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Chapter 32 Rematch

"How's it going?" As soon as Su Feng returned to the rest area, He Jun came up with a towel.

Even in such relatively cool weather, 100-meter athletes will sweat a lot after a race, so it is better to wipe it off as soon as possible.

Su Feng took the towel and wiped the sweat from his face and head while saying: "These people are not very strong. I just relied on inertia to run the last ten meters, which put no burden on my body." After all, the coach

On the sidelines, there are some things that you can't see clearly, so you still need to ask the athletes to feel at ease.

Su Feng then briefly accepted an interview with a CCTV reporter, and then drove back to the sports village of the World Championships.

The next round of competition will be held in eight hours, and he still has to go back and take a rest.

After resting in the sports village and having lunch, Su Feng did a simple warm-up in the afternoon to keep his body in the best condition at all times.

At 4 pm local time, Su Feng, He Jun, Wang Zongfang and others took the organizer's bus back to the Helsinki Olympic Stadium again.

Naturally, they were not the only ones on the bus, there were also athletes from different countries. Looking at Su Feng's sportswear, many people said hello to him, and Su Feng responded one by one.

At 18:45 in the evening, the second round of the men's 100m rematch officially began.

There were four groups in total in the semi-finals, and Su Feng was placed in the second group.

Although the organizer said they were randomly divided into groups, Su Feng took a look and it seemed that the other party had intentionally separated him from Gatlin and Green, in order to create suspense for the game.

Seven or eight minutes later, the first group's game was over, and it was Su Feng's turn to play.

It was night in China at this time, and the time was close to 1 am.

It's midsummer now, when roadside barbecue stalls are popular. At this time, most barbecue restaurants have tuned their TVs to the CCTV sports channel. Many people are drinking and watching the game. The stimulation of alcohol plus

The tension brought into the game undoubtedly made everyone more excited.

It is the weekend, and at this moment, countless Chinese families have not fallen asleep, but turned on the TV, wanting to see Su Feng's performance in the World Championships.

The last time Su Feng won the bronze medal in the Olympics, no one was mentally prepared, so the expectations were low and naturally they weren't very nervous.

But this time it was different. After the Eugene and New York Grand Prix in the United States, Su Feng seemed to have become a athlete who could compete with the world's top sprinters for gold medals. The audience's nervousness about gains and losses naturally emerged.

At this time, Su Feng had followed the staff to the starting line. Everyone's eyes were focused on Su Feng, fearing that they might miss something accidentally.

Standing in front of the starting line, Su Feng waved to the camera in the distance, knowing that someone in China must be watching his race.

"Huh!" Su Feng let out a breath and looked around again. Looking at the Finnish flags and the white people, Su Feng's eyes gradually became firmer.

"This is a foreign country, this is an international competition, and every result I achieve is to bring glory to the country!"

This time Su Feng's level is the fifth level.

The fourth lane to his left is Britain's Marlon Devenish, and the sixth lane to his right is Jamaica's Michael Flatt.

Marlon Devenish is a famous British sprinter, but his best time is still less than 10 seconds.

In comparison, Michael Flatt of Jamaica is even more impressive. His best time was 9.98 seconds set this year.

It can also be seen from this that since Powell, the Jamaican Legion has begun to rise, and in the end they are the ones who can truly challenge the status of the United States in men's sprinting.

Although Su Feng is confident that he will not lose to anyone, even Gatlin and Powell, if he wants to run relay events in the future, it still depends on the strength of the collective.

Of course, Su Feng alone can't do it now, but if Su Fei and Xie Zhenye can run well, they can still compete with them.

But the current Su Fei people are still in junior high school, and they will have to wait at least until the 2008 Olympics before they can make their mark.

"CCTV, CCTV, what you are watching now is the men's 100 rematch of the World Championships in Helsinki. Now our Chinese player Su Feng is standing in front of the starting line, and he is waving to everyone.

It can be seen that our players are quite relaxed.

In the men's 100-meter preliminaries held during the day today, Su Feng qualified for promotion with an absolute advantage. It can be seen that Su Feng's condition is also very good.

The game is about to start now, please don't go away."

"On your marks!" As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, a prepared electronic indicator sound appeared on the scene.

Following the instructions on the field, Su Feng stepped onto the starting block and was ready to start.

"set."

"Snapped".

"Game start!"

"Su Feng's start is famous for his super explosive power and speed. Such a start requires considerable physical fitness and can make full preparations for subsequent acceleration.

Su Feng, Su Feng has already reached the first place!"

At this time, thirty meters had just passed, and Su Feng had already gained a certain advantage in the initial acceleration stage.

After thirty meters, Su Feng entered the acceleration stage of running. In this group without famous players, no one could catch him and could only barely keep up.

Forty meters, fifty meters, sixty meters.

Seventy meters, eighty meters, ninety meters.

After continuous acceleration, Su Feng finally reached the peak speed of running at 70 meters. Although all the runners were accelerating, due to the absolute speed gap, the audience at the scene and in front of the TV only saw Su Feng.

The wind kept increasing the distance between me and the runners behind me.

After ninety meters, Su Feng once again gained an absolute advantage just like the previous game. However, this group was a rematch after all, so Su Feng sprinted forward two meters before slowing down.

"Huh?!" The moment Su Feng was about to cross the finish line, a yellow-green figure suddenly rushed past him, and then Su Feng crossed the starting line.

Su Feng rushed forward five or six meters and then stopped, but the opponent crossed the finish line more than ten meters before stopping. It can be seen that the opponent tried his best.

"Hi, Su, I beat you this time. I will definitely talk to Powell when I get back." Su Feng took a closer look and saw that it was Michael Flatt from Jamaica. It seemed that he had a good relationship with Powell. After finishing speaking, he looked at

Su Feng gave a thumbs up and showed his white teeth.

It is said that Su Feng has seen many black people in sports stadiums and on TV. They all have white teeth. He doesn't know whether it's because of their skin color or because their teeth are really white.

Su Feng now has some understanding of the black man's character, and shrugged his shoulders, "Hi, man, this is the rematch, why are you working so hard? If you win in the final, I will tell Powell, even though he has broken the world

record, but I beat him in the Olympics."

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