Chapter 42 is not good
At the moment of the gunshot, in the middle of the interval, Lin Yang and the other seven players gathered momentum.
The starting duel between the runners was too short for the audience to notice at all.
But after the start, the audience was lamenting Su Bingtian's speed, and they were also lamenting Lin Yang's speed.
The referee of the 100-meter final is the referee of the previous 100-meter preliminaries and 100-meter semi-finals.
The word fast is vividly embodied in Lin Yang's body.
The speed of the first half of the race, the referee believes that there is nothing wrong with the speed of the top two in China.
However, the speed in the first half of the race was so recognized, which turned out to be a non-standard action, which was also the reason why the referee was impressed by Lin Yang.
It's just that in the 100-meter event, there has never been any law that says that the 100-meter action standard can run the fastest, or the action is not standard, it must not run fast.
It's that the action standard must not be bad, and the action standard is not necessarily the action standard if you run fast.
Under such a fast movement, the action is not standard, which is a feature that can make anyone's eyes shine.
After a period of training, Lin Yang's actions have been completely divorced from ugliness, but in the eyes of professionals, they are still unprofessional.
The acceleration was very fast, and the six runners were behind Su Bingtian, while Su Bingtian was behind Lin Yang.
can make the audience more deeply understand that speed is vividly reflected in Lin Yang's body.
Immersing oneself in acceleration is one's advantage, and one can only open up a larger distance for other competitors in the first half.
Now Lin Yang feels that he is controlling his body, as if he is controlling a racing car.
What are you doing? I was stepping on the accelerator so that I could throw off the other players as fast as possible.
The player next to Lin Yang called this player who couldn't see him, but who surpassed himself by "brushing-", called him a "big black mouse". ”
Feeling a black shadow rushing past him, he didn't even have time to react.
In just thirty meters, Lin Yang had already opened up a distance of about one position from Su Bingtian.
Su Bingtian, who is temporarily in second place, has opened up a distance of about a position from the player who is temporarily in third.
The current speed is far from enough, Lin Yang is far from being satisfied, swinging his arms and kicking his legs, so that he can continue to maintain an efficient speed.
The mouth has unconsciously cooperated with the nose to breathe, but in the high-speed running, Lin Yang has not noticed it at all.
Exhaustion, for the time being, did not let the sharp organs of Lin Yang's body sense it.
What's more, it's still full of fighting spirit, as well as Lin Yang's own excitement and excitement.
Wang Xiaoshuai's teeth unconsciously bit a small piece of flesh on his lips, and the whole person's attention was completely on the track and field, his friends Su Bingtian and Lin Yang, who he was worried about and concerned about.
The noisy discussions around were temporarily ignored by Wang Xiaoshuai.
As for Coach Yuan, he didn't make much movement, thinking that Coach Yuan was not worried at all, no, no, no, no, his frowning brows revealed his emotional tension.
In the fleeting field, the fifty meters passed quietly, and it seemed that the fifty meters were continuous, but in fact, it only took a few seconds under the running of the athletes.
After raising his head, the two figures were in front of the other six players, Su Bingtian, who was relatively close, and Lin Yang, who was relatively far away.
In the 100-meter final, all those who are left are geniuses among geniuses, and no one intimidates anyone.
Zhang Beimeng looked at the two players in front of him, not panicking at all, this whole game has just passed halfway.
With half the way to go, the race is far from over.
As the strongest of his peers, Zhang is not afraid of any challenge.
Staring at the finish line fifty meters away in the distance, Zhang accompanied Meng to run on the way and continued to improve his speed.
Su Bingtian felt a huge pressure, because the extraordinarily frequent footsteps behind him made Su Bingtian feel pressure.
Lin Yang, who was in front of Su Bingtian, also felt the hurried footsteps behind him.
Lin Yang didn't need to think about it, he guessed that it must be Su Bingtian.
Because in Lin Yang's subconscious, only Su Bingtian could barely catch up with himself.
Looking directly at the runway in front of him and the finish line not far away, Lin Yang certainly remembered the task released by the all-round sports system.
Of course, Lin Yang could only tell himself that he would not be sorry for himself if he went all out.
After all, I have worked hard and fought hard, and the final result can only depend on the final strength.
Hurriedly passed twenty meters again, and Su Bingtian watched the other players catch up.
One player, two players, made Su Bingtian a little flustered, but Su Bingtian hurriedly calmed his emotions.
Because as long as you mess up your mentality, you will also mess up your running rhythm.
This is quite detrimental to my grades.
The players behind caught up with Lin Yang, and Lin Yang also knew that it was a normal thing.
After all, in the 100-meter semi-finals, he is no longer in the first place, let alone the current 100-meter final.
But it was only 70 meters, and he was chased by the runners.
Stabilizing his emotions, Lin Yang is trying his best to let himself play to the level he should have.
This is the 100-meter final, and a fraction of a second can lead to a place in the rankings.
With the first player surpassing Lin Yang, there is a second player.
Lin Yang no longer thinks about the fact that other players have caught up with him, and he doesn't think much about this mission.
Now Lin Yang just wants to go all out to run the entire 100-meter final, as long as he goes all out, Lin Yang doesn't feel that he has anything to regret.
Wang Xiaoshuai in the audience was about to die in a hurry, and one by one the players caught up with Su Bingtian and Lin Yang.
And this is already eighty meters, and there is only less than twenty meters left from the end.
And now Lin Yang is already in the sixth position, and Su Bingtian is slightly ahead of Lin Yang, fifth.
Both were already at the back of the group as a whole.
As the first strength of the provincial team, Liang Jiahong is barely stable in front of Su Bingtianluo.
However, the gap between everyone is very weak.
It's almost the kind of trend that if you are not careful, you will be caught up by other players.
Therefore, Wang Xiaoshuai is very worried, and he is deeply afraid that Lin Yang or Su Bingtian will be surpassed by other players.
Lin Yang and Su Bingtian's positions are already relatively backward, and if they are behind, they will run to the end of the team.
Coach Yuan felt that what he saw now was reasonable and within his expectations.
After all, as a veteran coach with deep qualifications, Coach Yuan can certainly guess the approximate strength of the current players.