Chapter 481: The Battle in the Air

"The Bird's Nest is a blessed land, Ye Qin smiled and said that he didn't think it would break the record"

"Men's 100m world record is broken, this time it's Chinese"

"Ye Chin, I did it, I am the first"

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With the end of the "Good Luck Yanjing" track and field open that began on May 22, the news that Ye Qin broke the men's 100-meter world record gradually spread to all over the world, causing a huge response in the track and field circles of various countries, especially among sprinters.

May 31 morning, New York, Icahn Stadium.

On the warm-up track, Liu Yangyu stood in the middle of the runway, slowly moved his muscles, and frowned slightly.

Standing in the same position, he gently raised his leg and made a hurdle movement, and for a moment there was a faint tingling pain in his leg.

Liu Yangyu could feel that something was wrong with the muscles in his right leg, but he couldn't say the specifics for a while, and looked up at the sky, the sky over Icahn Stadium was cloudy, and it looked like it was going to rain at night.

Today is the New York Grand Prix, Liu Yangyu has made a lot of preparations for this race, and his race process in the past few years has basically started from the Osaka Grand Prix, then followed by the New York Grand Prix and the Eugene Grand Prix, and then returned to China to adjust, and then went to Europe to compete.

It's just that after participating in the domestic "Good Luck Yanjing" track and field open a few days ago, until now, he feels that the injury on his leg seems to have been a little recurring.

Just when I was training at Icahn Stadium, I felt that something was faintly wrong with the muscles in my legs, "Wait a minute, let the team doctor and Master help me take a look." ”

Standing in the middle of the runway, Liu Yangyu exhaled a breath of turbidity, and had some bad premonitions.

"Hey, Liu, didn't Ye Qin come to New York to compete this time?"

Just when Liu Yangyu was in the middle of a question that something was wrong with his physical state, a voice suddenly came from the side to greet him.

The voice was in English, and the speed of speech was very fast, and Liu Yangyu didn't understand it at once.

Turning his head to look, he realized that it was Wallace Spearmon with dirty pigtails, and waited for the other party to say it twice in a row before he understood that the other party was talking to him.

His English level is not particularly good, but there is basically no problem with oral expression and communication in the perennial overseas competitions, but it is a little surprising that Wallace Spearmon will suddenly ask him questions.

After a slight pause, he replied simply: "Ye Qin is currently training for the men's 4×100-meter relay race in China, and it is estimated that the next time I compete with you, it is likely to be in the Olympic Games." ”

"That's a shame!"

Wallace Spearmon shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands to a tall black Jamaican young man behind him, "Yechin didn't come, Yusse, it seems that this time you can only play with Jason." ”

"Jason Gaby?" The tall black Jamaican youth pursed his lips and said with a smile, "I'm going to win him, he's not going to be my opponent." ”

"Hey, Yusse, I've just heard that from Jason."

Wallace Spearmon spread his hands a little helplessly, said, looked at Liu Yangyu again, and asked with some curiosity: "Hey, Liu, are you injured?" ”

Just after warming up on the track, Wallace Spearmon noticed that Liu Yangyu's movements and amplitude were a little strange, very gentle, as if he didn't dare to use force, and it looked like a recurrence of injury.

Liu Yangyu was a little surprised by Wallace Spearmon's enthusiasm, but he didn't answer positively, just smiled and said: "The muscles are a little stiff, the weather in New York today is not very good, maybe I have to let the game go first, and then make plans when I get to Eugene." ”

"Oh, that's great, I'll also participate in the competition in Eugene, I'll go see you then, Liu, I'm your fan!"

Wallace Spearmon gave Liu Yangyu a thumbs up, with a bit of admiration in his tone, "However, brother, if the injury affects your performance, you'd better rest more." ”

"Yes, the body is the most important thing." Yusse-Bot tapped his chest lightly on the side.

Although it is not the same event, the men's 110-meter hurdles, as a short span event, still attracts a lot of attention in track and field competitions.

Many athletes in the 100m and 200m have run the 110m hurdles in both disciplines. Famous among them, like Jax Thelin, was a 110m hurdler in high school.

Especially after Ye Qin, many people have paid more attention to domestic track and field athletes, and Liu Yangyu, as a very dominant player in the men's 110-meter hurdles, is naturally unfamiliar with few people.

After watching Wallace Spearmon and the other Jamaican named Yusse Bot leave, Liu Yangyu was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that the two of them gave him a very polite and good feeling, although he didn't come to find him specifically, just to ask Ye Qin's situation, but this feeling still touched him a little.

But if you think about it, since Ye Qin broke the world record in the "Good Luck Yanjing" track and field open a few days ago, basically the reports for this period of time have revolved around him.

Compared with him, the current Ye Qin is only an Olympic gold medal, and Ye Qin has already won other honors. And considering that the popularity of the sprint event is higher than that of the sprint event, his limelight in front of Ye Qin has basically been suppressed.

As for Wallace Spearmon saying what his fans are, it's basically good to listen, but he estimates that the other party should have watched his game and is relatively familiar, so he will ask himself.

"I'll go to the sidelines and discuss with Master first!"

Looking at his legs, Liu Yangyu remembered a sentence that Wallace-Spearmon had unintentionally mentioned, and his heart was a little shaken for a while.

He's got old injuries this year and he didn't do very well at the start of the year, partly because of the pressure, but mainly because he needs to rest.

In fact, as an athlete to his level, he is already moving forward with everyone's expectations, but fortunately, he is not alone, in men's track and field, Ye Qin has just broken the world record, and at this time, almost the eyes of the whole country have fallen on Ye Qin.

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"Wallace, I'm going to have to keep warming up!"

On the other side, Yusse-Bot let out a light breath and walked to the warm-up track, ready to start continuing the warm-up.

"Okay, Yusse, I'll continue to warm up too."

Wallace Spearmon nodded and said to himself, "Maurice Green is retired, and I don't know if I can be selected in the 100m event at this year's National Trials." ”

Maurice Green, who once dominated the men's 100m around the turn of the millennium, announced his retirement in February this year, and the 35-year-old will no longer compete as an athlete at the '08 Olympics.

This is good news for other American sprinters in the 1200m, at least in the trials, which means one less strong rival.

Yusse Bott didn't talk to Wallace Spearmon again at this time, and his expression gradually became solemn when he stood in front of the starting line.

After he ran 9.76 seconds at the Jamaica Invitational Championship, he didn't expect Ye Qin to run two Osaka Grand Prix and China's track and field open, running 9.74 seconds and 9.73 seconds, the latter is still a new world record.

"Ye Qin, are you showing me your strength?!"

Yusse-Bot had a faint feeling in his heart that he was competing with Ye Qin in the air, although the other party was not in front of him, but after he ran this time of 9.76 seconds, Ye Qin returned two better times in succession, and the interval was within a week and twenty days, which could not help him not have such associations.

"But, in that case, brother, I'll show you how good I am!"

Yusse Bot slowly moved his body on the warm-up track, squatted in front of the starting line, silently marked himself with numbers in his heart, and then accelerated and rushed out of the starting line.

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