"The current situation is obviously a victory, how can the expressions of Chao Yuanjun and Lu Wei be diametrically opposed to the facts?"

Takahira now understands that the development of the game may not be what he imagined.

For this game, I obviously took it for granted.

Thinking of this, he felt a panic behind him, it was a small animal that thought it was relaxed and happy, and suddenly realized that when a hunter was ready to prey on him, in fact, the opponent was already not far away.

He subconsciously wanted to look back, but he still served his instinct.

He knew that maybe his opponent was not far from him, but he didn't know how far the gap between the two people was.

But you must not turn back, this will affect the speed too much. Even if you have a big lead, this turn around will be bad.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly relaxed and happy game just now turned into a torment, and Gao Pingshen's expression could not be relaxed anymore, he just wanted to finish his run as soon as possible.

In addition, let's see who won Shen Liang and himself.

The two men almost did their best, and Shen Liang narrowed the gap between the two in the second half of the corner.

Although this game is only a small game, the purpose of its existence is to let everyone fully adapt to the game before the big game.

Many Grand Prix races do not include the 4x100m relay race, and only a few countries with a relay tradition will include this race in the Grand Prix.

Now the game has become a battle between two teams going all out.

Winning this game will not only greatly boost morale, but also win a huge psychological advantage before the Olympics.

So Shen Liang and Gao Ping Shenshi both treated this game as the final of a major event, the strings were already tight, how could it be loosened at this time.

The two people have entered the baton area, and Asahara's Xuanji has begun to start. And Lu Wei stood at the beginning of the relay area, waiting for Shen Liang to get closer.

The four players of the Japanese team are relatively close in strength, and the only weaker player is Shinshi Takahira. It stands to reason that Asahara should be allowed to run a little more and let him run a little less, so as to make up for the weakness of the Japanese team in the third stick to the greatest extent.

However, Asahara is also 36 years old, and although he is still one of the fastest in Japan, his age does not allow him to run as far as his opponents at the same baton in a race.

More distance means more energy loss, and he is now declining not only in explosive power, but also in speed and endurance, and the overall decline in the athlete's physical performance as he gets older is an irresistible fact.

Lu Wei also began to start, and the speed of Asahara's Xuanzhi was gradually approaching the fastest speed at this time.

"Hurry up!" Lu Wei yelled at Shen Liang, and this sound resounded throughout the audience under the noisy cheering.

Asahara, Xuanzhi no longer looks backwards at this time, and the position of taking over the baton has been practiced thousands of times, and after entering the straight, Gao Ping Shenshi can send the baton to himself even with his eyes closed.

The long-term training has formed a tacit understanding between the two people, even at the limit distance, they will not collide with each other, and the two people have almost become parts on precision instruments.

When Shen Liang was about to approach Lu Wei, the latter immediately began to activate, and at this time, in order to catch up with Lu Wei's speed, Shen Liang's facial expression had almost reached a hideous level.

Asahara's Xuanzhi took over the baton, and then Lu Wei also got the baton.

"You give Lao Tzu a hurry up!" After Shen Liang gave the baton to Lu Wei, he roared in the absence of oxygen, followed by a big breath, he was like a person who was afraid to go ashore for 1 and a half minutes in the water, tilting his head and greedily enjoying the deliciousness of the sun and air.

After Gao Ping Shenshi handed over the baton, he saw Lu Wei chasing after Asahara, he slowly stopped, held his knees with both hands, and said silently: "I'm sorry, Asahara-kun, the rest of the game will get rid of you!" ”

This baton Shen Liang saved a disadvantage of nearly two meters for the Huaxia relay team, and by the time Lu Wei took over the baton, the gap between him and Asahara's Xuanzhi was less than 5 meters.

The most tragic moment began, without the shackles of the starting stage, Lu Wei rushed towards the finish line like an angry beast.

The neat cheering and shouting of the audience turned into a burst of exclamation.

Like a veteran who is about to be suffocated by his opponent on the battlefield, Shinji Asahara, wants to use his best strength to resolve this crisis.

As a battle-hardened veteran, he didn't panic and still maintained the rhythm he was used to.

