Football Kung Fu Player

【71】True Despair! 【5 More】



On the track, the third track on the left hand side of Wang Xing is Suzue Shingo; and the fifth track on the right hand side is the black player Ha Beibei.

The three started at almost the same time.

But undoubtedly, Ha Beibei is the fastest.

The moment the gunshot rang, this guy was already the first to rush out.

Press the gun and run!

"Ha Beibei, this is a gun run!"

Director Yu couldn't help exclaiming, looking at the start reaction time on the side screen, Ha Beibei's start reaction time was only 0.128 seconds. The reaction time of the vast majority of other athletes is about 0.15 seconds, which shows that Habebei's gun-running tactic is actually successful!

Chen Lao, who was observing from the sidelines, grinned: "Fortunately, this time Wang Xing's reaction time at the start is not bad!"

0.149 seconds!

Although it is not as fast as the 0.141 seconds of Suxuan Shenwu, the difference is almost negligible.

The eight athletes on the track are running with all their strength, and the obvious difference can be seen at this time.

Wang Xing, Moxu Shenwu and Ha Beibei obviously belong to the first echelon.

"Ha Beibei worked really hard this time..."

Director Yu was talking there.

But Chen Lao smiled: "He must win this match... If he wants to enter the final, he must be faster than the third place in the first group, and this group is death Needless to say, the group, Wang Xing and Sue Shingo, are the two strongest in Asia, if he doesn't work hard, how could he appear in the semi-finals?"

Ha Beibei's idea is indeed the case.

In his group, Wang Xing and Suxuan Shenwu are too terrifying. If he wants to qualify as the top two in the group, it is basically impossible for him, so he simply chooses to press the gun and run to fight.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

However, Ha Beibei's strength is indeed very strong. In the 2006 Asian Games, this guy won the championship at that time with a time of 10.06 seconds.

On the track, Ha Beibei took the lead and exploded at the black speed with all his strength.

He must ensure the advantage in the first place.

The cornering speed of the three of them was astonishingly fast. Of course, Wang Xing was the fastest. Although his movements were weird, no one present could clearly see the frequency of his legs.

At the moment when the starting gun fired, Yang Jian's voice immediately became a little excited.

"Wang Xing's starting speed is very fast, with a score of 0.145 seconds, ranking third, but it is already a world-class starting speed......"

"Wang Xing is accelerating, just like the last game, we can't see his leg swinging trend at all!"

"Although Wang Xing is walking awkwardly in this corner, please pay attention, he and Ha Beibei in the fifth group are obviously shortening the distance......

"It is said that Wang Xing only practiced the 200-meter sprint for three months. It can be said that he is quite talented to have such strength in three months!

Yang Jian tried his best to speak nice words to Wang Xing.

And Wang Xing on the track finally lived up to everyone's expectations, and the speed of catching up with the cicada in eight steps simply killed everyone in the audience.

"Ha Beibei... the number one Ha Beibei will be overtaken by Wang Xing!"

"This black man's explosive power is very fierce, but Wang Xing's sprint power is obviously stronger. …

"Close! Close...OK, Wang Xing didn't hesitate once and overtook in an instant! Wang Xing surpassed Ha Beibei and ranked first on the track!"

"We saw Wang Xing's explosive power once again, it is simply world-class, and even black players are no match for him..."

The emperor said excitedly there.

On the track, the black Ha Beibei, who was gritting his teeth and preparing to hold on to the first place for a few more minutes, was just about to run out of the corner and when he started to accelerate, the corners of his eyes turned black.

"what?!"

A tall figure appeared from the left of him and overtook him with ease. Habebei turned back in disbelief, and it was Wang Xing who caught up.

"shit, is this guy so fast?"

I was chased by this guy before I finished the curve?!

I am not one of those little guys in the preliminary round, how can I be led by this kid just as I stepped into the straight?!

Besides, he is of the yellow race, so is his explosive power so fast?

"I don't believe it, I still have speed and haven't exploded!"

As soon as Ha Beibei thought of this, she rushed towards Wang Xing who had just turned on the skill of Floating Light, and chased after him with all her strength.

Habebe used the persistent sprint force of the black man, trying to overtake Wang Xing.

But in the next second, Ha Beibei was completely desperate.

No matter how he sprints, the distance is still getting farther and farther.

"God...why is this guy accelerating too? He was running so fast on the curve just now, and he still has explosive sprint power?"

Ha Beibei couldn't imagine it, but he also knew that he had tried his best. Wang Xing was indeed quite strong, and he couldn't be treated as a yellow man. His explosive power was definitely not ordinary.

Scarier than black people!

At the same time, Ha Beibei imagined that Shen Wu, who is second only to Wang Xing, should also surpass himself?!

"Ok?"

He looked slightly to the right, and then found that Mo Xu Shenwu was still half a body behind him.

"What's going on here? Wang Xing has already passed me, and Moxu Shenwu is still behind me. This time... why is he so slow?"

Aren't they two players of the same strength?

The next moment, Ha Beibei suddenly realized that it wasn't that Mo Xu Shenwu's speed had slowed down, but Wang Xing's speed, which was very fast!

Faster than in the 200m preliminaries!

When reacting to this moment, Ha Beibei suddenly realized, could it be that this guy's time of 19.99 seconds in the qualifying round has not been fully exerted yet?!

Otherwise, how could it be possible to surpass Moxu Shenwu by so much?!

As for Mo Xushenwu, at this time, he was shocked to see that Wang Xing had gained an absolute lead.

Only by running with Wang Xing in person can we know how terrifying this guy is!

That explosive power, as well as the sprint strength that can instantly rush up anytime and anywhere, made Zhu Xushenwu's heart extremely cold.

He found that Coach Xiaolin and his prediction were wrong!

"..." I originally thought that Wang Xing was only a little stronger than me, but now it seems that his real level may reach the level of European and American black players!"

When Suzuki Shingo thought of this, he instantly felt extremely worried about this track and field trip to Japan.

With such a speed, how can we run the 100 meters and 200 meters?

(Zhao got it) How can I go beyond?!

For a long time, although Japanese sprinters have been invincible in the Asian arena, but in the international arena, they have been abused by black runners in Europe and the United States.

Not to mention Jamaica's peerless powerhouse.

For Japanese players, the 10-second mark requires the right time, place and people to achieve it, but for the world's top players, there is no reason at all to run into 10 seconds.

The 10-second mark is a natural barrier for Asian athletes, but for African-American athletes, it is a matter of raising the speed a little bit.

As for Jamaica, huh, 10 seconds will be despised by people in your own country, okay?

swish!

When Wang Xing was about to reach the finish line, he turned his head slightly, and he saw the bewildered face of Mo Xu Shenwu, and the trace of horror in his eyes.

Wang Xing knew that Mo Xu Shenwu finally realized the gap between him and himself.

Grinning, Wang Xing instantly tore through the finish line of the 200-meter runway!.


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