The top five finishers from each group in the semi-finals advance directly, with the best two remaining players also qualifying.

Ramz was drawn into the first group, which also included Kenya's Jog, Italy's O'Bright, Morol's Igouid, South Africa's Devontel and Ramz's compatriot Ali. These people all have the strength to enter the finals, and the strength of other players to enter the finals depends on luck.

Ramz, the favourite, undoubtedly topped his group, followed by Igouid, Kenya's Jog and Italy's Obreanster in third and fourth, Ali in fifth, South Africa's Devontel in sixth, and Qatar's Bashir in seventh, with only 0.2 seconds separating them from each other, both of whom were likely to qualify with their best time since fifth.

After the first set of matches, the second set of matches began immediately.

At the starting line, Kenya's Kiprop, the favourite behind Ramzi, was looking at Zhang Guan with a chill in his eyes.

Zhang Guan ran a time of 3:32.87 in the semi-finals, which is a time that qualifies for the championship, so anyone who comes for the championship will see Zhang Guan as a competitor.

"Having a Ramz is a headache enough, and now there's another Zhang Guan!" Kiprop frowned slightly, he felt that Zhang Guan might be more difficult to deal with than Ramz, because Zhang Guan was playing at home.

In the middle and long-distance running, in the final stage, the athlete's physical strength is actually very little, at this time, in addition to the physical reserve, the more important thing is to compete for willpower. The enthusiasm of the audience in the Bird's Nest, Ki Propp has seen it, and Zhang Guan is even more popular here, on this field, Zhang Guan can get the infinite encouragement given by the audience, which is obviously a great support for Zhang Guan, even if it is a player with very weak willpower, after hearing the cheers of tens of thousands of people in the audience, it will become a bull in estrus.

Kiprop looked solemn as he stood in front of the starting line, adjusting his breath and preparing to start the race.

Inadvertently, Kiprop glanced towards the waiting area and saw Moroccan Igouid looking at him with a smile.

Kiprop immediately remembered that before the preliminaries, he had laughed at Igouid, who couldn't even run Zhang Guan, a sprinter who hadn't competed in two years.

"I've laughed at Igouid before, and Iguid is definitely ready to see me laugh now." A wave of anger appeared on Kiprop's face, he snorted coldly, and said secretly in his heart: "I'm not like Igouid, it's impossible for me to lose to Zhang Guan!" ”

In addition to Kiprop, France's Baralla and Spain's Siquelo are also in the group, both of whom are also very strong players.

Before the starting line, Zhang Guan looked at the runners around him.

"That's a lot of black people! The shorter man over there is an Algerian, the skinny man here is an Ethiopian, and the Kenyan seems to be Kiprop, the favourite to win the 1500m event behind Ramz. The French player is also black...... "Zhang Guan took a look and found that apart from himself, only Spaniard Siquelo, information board player Willis and Canadian player Sullivan are not black.

"The coach said before that you should be careful when you encounter black African runners in the middle distance, there are Ethiopians, Algerians and Kenyans here, and maybe there are some of them very good. In particular, Kenya's Kiprop is very strong and is also the favorite to win the 1500m event at this Olympic Games, so I'll run after him in a while! ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Guan stared at Kiprop.

With a gunshot, the game began,

Zhang Guan's level of grabbing is still not good, but this time his path is relatively inside, greatly shortening the distance of grabbing, so in the end he still occupies a better position and follows behind Kiprop as he wished.

Twelve runners made it through the straights, at which point the rush was almost over, and several runners who were not very happy with their position attacked in the first corner.

Some people want to run in front, others don't want to lead the race, some people feel that they are in a good position, and a physical and psychological intrigue is inevitable to prevent them from falling out of position. Those who want to get a better position include Algeria's Berkenza.

Kiprop noticed that Zhang Guan was following him, and he was about to come to interfere with Zhang Guan's rhythm of the game, only to find that the Algerian Berkensa was chasing after him from the outside, apparently hoping to get a better position.

"Maybe you can give Zhang Guan a dismount!" Kiprop secretly observed Berkensa's position, and he was going to suddenly increase his speed when Berkentha was approaching, so that there would be a gap between him and Zhang Guan because of the difference in speed, and if Berkensa could seize the opportunity, he could insert this gap and squeeze Zhang Guan behind.

It's a trick in middle-distance running, and it's a trick that Africans, especially Kenyans and Ethiopians, like to use to disrupt the pace of the race by blocking other runners behind them.

By the end of the first corner, Berkensa was approaching, and Kiprop decided the time had come and immediately began to accelerate suddenly.

"Berkensa should have already cut the line between me and Zhang Guan!" Kiprop took advantage of the corner into the straight to sneak a peek, only to find that Zhang Guan was still behind him.

"Huh? Or Zhang Guan? Did Berkensa miss out on a good opportunity? This idiot can't even seize such a good opportunity! Kiprop decided to create another chance for Berkensa, and although it would have drained his own stamina, the daring Kiprop clearly didn't care about exerting more stamina to interfere with the rhythm of Zhang Guan's game.

Kiprop adjusted his tempo slightly, waited for Birkensa to catch up, and then accelerated sharply again.

"Berkensa must have taken a chance this time!" Kiprop turned his head slightly, looked to the side, and found that Berkentha was no longer on the outer runway, and Kiprop knew that Berkentha must have successfully entered the innermost runway, and immediately felt happy.

"It seems that Berkensa has successfully cut between me and Zhang Guan, and I think Berkensa and Zhang Guan should go through a struggle next!"

Kiprop was much more settled, and he continued to run forward in a regular manner, until he entered the corner here, and then used the turn to observe the riders behind him.

A red figure appeared in Kiprop's line of sight.

"Red tracksuits? Algerian tracksuits are white vests and green shorts, and it's not Berkensa behind me, so who is it? Who in this group has a red jersey? China? Zhang Guan! Kiprop was taken aback at the thought of this, and he looked back again, and found that it was Zhang Guan who was following him.

"Why is it still Zhang Guan? What about Berkensa? Kiprop looked carefully, and only then did he see the figure of Berkentha behind Zhang Guan, and before that, Berkensa was blocked by Zhang Guan's figure, so Kiprop didn't see it.

"What's going on? How did Berkensa follow Zhang Guan? Kiprop was puzzled, but one thing was certain, his little trick had failed.

PS: Today's fourth chapter is delivered, and the chapter owed yesterday has finally been completed. But as I said before, I will inevitably add more changes every weekend, so I will try to write another chapter after passing the level, which can be regarded as adding more to the weekend! I will go to bed after writing the fifth chapter today. Thank you for your monthly passes! (To be continued.) )