Xiao Ji was assigned to the seventh lane this time, which is not a very good path normally, but Xiao Ji himself likes it, the more external centrifugal force the smaller it is, which is most suitable for players like him who can't run corners. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After the start, Xiao Ji still used his own unique set of running methods, did not rush to catch up with the outermost runners, and ran unhurriedly at his own pace.

Merritt and Van Niekerk are the most conventional running styles, they don't need to do too many tricks, they just press people with strength, and the future is very fast, ensuring a good position, but not too ruthless, ensuring that there is still a certain amount of physical strength in the later stage.

Jamaican boy James is a great runner, the guy with the same name as the NBA star "Little Emperor" has the same pride as the emperor, he is almost running at a speed of 200 meters.

The effect of this run was obvious, his speed was significantly faster than the other runners, and he kept catching up with the runners in front of him at a speed visible to the naked eye, overtaking 6 runners in a row, including Xiao Ji, and he was the first to enter the second corner in the third lane, and also held a good lead.

Judging from the current scene alone, it seems that he has a great advantage.

In fact, the person who runs the fastest in front may not be the first to reach the finish line, and everyone understands this truth.

If he can stand out in the early stage and establish a huge advantage, even if the physical strength of the latter is not enough for others to catch up with him, and it will be miserable if he does not lead too much, and he is a dish with a significant drop in speed in the back, waiting to be beaten, and it is not impossible to fall to the end all at once.

The rest of the people also showed their own magic skills, using their own running methods.

A 400-meter race is far more intense than it seems, with not only a battle of pure strength, but also a clash of tactical options.

Everyone knows that there are various tactics in middle-distance running, and one of the important reasons for this is that in middle-distance running, it is a parallel race, and the rules allow runners to use their bodies reasonably to block other runners.

Sprinting, on the other hand, is a separate race, and the runners can only run on their own track, and once they run out, they will foul and cancel the results, which is too naïve if you think that you can't use tactics in this way.

The 400-meter race is not 100 meters and 200 meters, as long as you rush forward without a brain, no one can rush to the end in one breath for such a long distance, when it is fast and when it is slow is a very profound problem, others are unable to contact you, but through the change of speed to disrupt your rhythm and speed up your physical exertion, it is not too simple, especially when the adjacent pass.

Before the change of the starting rules, there was a sinister tactic of deliberately rushing ahead.

The rewards of a successful tactic are huge, but the consequences of a bad tactic can be severe.

James obviously collapsed, he overestimated himself, and after entering the corner, the speed dropped unusually fast, like the water that was discharging water, and he couldn't stop at all.

First Van Niekerk overtook him, then Merritt, then Xiao Ji and Maquara who started to make a difference, and it was probably a matter of time before the next runners overtook him, and there were still more than 100 meters to go.

With a lead of four, Maquara took the lead and unexpectedly began to accelerate around the corner.

The veteran has a lot of experience, and this risky move caught everyone off guard, running to the front and taking the lead into the final straight.

Maquara is very proud now, "Haha, I didn't expect it, when your attention was all attracted by James, I knew that my opportunity had come, and my strength could not compare to you, so I would have a surprise victory, I really want to thank James for this guy." ”

Only 60 meters from the finish line, Maquala was still in front, after the momentum passed, his speed also decreased, but he was not very flustered, he knew that this was a normal phenomenon, the last section of the road everyone ran slowly, just gritted their teeth.

"Huh", a green figure overtook him.

"Huh", another blue-black figure surpassed him.

"How is that possible!" Maquara's eyes widened, "Why? Why! How could they still maintain such a good speed, when they were rushing ahead even more fiercely than me. ”

It was Ruud van Nikerk and Merritt who overtook him, and they weren't fast right now, but just a little faster than Maquara.

Maquara knew that he had no chance at all, and it was too bad to see the title that was about to be lost, and his mental state affected his body, and his speed was a little slower.

"Maybe they've entered a different situation, a situation that Johnson and Varina only understand," Maquara suddenly realized, "Forget it, it's better than the two of them, it's better to take a bronze medal honestly, and you can't go home empty-handed." ”

As soon as this thought flashed, another figure overtook him, it was a red figure, and the speed was even faster than the previous two!

"I won't even be given a bronze medal!!" Maquala wanted to cry without tears, and he suddenly relaxed at this time, and he actually had the leisure to watch the competition of the three people in front of him.

Xiao Ji is very tired now!

Very tired!!

It's fucking tired!!

He now seems to be back to the previous 1000m run, that feeling is unforgettable, the difference is that at that time he can still choose to give up, there is a chance to make up the exam, and now it is the final of the World Championships, there is no chance to do it again, miss this time, wait two more years.

He can't give up!

He knew that his current speed was definitely faster than the two in front of him, but he didn't know if he could hold on to this speed until he crossed the finish line.

"Swing arm, swing arm."

There was only this thought in his mind now, reminding himself to increase the amplitude of the swing of his arm, and at this time any trace of strength must be used.

"More than one, and another." A thought flashed through Merritt when he overtook him, and in an instant it became "swing arm, swing arm".

Xiao Ji's mind was blank when he crossed the finish line, and he didn't know if he had passed Van Niekerk in the end.

"This is the 400 meters, which is called the most difficult event." Xiao Ji was relatively weak before, no one could force him to this point, he didn't know, but now he understands.

Fighting with all his might was no more comfortable than running 1,000 meters, and he bent over his knees with his hands on his knees, bending over and gasping for breath.

Xiao Ji was in good condition, at least he could still stand, Van Niekerk was lying on the ground immediately after crossing the finish line, and Merritt was not much better, sitting on the ground.

Maquara was the best one, with no hope of a medal, and in fourth place, he ran looser in the end and can still stand with his hands on his hips.

The next four also lay down two in an instant.

At the end of a 400-meter race, half of the best hands fell to the ground.