"It has started to slow down!"

"Su Shen Powell easily crossed the finish line, Carter then went over, followed by...work and rest!"

"I've also gone in."

"good."

"Run well, work and rest withstand the pressure and advance successfully!"

"The final result was Powell first, Su Shen second, 9.94s, Carter third, 9.97s, 9.99s, Gatlin fifth, 10.01, Currant Martina sixth, 10.21, Felix Gerte seventh, 10.49s, Pascal Mancini eighth, 10.58s."

“Wind speed 1.1M/S.”

"The first four were all opened for ten seconds, which was a very good performance."

"Looking at the performance of the second group, our players Zhao Haohuan and Zhang Peimeng are in the fifth and seventh respectively."

After saying that, this game was divided into the trails in front of the TV screen——

The first Jesuma Saidi Dur.

The second path Christopher Lemaitre.

The third way Tyson Guy.

The fourth road, Usain Bolt.

The fifth way is Zhao Haohuan.

Michael Frett, the sixth way.

The seventh way is Zhang Peimeng.

The eighth way Michael Rogers.

In this game, almost all of them broke ten, plus Bolt Guy and Zhao Haohuan, three 9.70 clubs, the value is so high. It is more introverted than the group just now and it is more difficult to break through.

"Don't keep it, fight with all your strength." Zhao Haohuan said beside Zhang Peimeng when he came on stage.

Zhang Pei nodded violently.

He knew that if he didn't do his best, it would be difficult for him to last until the end.

Among the first four, Guy Bolt Zhao Haohuan will occupy three, leaving only one Q, at most one more Q.

According to the performance of the first group, you must at least surpass the fifth Gatlin for 10.01s.

Therefore, it is necessary to break ten.

Only then have a chance.

Before Zhang Peimeng came on the court, he was already well prepared to face difficulties. In this game, he wanted to give full play to see his own quality.

After all, in addition to these people, there are two 9.80 levels of Michael Rogers and Michael Frett, which is actually very difficult for me. However, if I can achieve a good result and adjust to a better state before going to Daegu, it will be worth it.

It's just a diamond league.

Anyway, I can't get the top three, so I'm all training.

All of them are accumulating for OW competitions.

Thinking of this, Zhang Peimeng's heart was already much more relaxed.

“on your marks.”

“set.”

Bolt's expression came up was different from usual, and he was serious when facing the camera.

There is no usual laughter and hilarious mood.

It can be seen that I am in a bad mood.

Even Guy felt that such a Bolt was under too much pressure, and it put more pressure on him than the usual Bolt.

Especially psychologically.

Bang —————————————————

"The competition begins."

"Zhang Peimeng started well...Bo, Bolt rushed out soon!"

"He was really fast today!"

"Like an arrow from the string!"

"The acceleration zone is getting faster and faster, running on the way... Oh my God, he has already thrown away everyone a lot!"

"Gay can't catch up!"

Not to mention Yang Jian, even the rest of the people on the scene were a little confused when they saw such a preliminary Bolt.

how.

Run so fast???

Running so hard???

Isn't this a preliminaries???

Not an OW contest???

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Is this still the non-contest I knew before, and I almost didn’t do my best?

At this speed, Guy was pulled open after starting, and the acceleration zone was crushed. On the way, he was even more out of the way.

After the rapid explosion, the whole person was like a god descending to earth, rushing to the front with a speed that no one could resist.

this……

Is it Usain Bolt of the competition year?

Even Zhao Haohuan was shot by Bolt, which made him feel like he was burning water.

Huff, so painfully.

No one can approach him.

True speed of violence.

If this speed continues, no one knows how many will it be.

Fortunately, Bolt finally stopped the speed and finally jogged twenty or thirty meters.

call----------------

The first one is undoubtedly.

Moreover, because the wind speed of this shot was relatively high, reaching 1.7M/S, the past results were frozen at 9.80s.

No way.

The first shot is 9.80???

And just when Guy and his coaches were watching Bolt's preliminaries and were a little stunned.

Next second.

They almost petrochemicals were all on the spot.

Because of this result, it actually jumped from 9.80s to 9.79s???

I'm damn...

The first shot broke the 9.80s in the preliminary round, right???

Or is it a big achievement???

Although it added a good wind speed, it was also within 9.80s.

What does he want to do?

Forgot that this is not Daegu yet?

Zhao Haohuan and Guy looked at it, and were also a little surprised.

I forgot to look at my grades as soon as possible.

At this time, Bolt turned his head and looked at everyone coming from behind.

His face still had no smile, only a faint look, and a stroke passed by.

Then he turned around and left without even accepting the interview.

In a moment.

Even Guy.

They all faced the indifferent look of this person and subconsciously didn't want to take it head-on.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

"This is too exaggerated."
To be continued...