a little unhappy.

because.

He used Bolt's junior brother again.

Such a title.

You have to know that Blake hates this title the most.

Never liked it before.

In the past few years of his career, he has been working hard to get rid of this title.

And before the game.

Mills gave him a word unexpectedly.

If this had been put before, Mills's entire attention would have been on Bolt.

I won't spend much energy on Blake.

This is actually a hint.

Start to make Blake and Bolt a two-part rivalry.

This sentence is-

"Yuhan, do you want to get rid of the identity of Junior Brother Yusen Bolt?"

"I'll teach you a way."

"In this game, in this London bowl, under billions of spectators around the world..."

"Defeat him."

"Defeated him."

"From now on, no one will mention this identity again. At least on the 200-meter runway, no one will say that again."

"even."

Mills could see that he aroused Blake's inner desire and said with a smile: "If you win this gold medal, you may also use him as Senior Brother Yuhan Blake when talking about Yousan in the future."

In a simple sentence.

Mills is truly a famous coach.

The flames in Blake's heart were ignited instantly.

He even added firewood and fire to it.

He directly poured a bucket of gasoline.

This made Blake's desire to defeat Bolt this Olympics, his desire, his intention to fight, his desire, and his intention to...

They all reached the highest point in this moment.

Mills was very satisfied with his words.

Because he knows it better than anyone else.

What does Blake want to prove the most?

What do you want most?

Who do you want to defeat the most?

So this time.

Sorry, Usain.

It's time for me to take care of your junior brother.

And since you have lost.

The golden body has been broken.

It's better to lose thoroughly.

A great enlightenment.

Maybe you can only be nirvana for the phoenix.

...

"Curve into straight roads."

"Blake's speed is really too fast."

"Oh my God, he entered until after that, not only did he slow down, but his speed was getting faster and faster?"

"What a terrifying ability is this?"

"Is this the first 200-meter rear end in human history that Bolt can't catch up with?"

This certainly doesn't mean that Blake is getting faster and faster.

But Blake's ability to maintain speed is much better than the rest of the people.

This is what Dicks felt last year.

Definitely have a say.

He had experienced this kind of despair.

That's a kind of...

A feeling that will last a lifetime.

Spearmont's future also began to accelerate. Friends who are familiar with him know that he is the standard future stinking shit, and the future is beaten away.

Dix also knows Spearmon's ability to succeed.

This year's Olympic Year, Spirmon has also recovered a lot, and I feel like I want to make a move for my last peak Olympics.

but……

Off the field, Dix just wants to say-

Brother.

You will compete with him for the future.

You must be mentally prepared.

Being stimulated to the mental preparation of the mental illness.

Spearmon.

That's what Dix really thinks.

He is very confident about his future, and he is also an international celebrity, so he really wants to try how powerful this future is that known as the Blue Star No. 200-meter future?

Spearmon began to accelerate.

After entering the straight, this is the rhythm he is good at.

The end point is 90 meters, 80 meters and 70 meters.

Spearmont is getting faster and faster.

If this was five or six years ago.

If his opponent is not Blake.

Then there will be a scene familiar to Spiermon fans, and Spiermon will continue to approach the players ahead here.

Then complete the counterattack.

This is also the usual rhythm of Spearmon, whether it is 100 meters or 200 meters.

Dix sees this.

He immediately covered his eyes helplessly.

It's really...

So stupid.

I didn't take my body shape seriously at all.

"Spirmon is starting to speed up!"

"He is ready to get into his own rhythm!"

Ameika live broadcast, there are still high hopes for Spirmon's big straight road.

As a result, shouting.

He couldn't keep shouting.

because……

The so-called Spirmonic rhythm.

There is no manifestation in the scene at all.

On the contrary.

Being pulled further and further.

How can you continue to call the commentator in this situation?

Spearmon himself widened his eyes.

He couldn't believe this scene.

The future range ability that you are proud of.

Actually.

Being pulled away by others like this?

Spirmon gritted his teeth in discontent, trying to continue to increase the speed...

The result can be.

No results.

What he calls acceleration...

There doesn't seem to be any effect on the scene.

Still being pulled up.

Nothing has changed.

The most murderous thing is...

Blake ran.

He actually looked back at the back of his right.

And that direction is not American player Spearmon.

Who is it?

This glance caused Spirmon's entire psychological defense to shatter.

