Football Kung Fu Player

"This..…………

The Japanese were all in a daze, and the atmosphere on the sidelines became extremely depressing. No one spoke there, and they all stared at the figure on the track that was about to fly.

That crappy cornering technique, sideways but galloping as if out of science.

Centrifugal force on him actually didn't work at all.

Completely violates human science.

That body, which was on the verge of falling at any time, even ran wildly along the curve...he just didn't fall down.

Everyone who is so fast can't imagine.

The people who originally laughed at Wang Xing have all shut up.

"Fuck..."

Yang Zu stared blankly at Wang Xing passing one player after another, and rubbed his eyes unwillingly, finally... he confirmed that fact.

Wang Xing is not good at cornering, but he has speed!

Isn't this track and field just about competing for speed?!

"This kid... just told me that he is familiar with the track and practiced his hands. Damn his grandma, is there such a practice hand? 25"

Yang Zu cursed there.

But in an instant, he calmed down again. According to this speed, he will definitely be able to run to the first... Maybe he will surpass himself in the result.

No, definitely more than that.

"This kid's straight path is much faster than mine!"

Yang Zu analyzed in his heart, and instantly came to a conclusion, that is, Wang Xing ran faster than himself.

Damn, this kid...has unlimited potential!

He can dominate both 100m and 200m, and he will definitely be the leader of the track and field team in the future...Maybe, it is possible to surpass Liu Feiren and become the number one flying man in China.

Thinking of this, Yang Zu became quiet.

He immediately accepted the fact that he was the second child...Who made Wang Xing just break an Asian record in the 100 meters, this has to be accepted!

In the end, Wang Xing took the lead and stepped into the straight first.

And behind him, there is no one now.

The seven contestants had already been left far behind the curve by him.

The other seven people on the track are all catching up on the curve at this moment... They can't believe it, and they have already run out of the curve.

How many seconds have passed?

Chen Luo and Mr. Chen cheered from the sidelines: "Good job, Wang Xing...go for it!"

On the straight, no one can beat Wang Xing's speed at all... This is his world, he dominates Asia in the 100-meter straight, and no one can beat the 200-meter straight.

On the Japanese side, the quiet needle drop could be heard.

Everyone watched helplessly as Wang Xing switched to Glimpse, like an arrow leaving the string, paused again at the finish line, and then instantly tore the white finish line.

Wang Xing, the 200-meter qualifier, was once again the first to cross the finish line.

swish!

The big screen instantly displayed his final score.

1999!

Another Asian record!

thump!

Koji Ito sat down on the ground, looking at the record hanging on the big screen, his mind went blank.

Rao thought that Wang Xing was very strong in the 200-meter race, but he never expected that just over an hour later, he broke another Asian record.

creaking --

Moxu Shenwu couldn't help clenching his fists, his face was livid, he stared at the word 19 seconds 99, a trace of blood red flashed in his eyes.

The 200-meter men's Asian record of 20.03 seconds, which I defended so hard not long ago, was broken by a Chinese man who ran 200 meters for the first time in less than half a year.

And that's not counting, this guy.... actually ran within 20 seconds?!

Within 20 seconds...within 20 seconds, Wang Xing broke into 20 seconds! Our Tianchao player became the first person in Asia to break into 20 seconds!"

Old Chen roared excitedly.

Chen Luo on the side also had tears in his eyes: "It's amazing, Wang Xing...you are the king, the king of Tao!"

The entire audience of Tianchao was once again ebullient.

For this 19 seconds 99...for this new Asian record born again.

"Master Suxu, go get ready... you're going to play soon!"

Kobayashi Jinghe let out a deep breath, and patted Mo Xushengo on the shoulder with an extremely embarrassing face: "Don't think too much, do your best... This is just the qualifiers, and we will fight again in the finals."

"Yes, Coach!"

Mo Xu Shenwu nodded solemnly, bowed to Kobayashi Jinghe, but took off his clothes and walked towards the arena.

However, the moment he stepped into the passageway of the track, he turned around and looked at Wu Xing who was walking down the track, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes: "I... Can I beat that 19.99 in the final?"

he does not know!

The time of 20.03 seconds... is already the best record in his history.

Hey..…………

Mo Xu Shenwu clenched his fists and stepped into the arena unwillingly.

In the arena channel.

Wang Xing and Mo Xu Shenwu passed by, but one went forward and the other walked out.

Wang Xing didn't look at Mo Xu Shenwu, but saw Yang Zu and Chen Lao who looked excited, and walked out quickly.

On Yang Zu's face, there was obviously a trace of depression.

"Damn, you kid... With such a strong strength, you actually told me that playing is just for practice? You practiced and you made an Asian record 697?"

Yang Zu was the first to go forward and hugged Wang Xing.

Wang Xing smiled: "Luck, I don't know..."

"Okay, don't pretend, Mr. Chen told me that you broke the Asian record in the 200 meters three months ago... It's hard to hide everyone. You see it from the guide, until now Didn't even react?"

Yang Zu pointed to the viewing platform not far behind him. Yu Gensheng, the head coach of the Tianchao track and field team, still had a stiff expression on his face.

Obviously, I never thought that Wang Xing could break an Asian record in 200 meters!

"Hahaha.……………"

Both Chen Luo and Chen Lao laughed happily. They waited for this moment, but they waited for three months. Except for Hu Kai, no one knew Wang Xing's 200-meter strength.

So, this time, even Director Yu has been concealed.

Seeing Wang Xing glanced over, the assistant next to Director Yu quickly tugged on his sleeve, and Director Yu reacted abruptly.

After seeing Wang Xing, he shook his head first, then raised his thumbs up: "Good job!"

"Let's go, today's game, we overfulfilled the task..."

Chen Lao patted Wang Xing's shoulder, his face was beaming, 2 Asian records, this is definitely something that no one expected before the game!.