The starting gun rang out again, and Zhang Guan and Powell rushed out of the starting line at the same time.

Next, Zhang Guan and Powell were neck and neck, competing with each other very anxiously, especially after 40 meters, the two were already ahead of other athletes. And that's exactly what everybody wants to see, where the two fastest people in the world are competing side by side, fighting and fighting, and then a few seconds later.

"Zhang! Sheet! Sheet! ”

"Powell! Powell! Powell! ”

The crowd shouted the names of the two men, and the audience, young and old, fell into a frenzy, and the frantic shouts around Sharapova shook a little uncomfortable, she had no idea that the top track and field event would be like this.

On the tennis court, the crowd also cheered, but more often than not, there was a gentlemanly applause, and it was always at the end of a ball, and the audience was often quiet during the tennis player's serve. But the 100-meter dash is different, the whole race process is less than ten seconds, but the excitement brought by these ten seconds is enough to make a weak person's hormones explode instantly, for the audience of the 100-meter dash, they need to shout, need to vent, and need to relieve the tension in their hearts through excited and exaggerated performance.

Then, Sharapova focused her attention on the track, which was almost halfway through the race, and Zhang Guan and Powell were still at the same level.

"Zhang Guan! Powell! Powell! Zhang Guan! The more neutral narrators in front of the TV didn't know whose name to call, because the two seemed to be inseparable.

However, the narrator of the domestic central electricity is different, his commentary is obviously biased, even though it is late at night in China, but the narrator is as excited as a miner digging a gold mine.

"Zhang Guan's start was very good! He's accelerating, come on! Okay, surpassing the other athletes! And Powell too! They are fighting for the first place. But Zhang Guan is slightly ahead! Zhang Guan has an advantage! The narrator yelled into the microphone.

In the broadcast studio, the originally sleepy director has been shocked by the commentator's passionate commentary, he looked up at the screen, obviously Zhang Guan and Powell are neck and neck, where can the commentator see that Zhang Guan is ahead? What do you mean by "and Powell too"? The bias of this interpretation is also too obvious. But then the director shook his head, not biased towards his compatriots, do you want to favor those big old black athletes?

The commentator in the studio didn't realize this at all, he really hoped that Zhang Guan would win, and he did bring his emotions to the game.

"Come on! More than go! More than go! The narrator puffed up his chest with high interest, and his arms began to wave unconsciously. For a man who eats by mouth. It's a real rarity.

The narrator's commentary was very cool and passionate, while the atmosphere on the field was very hot and tense, although the athletes had just run 50 meters, the coaches of the two teams seemed to feel that hours had passed.

The media has been hyping up the competition for the "world's No. 1 flyer", the athletes are under great pressure, and the coaches are also under great pressure, and Powell's coach Su Erebo may be better, because Powell is the challenger after all, and the challenger is the weak side. Winning is naturally joyful, but losing is normal. But the pressure on Yu is much greater than that of Suereber, and he knows that this is the biggest challenge Zhang Guan has faced in his career, and it is also the biggest challenge he has faced since his career as a professional teacher. Yu guessed that Zhang Guan might lose this game, and Yu also knew that Powell was unlikely to break the world record in this game, and as long as Powell did not break the world record, then Zhang Guan would still be the world record holder.

Yu Gui didn't want Zhang Guan to lose. Zhang Guan's rise is too fast and too young, since Zhang Guan's debut. From undefeated, every game, whether it is the preliminary round, the semi-final or the final, Zhang Guan is the first, along the way, Zhang Guan is too smooth, Yu Gui is very worried that Zhang Guan will not be able to withstand the blow of failure.

"Come on! Zhang Guan, you are the strongest! A shout sounded from Director Yu's side, this was Liu Feiren's voice, but Director Yu could feel that Liu Feiren was not just cheering, but that voice contained a kind of trust in Zhang Guan!

"Trust!" Director Yu suddenly realized that he was wrong! In the past two years, Zhang Guan has never failed, he has won the first place in all the competitions he has participated in, in this case, why worry about him, why not choose to trust him!

"I believe in you, and I should believe in you! Even if you're still behind at the last second, I should believe you! You're going to be able to beat Powell! I believe you! Director Yu suddenly felt much more relaxed, and then shouted along.

In the next moment, the track finally changed.

Fifty meters is only half of the 100-meter race, but it is also a watershed for the world's top athletes and first-class athletes, the first 50 meters, the gap between top athletes and first-class athletes is not so big, but after 50 meters, top athletes will gradually show absolute advantages. The world's top athletes, Zhang Guan and Powell, are just starting their race at the 50m mark.

Powell enjoyed the feeling now, listening to the sound of the air flying past his ears, feeling the tremors between the stretches and contractions of his muscles, and finally finding the feeling he had a week ago when he ran 9.77 seconds in Athens.