Because of this look and pattern.

He hasn't seen it before.

even.

He is very familiar with it.

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It seems that he also turned around.

It seems that you gave yourself this look.

This made Spearmon understand immediately.

This person is the same as that person.

They are not from the same world as themselves.

It's not a world.

No matter how hard you work, how fast you speed up, how hard you work...

People who are impossible to get close to.

Dix saw Spearmon's movement rate slowing down, and his whole person's running momentum was also dissipating...

He would know at this time.

other side.

I must have experienced the same mentality as I did at that time.

And it's the old American running style Spirmon...

It's never going to catch up.

Even Blake's speed dropped, faster than his full strength.

This hits people a lot.

Only athletes know it themselves.

Blake won't look back.

After twisting it.

Just with a slowdown.

Go towards the finish line.

At this time.

later.

It is also breaking the head for the second place and Xiao Q.

What everyone originally thought of Blake, Spirmont, Le Metri, Jesuma Saidi Duer...

It did not appear.

It turned out to be Blake, Spearmont, Le Maitre, and... Zhou Bing.

Zhou Bing is about 150 meters.

It was already a counter-killer Jesuma Saidi Duer who performed very well at last year's World Championships.

You should know that Jesuma Saidi Duer's Pb is much better than Zhou Bing, and the best Pb can even reach 19 seconds 80.

This must be something that Zhou Bing cannot reach.

But reality is so fantastic.

Jesuma Saydi Duer, who almost won the World Championships medal in the Daegu last year, was actually on the straight road... and was followed by Zhou Bing.

It's past one handful.

And look at his running posture behind him.

I knew that he had no chance of chasing him back.

Jesuma Saidi Duer, who should have competed with Lemetri in the group, and even had the possibility of competing for second place with Spirmont, was at the London Olympics...

Run and smashed.

"Zhou Bing, it's fourth!"

“There is still a chance.”

"See if you can go to third place!"

Yang Jian shouted that Zhou Bing was indeed accelerating, at least visually, and he fully exchanged his endurance talent.

It can fly towards the white man in front.

Christopher Lemaitre.

Accelerate your pursuit with all your might.

160 meters, 170 meters, 180 meters.

Lemetri was always in front of him.

He didn't expect Jesuma Saidi Duer to go offline so early. He originally thought that his strongest and biggest competitor was the latter.

Now Jesuma Saidi Dur leaves early.

It made him think that his chances of entering the finals and getting Xiao Q increased significantly.

even.

The Spirmon in front seemed to have also declined a bit.

this.

All gave Lemetri hope.

Until 180 meters.

He suddenly heard the sound of nails on his left.

Continuously approaching.

This shocked Le Maitre, who had been thinking about chasing Sbirmont.

How can anyone get close to you?

Jesuma Saidi Duer, isn't he offline?

While he was running, he had already glanced at Jesuma Saidi Duer leaving the competition.

Until 190 meters.

This figure.

It has appeared clearly on the edge of his sight.

It turned out to be...

he???

Lemetri didn't expect it.

Zhou Bing was able to catch up here.

He thought that players who were outside of 20 seconds of the Olympic status this year would not consider it at all. Even if this was a semi-final, he should have had about 20 seconds of hard power.

You need to know the hard power of about 20 seconds. If the wind speed is better, you can easily run to 19.90.

Lemetri has confidence in himself 200 meters this year, and even let go of 100 meters in order to hit higher levels of 200 meters.

pity.

Things don't go as they wish.

Zhou Bing's appearance put a lot of pressure on him.

At this time, he was a little doubtful whether he had run the semi-finals well.

Actually, he ran well.

This shot was nearly 20 seconds against the wind.

For him, he had at least 80% of his ability, otherwise he would not have been able to get close to Spearmon, who had "given up running" ahead.

Originally, he only needed to keep hitting Spearmon.

But now he is still under pressure from the pressure of Zhou Bing behind him.

This made Lemetri, who had a good mentality, nervous.

At this time, it was too late for him to release more strength, and there was no time or distance for him to operate.

He now wants to keep the last ten meters.

Not only can you suddenly break the rhythm.

Instead, we must stabilize the current rhythm.

Otherwise, you may be killed.

Tianchao Sports Station.

Yang Jian looked at the hope and shouted loudly—

"Zhou Bing has caught up with him."

