When Zhang Yao thought of this, the blood in his body boiled.
He stood on his own track, constantly adjusting his state, trying to calm himself down and maintain that excited state.
However, this abnormal behavior made everyone around him feel a little funny.
The warm-up should have been done a long time ago. Now, the others standing on the track were only stretching their necks. Who was jumping like Zhang Yao? His movements were so big that he looked like a clown.
"What a joke." Han Yezhi looked at Zhang Yao as if he was looking at a clown.
He was on the track next to Zhang Yao. The two of them were very close to each other.
It wasn't just him. The other contestants beside him also looked at Zhang Yao exaggeratedly." F * ck, it's this clown again."”
"What else does he have other than making a name for himself?”
"This is simply too much."
The referee also looked at Zhang Yao in surprise, but he did not say anything. He raised the gun in his hand and signaled him to get ready.
The match was about to begin.
The surrounding Chinese spectators started cheering again, but their voices were clearly not as loud as before.
His eyes were also a little lost. He had failed twice in a row.
Could Zhang Yao change the situation?
No one on the national team believed that he could do it.
"How could his opponent be Han Yezhi? He definitely won't be able to advance this time.”Department Director Tang sighed and said to Xiang Zhang beside him,"I hope he can run in 10.20 seconds this time.”
"So what?" " Look at the audience," someone said unhappily." I think our track and field team will be criticized again after today."”
"Yeah, I can even think of how to scold us.”
The players of the national team were a little dejected.
"Shut up." Director Tang said sternly," Do you still look like the Chinese national team?”
"The match has begun." Zhang Xiang said in a low voice.
Everyone's attention was focused on the track.
Xiao Mai and Brother Yao also clenched their fists tightly and stared at the track.
On the track.
Zhang Yao's condition had been adjusted. His right leg was tightly pressed against the kickstand, and his breathing slowed down.
He didn't care about the mocking, mocking, disdainful gazes, and words around him.
There was only one thought in his mind.
Charge!
Charge!
Bang!
Gunshots rang out instantly.
The ten contestants suddenly rushed out.
Han Yezhi's reaction time had reached an astonishing 0.14, which made him even more eye-catching than everyone else at the moment he advanced. He had a vague feeling that he was one body higher than everyone else. The strength of 10.07 seconds was not just for show.
He truly possessed such strength.
Because he had been ridiculed by Zhang Yao before the match, he was even more angry this time. He wanted to break his own record and teach Zhang Yao a lesson.
The extreme anger made Han Yezhi not hold back at all.
So what if there was a finals in the afternoon? Anyway, he was going to lose to the Japanese on purpose. He would not win the championship.
Then he might as well release it completely this time!
His speed in the early stages was even faster. Han Yezhi had a feeling that he could break his own record this time.
Hahaha!
Thank you so much, that despicable Chinese person. If it wasn't for you…
Before he could think about it, he felt a gust of wind coming from his left. Someone was approaching him at high speed, and he even had a faint feeling that they were surpassing him.
Left?
Zhang Yao?
"Zhang Yao!"
The depressed Chinese audience suddenly raised their voices, and it even sounded like their voices were breaking.
They clearly saw that Zhang Yao's reaction time was clearly slower than Han Ye's by a little at the beginning. They thought that he would still fail, but Zhang Yao suddenly began to increase his speed and catch up bit by bit. He was even faintly surpassing Han Ye.
This scene made everyone's mind go blank.
At the same time, she screamed in fear.
"Victory! Charge!"
The sound of a sudden explosion sounded in the sky above the track, making everyone feel like a storm was coming.
This was the power of the Chinese audience!!
Zhang Yao naturally had to rush forward. His opponent did not have any intention of holding back, so how could he?
Since he wanted to run, he had to run to the best of his abilities.
He charged forward with all his might.
It didn't matter if his reaction speed was 0.24 seconds at the start. He just had to race!
Therefore, he rushed forward with all his might. When he was thirty meters away, he was already close to Han Yezhi.
Go to the back!
Zhang Yao straightened his body and accelerated again!!!
"So fast!" When Department Director Tang saw this scene, he suddenly stood up from his seat and stared at Zhang Yao without blinking.
The reaction time was about 0.2 seconds. It was a first-class standard. This was nothing.
But…the explosive power was too terrifying!
Thirty meters was already close to Han Yezhi, if he could still burst out.
He could surpass Han Yezhi.
And if this speed was maintained, it was very likely that... it would be close to ten seconds!
Department Director Tang's heart was surging, and the scene he imagined in his mind appeared again. He could not help but roar,"Charge! Ten seconds!"
His reaction as a spectator did not surprise the rest of the national team.
Because everyone was staring at the track, no one paid attention to Director Tang's reaction.
Zhang Xiang's eyes widened as he stared at this scene with his mouth agape." It's so fast. It feels like ten seconds…"
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