Chapter Eighty-Six: The 100m Final
Goldwind has an agent, but it is a matter of concern.
Now you can better devote yourself to the game.
The men's 100m final in the evening was unprecedentedly spectacular, as it was the first time that a Chinese had reached the final of the 100m at the World Championships, and no matter what Jinfeng achieved, he would have won applause.
However, Goldwind still wants to win the championship, because he has been given the task again, and the goal is to win the men's 100m championship, and the reward is still a free draw of the character card, which is what Goldwind wants most.
With his excellent performance in the semi-finals, Goldwind was also in a very good position, and was placed on the fourth track, next to him Tyson and Asafa respectively, who are also strong contenders for the title this time.
"Hello everyone, welcome to watch the men's 100m final of the Shanghai Station of the Track and Field Diamond League, my country's Jin Feng reached the final for the first time, and this is also the first time that my country's athletes have entered the final stage of the world series." Although Chen Jian didn't want to say it, he couldn't say it, after all, Jin Feng was very powerful now, even if Chen Jian didn't admit it.
"I admit that Jin Feng's strength is very strong, but he still has a disadvantage, that is, he has participated in more competitions, can his physical fitness stand it?" This is the only gap that Chen Jian found.
However, this gap is not a problem at all in the eyes of many people, because in addition to Jinfeng, there are also many people who will participate in two, or even more events, and the physical problem should not be too big.
Jin Feng had no way of knowing Chen Jian's evaluation, he was warming up now.
Because of the experience of the final in the 110-meter hurdles, Jinfeng is now very experienced, and he is not very frightened.
"I think it's not easy for Golden Wind to enter the final this time, as for the championship, or even the medal, I don't think I need to think about it, it's normal for him not to get it." Although Chen Jian admitted Goldwind's strength, he still didn't think that Goldwind could get a good ranking in this game.
There are two other people who think the same way, one is Tyson and the other is Assafa, these two people only have each other in their eyes, and no one else, people like Jin Feng they think are just occasional outbursts, and 9.96 seconds is not a very good result.
There are not many players in this world who can run to 9.96 seconds, but they are not few, so Jin Feng is not looked at by the two.
"Okay, the game is about to start." Chen Jian took a look at the preparations below, Jin Feng and the others were already ready, ready to start fighting at any time.
Asafa glanced at Jin Feng and looked directly at Tyson, and Tyson also happened to look over, and the eyes of the two met in mid-air, and sparks appeared.
As for the golden wind in the middle, he was completely ignored by the two.
Hearing the referee shouting to prepare for the game, the two closed their eyes, concentrated, and prepared to start the game.
"Bang!" The starting gun sounded.
"The game is officially on." Chen Jian didn't explain too much, because the 100-meter race was fleeting.
Asafa locked his opponent on Tyson from the start, and Tyson thought the same, so the starting gun went off and the two ran forward.
But as soon as they raised their heads, the two found that there was already a person in front of them, and between the two of them, an athlete in red clothes actually rushed to the front.
Seven of the eight finalists were black-skinned, and only Jin Feng was yellow-skinned, which stood out in the competition.
"Wow, the golden wind is rushing so fast." Chen Jian was a little surprised, although a good start does not mean that the result will be good, but with such a good start, even if he does not win the championship, he can boast.
Jin Feng ran with all his strength this time, he gave full play to all his strength, and Jin Feng also knew very well that the character card without a super explosion would definitely be incomplete, but he believed that with Bolt's normal level, he could also get good results.
Asafa is the boss of the men's 100 meters, he was injured a while ago, and he is optimistic, but his state has not recovered to the highest point, and he is anxious to desperately catch up with the golden wind in front of him.
Tyson is even more needless to say, he lost to Goldwind in the semifinals, and now it would be impossible to say if he still loses to Goldwind, and there is also an Asafa next to him, this guy can't be underestimated.
The two bigwigs desperately chased after Jin Feng, but Jin Feng didn't care, he didn't have eyes in the back of his head, and he couldn't see the situation behind him.
"The speed of the golden wind is very fast, and he didn't fall behind on the way." Chen Jian couldn't help but continue.
After running on the way, there is the sprint stage, if Jin Feng has a super explosive skill, he can throw the players behind him far away at this moment, but unfortunately, Jin Feng's skill has not been activated, and he can only rely on his physical strength to support it.
"Accelerate, Goldwind begins to accelerate." Chen Jian was still slightly looking forward to it in his heart, and he even secretly made a decision that if Jin Feng could win the championship this time, he would never black Jin Feng again in the future.
Asafa and Tyson also started to pick up, this is the last chance, if they can't catch up with the golden wind, there will be no chance in the future.
The three of you chase after me, it was originally a two-man meeting, but now it has become a three-kingdom hegemony.
"Asafa and Tyson caught up, and the distance between the three of them became smaller and smaller."
Golden Wind is stubbornly holding on to this advantage.
The audience was also very nervous, could China's first 100-meter world champion be born?
Yu Lu is also very nervous, it is not the first time she has watched the game up close, but it is the first time she has been so nervous, I don't know if it is because of the problem of Jinfeng, or if this time the championship is very important.
"Punch the line, hold on." Chen Jian couldn't help but say that at this moment, he finally stood on the side of Jin Feng, because this championship was too important.
Jin Feng could feel that the people behind him were getting closer and closer, and he also felt that his steps were a little heavy, but at this moment, he had to grit his teeth and hold on, and the championship in his hand must not be lost.
In the final sprint, Jinfeng felt that he had exerted all his strength, taking one step and crossing the finish line.
"With three people crossing the finish line almost at the same time, who will win the final championship?" Chen Jian is also observing, which is difficult to observe with the naked eye who won the championship.
Jin Feng panted, and the other two people did not perform very well, Asafa pinched his waist and looked very tired, Tyson bent over and supported his legs, and the three of them just stared at the big screen silently, wanting to know how many they were.