The moment he heard the gunshot, Su Feng's nerves reacted quickly. His legs felt the instructions from his brain and immediately exerted force. He stepped heavily on the starting block, and his body suddenly flew out.
"At the beginning of the race, Su Feng's reaction ranked second, 0.135 seconds. However, Bolt's reaction this time was only 0.137 seconds behind Su Feng. Come on, Su Feng."
Needless to say, Yang Jian, Su Feng discovered after starting that Bolt's reaction to starting this time was not as fast as his!
"Run!" The awareness of danger made Su Feng more concentrated. He must not lose to Bolt.
Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters, at this time, only Gatlin can follow Bolt and Su Feng, and even Tyson Gay is half a body behind.
After thirty meters, Su Feng stood up and raised his head, entering the acceleration stage of running almost at the same time as Bolt.
"Damn it!" Gatlin cursed himself fiercely. It was like this every time. From thirty meters on, he could no longer keep up with Bolt or Su Feng.
In this arena, no, it should be said that all current 100-meter athletes do not have as much experience as Gatlin and the two.
Others are either not strong enough to compete with Bolt on a regular basis.
Either he has insufficient mental endurance, or he has other plans. Although he is capable enough, he will not fight head-on with the two of them in every game.
Gatlin is the only exception. He has enough strength to appear in any competition. He will never avoid Su Feng and Bolt. He even specially finds competitions where the two of them participate, although he has never won.
But he never gave up.
It was because of this that he was so familiar with the situation of competing against the two.
Every time the acceleration started on the way, the two of them began to gain an advantage. Although it was not much, it was enough during this acceleration stage.
This shows that the peak speed of the two is faster than mine, so they reacted here.
It was the same this time, he couldn't keep up.
Thinking of this, a wave of unwilling anger burst out from Gatlin's heart, making his eyes turn red, and he even sped up a little faster.
But even so, the two figures began to move away from him.
Sixty meters later, Su Feng and Bolt reached the peak speed stage of their running, and the absolute speed competition had just begun!
Countless spectators stood up from the stands at this time, fascinated by the peak showdown of human speed before them.
Seventy meters away, the two of them were running neck and neck.
Eighty meters later, the two of them were still neck and neck.
Ninety meters, crossing the line!
While Su Feng was breathing heavily, he slowly weakened the influence of inertia, allowing himself to stop. It wasn't until twenty meters later that he stopped completely, and then turned around and looked at the screen in the distance.
"Did I lose?" Recalling the moment he just crossed the line, he felt that Bolt's feet crossed the finish line a little faster than him, which gave him a bad feeling.
"Wow!" In addition to the time it took for Su Feng to slow down, more than ten seconds had passed since the two of them crossed the line. The results of the eight-person race were displayed on the big screen.
First place, Usain Bolt, from Jamaica, started with a reaction of 0.137 and a time of 9.63 seconds (9.629 seconds).
Second place, Su Feng, China, had a starting reaction of 0.135 and a time of 9.63 seconds (9.630 seconds).
Third place, Justin Gatlin, USA, started with a reaction of 0.139 and a time of 9.70 seconds (9.699 seconds).
Fourth place, Tyson Gay, United States, starting reaction 0.141, time 9 seconds 75.
"Did I really lose?" Su Feng looked at the big screen absentmindedly, and then saw Bolt starting to run around the field.
"Su Feng is accelerating. Su Feng and Bolt have gradually surpassed everyone. Gatlin is chasing. Su Feng and Bolt have opened a distance from Gatlin and others. The two are competing crazily to cross the line.
!The score was 9 seconds 63, who won?
This time, Bolt actually won, and Su Feng actually lost. In a thousandth of a second, Su Feng lost to Bolt.
Although both men's scores were 9.63 seconds, both of which were so amazing, Su Feng still lost in the thousandth of a second.
If I remember correctly, this was the first time Su Feng lost to Bolt. Bolt was running around the field and shouting wildly. This was the joy of victory and also a way to vent the pressure he had accumulated for so long.
Su Feng seemed a little distracted, but it doesn't matter. As a commentator, as a Chinese, we can all see that with the strength of Su Feng and Bolt, Su Feng's loss to Bolt is not an unacceptable thing.
Su Feng, hold on, all the Chinese people are behind you. Winning or losing once is nothing, just win back in the future. You are still young, and there are still many competitions with Usain Bolt."
"I really lost!" Su Feng had calmed down at this time. Judging from the strength of the two of them, it would be a matter of time before he lost to Bolt. He couldn't win all the time, but when it came to it, he still
Feeling very unhappy.
Su Feng shook his head, and then began to walk off the court. At this time, Bolt was pulled by the staff to take a photo with his own track record. With the results of the two of them, no matter which track it was, as long as it was still
Those who have not been brushed by them will basically have to go through this once before running down.
"Su Feng, may I ask how you feel about losing to Bolt?"
"Will you just leave the world of athletics?"
"Su Feng, can you express your feelings at this moment? This should be what all the viewers want to know now."
Su Feng calmed down for a moment. He didn't want to be interviewed at this time, but he couldn't force these people away, so he could only say calmly: "Bolt's strength is not inferior to mine, and he can beat me too."
It's normal, but our competition has just begun. The next time we meet will be the World Championships.
At the World Championships, I will sign up to participate in the men's 100m and 200m competitions, and he should be the same, I will definitely beat him."
Su Feng's speech was sonorous and powerful, with an undoubted feeling. Coupled with his own strength, it really shocked the reporters at the scene. "It seems that Su Feng is really angry this time!" All the reporters were all shocked.
They thought that even when Su Feng squeezed them away, they did not stop him. When they came to their senses, Su Feng had already entered the corridor, which they could not enter.
"Su Feng, are you okay?" Wang Zongfang and the others were not far from the entrance of the corridor. There were too many reporters just now. He Jun was also afraid that reporters would interview people like him, so he brought them all here.
Wang Zongfang's friendship with Su Feng was second only to He Jun, so he was the first to ask if he was really worried about Su Feng.
"Master Wang, of course I am unhappy after losing, but I actually expected it. What I said to those reporters just now is what I meant. At the World Championships, whether it is 100 meters or 200 meters, I will definitely win.
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After saying that, Su Feng nodded with everyone, especially in front of He Jun, and then walked directly towards his lounge. He had won too much, and now that he had lost, he really needed to sort it out.
My own mood."
At this time in the world, especially in China, the news of Su Feng losing to Usain Bolt is like an exploding meteor in the sky, and the impact of the incident has just begun.