Zhou Bing was wearing the "scientific wind control technique", and his whole body became stronger under the wind speed of more than one meter.

The segments that have declined have obviously stabilized for a wave.

The effect this will play in the final sprint area will be abnormally obvious.

Even Xie Zhengye, who followed behind, could see the difference between Zhou Bing.

Since Brother Pancake works so hard, how can I still fall behind Japan?

Come on.

Give it to me, rush up.

Xie Zhengye actually started to hang the "Science Wind" 200 meters, and rushed forward quickly.

all of a sudden.

Kenji Fujii of the Japanese team was surpassed and gradually got rid of it.

Fujii felt like he was numb.

Why, this seventeen-year-old little devil is surpassing him???

I am not dreaming.

It must be a dream.

Have a nightmare!

Now the first four are turned into three yellow and one black.

Su Shen is the first, Augustod is the second, Zhou Bing is the third, and Xie Zhengye has already chased to fourth place.

There are still the last forty meters.

At this moment, Zhou Bing not only felt what the audience was expecting and cheering.

Not only did I feel what the changes in the physical state on the scene were mentioned by Su Shen.

I even felt that Hu Kai had been before.

Every time I can't win 200 meters.

But I still worked hard and after running, I felt sweet and didn't care what it was.

This is Hu Kai who is setting a 200-meter role model for latecomers.

Let them know with practical actions - we can do it too.

Our flower planters can do it.

200 meters, it can also be done!

Zhou Bing only felt that his lungs were getting hotter at the beginning, and the temperature was getting higher and higher.

When the whole person becomes hot and there is a feeling of "hot throat" between breathing.

Even swallowing became a little difficult.

But when he thought of this, he felt this inexplicable physical condition, and suddenly he seemed to be...

Forgot this physical discomfort.

Maybe I, Zhou Bing, have no chance to accept the cheers of the audience at the Olympics in the future.

Maybe I, Zhou Bing, will not have the chance to follow on a bigger stage in the future, and let the 80,000 audience members of the audience be mindful of following again.

But this time...

You must not let it go.

Even once.

He also thought of the plot in one of his favorite comics.

There is a sentence inside that for some reason, and it comes to mind.

"Dad, was your most glorious moment in Japan? And I... it's now."

Although I am not Sakuragi Hanamichi, nor the protagonist, I am not injured.

But at this moment, so many people cheered for me, looked forward to me, and prayed for me alone.

My most glorious moment.

perhaps.

That's now.

Isn't it?!

That's the case.

Then this shot.

I ran away and I want to pull it down for you!

A Tian said...

Asian stadium.

We Asians must protect ourselves!

Instead of these people who naturally naturalize themselves and think they can show off their power!!!

rush!

rush!!!

rush!!!!!!!!!

Hu Kai looked near the finish line. He originally wanted to hand over the national flag to everyone.

But seeing Augustod "hidden his weakness" so much, he became nervous again.

My hands holding the national flag almost got stuck in.

But on the big screen, when he saw Zhou Bing's eyes.

When I saw Zhou Bing's eyes that he had never seen before, but I hoped to appear on him and on everyone else's later generations...

He felt that his previous efforts were not in vain.

That spirit.

Please let them surpass their spirit and start to truly have inheritance.

"come on……"

"Come on———————”

"Please, win this championship!!!!!!!"

Hu Kai couldn't hold back anymore and shouted.

"Augunod has dropped! Opportunity!"

"This is an opportunity!"

When Han Qiaosheng saw that Augustod's speed began to slow down, he immediately shouted, and the audience also followed suit and entered the final tension.

The last thirty meters.

This sudden and unexpected 200-meter decisive battle.

Who can laugh to the end?

Zhou Bing felt that there was only a deafening "Come on" sound left on his ears.

He began to send his hips vigorously, stretched his strides, and his muscles were sore, as if he had forgotten them.

I don't remember it anymore.

Twenty meters away from the final point!

Augustode's figure is already in front of him.

There is only one position or so!

At this time, even Augustod was already a little tired. He felt that his pace had lost its lightness as before and was a little "uncontrolled".

This is not the case normally.

But usually.

He wouldn't run so fast in front of him.

Su Shen brought him a faster future, but naturally, there would be greater pressure in the future.

The body is even more uncontrollable!

This is definitely a rare situation for Augustode.

Because he actually had few official competitions for 200 meters, before the Asian Games, there were only five or six games, and he just made rapid progress.
To be continued...