"I feel he still has a chance."

"He is not very different from Lemetri right now."

"As long as you hold on, you will have a chance."

"It's maintained well, and now Lemetri is under pressure..."

"Lemet doesn't want to give up his position easily."

"Zhou Bing has almost chased after him, but now there is not enough time and distance!"

"Zhou Binglemetri, the two of them faced each other up and down, rushed to the finish line!!!"

"Press the line!!!!!!!!!"

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After Zhou Bing ran, he felt that his lungs were about to burn.

He regarded this game as the final.

Treat it as the ultimate sound of the Olympics.

He didn't know if he could have his next Olympic trip, so he could only burst all his energy on the track.

It is precisely because of this mentality.

Zhou Bing broke out here, and he didn't even notice the buff in his back.

In addition, Lemetri happens to be a good opponent.

Cooperate with the wind.

Zhou Bing is one of the few people on Ersha Island who can use scientific wind control technology to control the wind.

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Even in the Death Group, he has blossomed.

Zhou Bing supported his knees with both hands.

He just wanted to get to the finals, so in the semi-finals, he had no reservations.

If you can't get in, it only means that you are not strong enough.

Bad luck.

That's it.

In addition to Su Shen, the only 200-meter athlete in the flower planting family that Lemetri has paid attention to before, is Xie Zhengye.

This was also the first time he had paid attention to Zhou Bing.

Paying attention to Dongfang, except Su Xie.

There is another person like this.

Finally, the results of this group came out, and the first one undoubtedly belonged to Blake-

In the last 50 meters, he might have started to reduce his speed continuously and ran for 20 seconds.

Win the game.

Looking at the ease and appearance of the slow motion, you will know that this shot didn't do much effort at all.

At this point.

I really cannot help but admire it.

After Blake evolved, his current opponents seemed to look at the history of Blue Star...

Now only Bolt can suppress him.

The rest of them were in his eyes...

All are "others".

Just "other".

Blake watched himself successfully reach the finals, and he didn't care what his semi-finals scored...

Now in his eyes.

Only tomorrow.

Only tomorrow's finals.

Nothing else could arouse his interest or attention.

The second place is Spearmon, with a score of 20 seconds or 02.

Of course, he spent a lot of effort on his 20-second 02 seconds, compared with Blake's previous release of water, which was released into an Atlantic Ocean, and could run out of the wind for twenty seconds.

It's not the same thing.

Spearmont didn't feel how happy he was to enter the finals, and he was still immersed in the scene where he was defeated by Blake just at a glance.

Look at him like this.

There is a problem with the spirit and it is difficult to achieve good results in the finals.

He also runs with him when he reaches the finals.

What's more, Dix will participate in this life.

There is no chance at all.

The third place belongs to France's first white flying man, Christopher Lemetri.

His grade is 20 seconds 03.

After seeing that he won the third place, Lemetri breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that he would be killed by Zhou Bing at this moment.

"What a pity."

When Zhao Haohuan saw that Lemetri was the third, he couldn't help but pat his thigh.

Don’t look at the joy of fighting Zhou Bing.

I was still worried about him.

Zhou Bing's results came out, almost 20 seconds or 05, which was similar to his best result. But his shot in the Diamond League was 20 seconds or 05, which was driven by a big downwind.

This shot...

But it was a small headwind.

It looks the same result.

The improvement of strength and the explosion status are not on the same level.

It's a pity that his group is too powerful.

There are too many strong people.

It seems that he can only rank fourth in this score.

In fact, the fifth-placed Jesuma Saidi Duer only got 20 seconds 42, and the gap between them and the first four people was not a little bit behind, and the results were broken.

Zhou Bing did not fall behind here.

But his grades are still not as good as the top four.

Yuan Guoqiang and the others could only shake their heads when they looked at the results. They all felt that Zhou Bing performed well enough, but they were not lucky.

This result is enough to enter the finals in any competition in any year.

Only this year.

His group of powerful people are too cruel.

This resulted in not getting the top three.

Only Su Shen.

I didn't feel any frustration after seeing this score.

Instead, he looked at Zhou Bing below in his heart.

This person brought him from Xiangshan Sports School.

Smile.

In a noisy scene.

The sound of him speaking may not have heard Zhao Haohuan beside him.

"Congratulations, Abing."

"Congratulations on entering the finals."

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