"Yes, that's what it feels like! That's great! That's what I need. This speed, this sense of rhythm, come on, let me go faster! Faster! Powell kept cheering himself up, and although he didn't find this feeling until halfway through the race, he didn't think it was too late, because his battle with Zhang Guan really began.

Powell began to think in his heart: "At this speed, although I can't beat my own time, the final speed must be about 9.80 seconds!" I'm going to win this game! Zhang Guan, I defeated you this time, but this is just the beginning, and I will defeat again in the future...... What the! ”

A moment ago, Powell was still cheering that he had found his best form. is still dreaming of defeating Zhang Guan.

The next moment, Zhang Guan slowly, slowly, overtook Powell.

In fact, this process is slow at all, in the eyes of others is just a blink of an eye, but in Powell's eyes, the whole process of transcendence is so long, he can even see Zhang Guan every time he waves his arms, every time he takes a step, every time he kicks to the ground, he seems to hear the sound of spiked shoes stepping on the track.

"How so? He surpassed me. How could he run so fast! Powell's pupils full of surprise left Zhang Guan's back.

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"More than gone! More than gone! More than gone! Coach Yu suddenly roared, his clenched fists raised high, and the entire coach's seat was startled by him. But no one blames the coach, at this moment, he should have this kind of performance, any coach standing in the position of coaching, probably this kind of performance.

Not far away, Powell's coach Sue Rebo had his mouth half-open. He could be sure that it was the fastest speed he had ever witnessed; He can be sure that Powell will never be able to run at this speed now; He has understood that Powell has no chance of winning this game.

"Is this the speed of the world's number one flyer? It's horrible! Suerebo also had to admit it. Zhang Guan's name as the world's No. 1 flyer is well deserved, and then there is a crazy roar in his ears, and then Sue Rebo suddenly feels a little jealous of the guide.

"To have a genius disciple is probably the greatest honor of a coach! Good luck with this bald head......" Suerebo sighed quietly. He is ready to accept the reality of failure.

However, the game continued, and Powell did not give up. He is still trying, even if these efforts seem to be in vain.

There are still 20 meters left before the finish line, but the big picture has been decided, and as long as Zhang Guan maintains his current speed, Powell will obviously not be able to catch up. The crowd in the stadium erupted in even more intense cheers than just now, this time they were not cheering for the athletes, but paying tribute to the soon-to-be-born champion!

Sharapova was already infected by the atmosphere around her, and she, like the rest of the audience, stood up and cheered for Zhang Guan. She then watched as Zhang Guan crossed the line, followed by the others who applauded the champion.

"This is athletics!" Sharapova sighed that this is completely different from tennis.

In tennis, the general tennis stadium can accommodate between 3,000 and 6,000 people, in fact, 6,000 people is already a large-scale tennis venue, the main tennis venue of the Olympic Games is generally about 12,000 people, and the central venue of the four Grand Slams can accommodate about 15,000 spectators, of which the US Open is slightly more, and the other Wimbledon, French Open and Australian Open are similar.

But in athletics, there are far more spectators than tennis. The average medium-sized stadium in Europe can accommodate 30,000 or 40,000 spectators, and the slightly larger ones can accommodate 50,000 or 60,000 spectators, while world-class venues such as the Bird's Nest can accommodate 100,000 people at the same time. Just imagine, 50,000 or 60,000 spectators cheering and applauding at the same time, that kind of warm atmosphere, which is completely different from 15,000 spectators.

Moreover, the 100-meter dash is about explosiveness, and the athletes will give full play to the explosive power in their bodies in just ten seconds, and the audience will also give the athletes explosive cheers in these ten seconds. As for tennis, a match can be played for hours, and the crowd will applaud some good balls, but not as crazy as the athletics crowd.

Sharapova looked at the enthusiastic spectators around her, and at this moment she finally understood why someone would spend hundreds or even thousands of euros to buy a ticket to watch an athlete run for just 10 seconds, that atmosphere, that passion, that catharsis, even after the end, can still be remembered for a long time.

"Zhang, Zhang, Zhang, Zhang, Zhang......"

The audience in the venue suddenly began to shout Zhang Guan's name, at first only a few people were shouting, but soon spread throughout the entire Changdi, and tens of thousands of spectators were shouting Zhang Guan's name in unison.

Sharapova didn't know why this was happening, but then, the loud shouts of the live DJ made her understand why.

"A new world record!" (To be continued.) )

PS: At that time, I was enthusiastic about writing this chapter. Today's seven chapters of mission are complete! But it's not over yet, there's still more! Don't keep the monthly pass in everyone's hand, give it to me!