Chapter 83: A Night of Miracles (End)

How short is 1 second for the average person? It could be a student flipping through a page of a textbook, a teacher writing a letter on a blackboard, or the principal winking at a table in his hand.

But for the top sprinters, they can do a lot of things in that short sprint of one second, such as running three or four steps, swinging their arms two or three times, and most importantly, sticking their head to the finish line.

The 1 second, which is also indifferent to ordinary people, is extraordinarily long for them.

The first breakthrough was Morris Green, who withstood the pain of every step he took, but still completed the last outburst, he already had a hunch that this would be his last Olympic Games, his knees could not withstand such a fierce confrontation, and retirement may be his final choice.

"In that case, let's fight it one last time!" It was Morris Green's somewhat tragic roar.

The second madness is Francis, who left his country where he was born and raised, and became a naturalized member of the Portuguese colonizers, just to one day be able to get rid of the disdain that Westerners do not hide whenever they say they are Africans.

He succeeded a few years ago, he won the favor of the Portuguese with his outstanding sprinting talent, and now he has even greater ambitions, he wants to become a hero of Portugal and indeed the whole of Europe, and he dreams of one day his name will be etched in the history of European sport.

"So, I'm going to win!" Francis's roar is probably more direct, because it represents naked desire, driven by desire, people can do anything unimaginable, and now desire has become the source of Francis's outburst, and this time he finally chased Gatlin's clothes.

Gatlin, who was in first place, was probably the easiest of the four, as he had just crossed his physical limit and the power had poured back into his body, and it was only natural for him to complete a burst.

"At last I want to touch the highest glory!" For Gatlin, who was discovered by Kaiser as a teenager and trained since childhood, sprinting is all he has, and for him, the glory of the Olympic champion means everything, even if the glory shines with a little white medicine.

As for Li Xianfeng, who was at the end, he didn't know how he persevered until now, he knew that there was a huge gap between himself and these current and future celebrities, and he knew that he was only 16 years old and had a long way to go, but he still chose to run forward resolutely.

"Maybe I still love to run after all." It's not for fame and fortune, those things can be obtained more easily as long as Li Xianfeng wants to, not for the so-called glory, those are just accessories on the road to run, Li Xianfeng fights everything here, just because of his heart that loves to run.

"Li Xianfeng!" In the last second, Li Jian only had time to call out Li Xianfeng's name when he saw the four of them hit the line one after another.

"I'm a champion!" Gatlin still laughed at the end, with the final full force explosion, he and the three behind him came to drive less than half a body distance, and the final championship was also deserved.

"Who's second?" This is everyone's doubt, because Li Xianfeng, Green, and Francis are almost parallel at the last moment, which is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye and needs further confirmation.

"Regardless of the outcome, Lee Hsien Fung has worked a miracle, he is the first yellow man to reach the Olympic final, and the youngest competitor to compete in the Olympic final, whether he wins a medal or not, he is our well-deserved sprint hero!" Li Jian said emotionally.

And when the camera was facing Gatling, who was holding his hands high to celebrate the victory, in the corner of the camera, Li Xianfeng was slumped to the ground, panting constantly.

"Xianfeng, you've done enough!" Yuan Cheng, Liu Bin and Gao Song in the stands all applauded non-stop, their applause was dedicated to Li Xianfeng, who fought until he was exhausted and did not give up, as for Pei Xiaoxiao, he had already cried on the side.

"Justin, you're doing a good job!" After the game, as a former American hero, Morris Green took the initiative to go to Gatlin and offer his blessings to the new king of the United States, because Green knew that the sprinting era that belonged to him had passed, and a new era was coming, and that was probably the era of the former little brother in front of him, Gatlin.

"Thank you, glory to America!" Gatlin took the initiative to stretch out his arms and completed a hug with Green, and the phrase "glory belongs to America" also made Green, a veteran who has not left tears for an unknown amount of time, finally left tears.

"Look! This is a handover of the new and old generation of American flyers, and now the aging Green has handed over the sprinting glory of the United States to Gatlin, and I believe that Gatlin will not live up to everyone's hopes, so that the flag of the United States will always fly at the highest in the 100-meter field! The American presenter was thrilled and excited, as if he had seen that for the next 10 years, the United States would continue to dominate the sprint scene.

"Yes, the glory belongs to the United States, but the one who guards the glory will not be me." Green patted Gatlin on the shoulder one last and turned to the side, his back looking a little desolate.

"Don't worry, Maurice, I won't let you down." Gatlin shouted loudly at Green's back, but he didn't know what kind of monster would be born in the future arena, and he didn't know that Li Xianfeng, who was lying on the track at this time, would reach a peak that he could never imagine.

"I should have a silver medal, it's a bit of a pity, but a silver medal is not bad! It can be regarded as an explanation to the motherland. "Francis' home country is certainly not Nigeria, but Portugal.

Just when everyone was thinking about it, the final race result finally appeared on the big screen, "Justin Gatlin, gold medal, 9.89 seconds.

Morris-Green, silver, 9.96 seconds.

Lee Hsien Fung, bronze, 9.98 seconds.

In 9.98 seconds, Li Xianfeng became the first yellow person to run into 10 seconds! He made history! He is already a well-deserved Asian trapeze, and even a world trapeze! I would also like to thank Li Xianfeng, it is his hard work that makes our bright Chinese flag rise in the sky of Zeus Stadium in Athens for the second time tonight! ”

"Bronze medal? It's okay too. Lying on the ground, Li Xianfeng, whose brain finally recovered his ability to think, looked at the final results on the big screen, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.