He firmly believes that he is the guardian of the honor of the Japanese sprint relay team, and that he can still compete with his opponents with a lead of more than 4 meters.

Unlike Shinshi Takahira, he is not anxious to wait for the race to end quickly, this is his battlefield, and he will use his speed to defend the dignity of the Japanese relay team.

With less than 50 meters to go, Lu Wei was only about 2 meters away from Asahara, and the leader could already clearly hear the footsteps of the pursuers.

40m, 30m, 20m......

Just when Asahara, Xuanzhi thought that he could win the game, suddenly Lu Wei appeared in his afterglow.

"What! This guy actually used such a short distance to chase the gap back! Damn it! Can't lose! ”

When he was less than 10 meters away from the finish line, Asahara, Xuanji felt that Lu Wei and himself were immediately on the same level.

"Die!"

Asahara's Xuanji roared angrily, he was about to cross the finish line, and he almost lowered his head to press the line, and the victory still belonged to him.

Just as he was about to bow his head, he saw Lu Wei's shoes straddle in front of him.

Lu Wei rushed to the line first, and succeeded in killing with an advantage of less than one position!

"Still haven't done it? It's just a little bit worse! ”

Asahara, Xuanji hunched his waist and put his hands on his thighs, and at this moment he felt that the energy of his whole body was about to be drained.

The cheering of the audience, which was clear just a moment ago, has been blurred, replaced by the sound of buzzing tinnitus.

"I did my best, there were no regrets in such a race, I didn't disgrace the Japanese relay team, we fought gloriously until the last moment!"

In Chaoyuan Xuanzhi's sight, Hu Huo was the first to pounce on Lu Wei, and a somewhat indecent monkey came up the tree.

"These guys, it's really messing around......"

Chaoyuan Xuanzhi muttered to himself, and then he saw Zhang Yuanteng also rushing over and dragging Hu Huo down, and had a bear hug with Lu Wei.

For this hug, he began to run towards the finish line as he finished the race.

Then Shen Liang, who was still panting, also ran over, and it was still a monkey up the tree.

He was knocked down by Wen Ningyi, who came over last to hug Lu Wei and jumped excitedly.

The four of them hugged Lu Wei excitedly, like hugging a divine tower.

"It's good to be young!"

Yu Wei sighed, his voice trembling a little. This scene reminded him of his own youth, when he also used to run for the ease of the country.

It's just that it has never bloomed so brilliantly, which is really heartwarming.

The coaches and players of the Chinese track and field team had mixed feelings when they saw this moment, and most of the female team members wiped their tears, they had not seen such an exciting game for a long time.

Chinese athletics has been suppressed for too long, and everyone's emotions are completely released at this moment.

Soon, the female team member who had just cried broke into laughter again.

The other four people wanted to carry Lu Wei to the area of the Huaxia team, but they didn't expect the formation to collapse when they went up the first step.

Lu Wei grabbed the railing, looked at Shen Liang who was sitting on the ground with a smile, and pulled him up.

"How much do you weigh!" Shen Liang said indignantly, the consumption of 4*100 meters just now was too great, and the desire of the four people to join forces to carry Lu Wei back did not come true.

"I told you not to bother, just rest!"

When Lu Wei spoke, he found that Asahara, Xuanzhi and the other three people also came over.

He said something to a Japanese man beside him, and then turned to look at Lu Wei.

"Your Excellency is Mr. Lu Wei, sure enough, he is a hero out of a teenager, we have gained a lot of exercise in this competition, and we have worked hard!"

Saying this, the translator bowed to the four members of the Huaxia relay team, and then continued to say to Yuan Xuanzhi.

"The next time we meet is the Olympics, I hope we can work together at that time, and we won't lose again!"

When the translator finished speaking, Asahara, with a Japanese accent, said, "Come on!" ”

After Lu Wei walked away with a few other people, Chaoyuan Xuanzhi patted Gao Ping Shenshi on the shoulder: "Everyone, don't be frustrated, you must not give up until the last moment, there is still a lot of time, we have to fight until the last moment like a warrior!" We must train our superiority to the point of invulnerability, and then fight them to the death, Japan! ”

"Come on!"

The Chinese track and field team ended the Japanese Athletics International Grand Prix with 7 gold medals.