At the starting point of the 100-meter track, the men's basketball players watching the game on the court rushed over and hugged Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, you are so awesome!"

"I actually ran so fast for one hundred meters. I wonder if you are taking drugs!"

"I really relieve my anger. Who said we yellow people can't run at a sprint!"

"Hahaha, I won eight more medals, it's so satisfying!"

Everyone was talking and laughing, and they were all very happy in shock. Lin Feng beat Gatlin and slapped the faces of those Americans who always regarded themselves as the world's boss.

"Congratulations, Lin Feng, I really didn't expect that you have such a high talent in sprinting events." As the referee of this game, Maguire walked to Lin Feng with a smile.

"I was also shocked by my potential." Lin Feng shrugged: "Can I win those medals, can I give them to me?"

"Of course." Maguire said, and directly gave Lin Feng all the medals that Lin Feng had placed with him.

Of course, the American track and field team members who were also at the starting point saw this scene. They wanted to stop it, but there was no reason. They could only watch the medals of their American track and field team fell into Lin Feng's hands.

After Lin Feng won these medals from the American Track and Field Team, the gold medals in men's swimming and track and field in the two major American advantage events fell into Lin Feng's hands.

"It feels so good to have so many gold medals at the same time!" Lin Feng hung all the dozen medals around his neck, then glanced at the American Track and Field Team with a provocative look, took his mobile phone, and started taking selfies.

"If no one challenges me again, I will leave." Lin Feng shouted at the American Track and Field Team.

Sessions, Blair and others looked at each other without saying a word. First, they were frightened by Lin Feng's powerful 100-meter performance, and second, they had no gold medal to challenge Lin Feng again.

"OK, the Olympics will be over the day after tomorrow. If you still want to win the gold medal, tomorrow is the last chance. However, I have a competition tomorrow night and I have to train in the afternoon, so there is only time in the morning." Lin Feng said to Sessions and everyone, and after that, he was about to leave with his teammates.

However, at this time, Gatlin also returned to the starting point and stopped Lin Feng: "Wait a minute!"

"Mr. Trash, do you have anything else?" Lin Feng glanced at Gatlin.

"I will continue to challenge you!" Gatlin said with a dark face.

"Continue to challenge?" Lin Feng smiled as he heard this: "Challenge me for a gold medal. Do you still have it?"

"Of course, we in the United States have won 40 gold medals. This time, I will win back all the losses to you!" Gatlin said coldly.

"OK, this is no problem. As long as you can win me, my medals will be yours." Lin Feng pointed, all the medals hanging around his neck.

"Of course, the premise is that you can get chips. Although you have won 40 gold medals in the United States, others may not be willing to take out gold medals for you to bet!" Lin Feng added.

"That's my business. You wait, don't leave!" Gatlin said, walking towards Sessions and everyone, took their cell phones and made a phone call.

Lin Feng couldn't hear what he said, but he must be "seeking help".

After waiting for about five minutes, Gatlin hung up the phone and walked to Lin Feng with confidence.

"12 gold medals, two silvers, two bronzes! Do you still dare to bet?" Gatlin asked with sharp eyes at Lin Feng.

"It seems that you are determined to win all my medals." Lin Feng shrugged with a smile: "But my medals are not that easy to win. Tell me, what do you want to compare?"

"110m hurdles!" Gatlin said.

"What? 110-meter hurdles?" Lin Feng was stunned, and he didn't expect Gatlin to propose this.

"What? Don't you dare?" Gatlin sneered.

Lin Feng smiled: "You don't need to use provocation, whether you should fight or not, I will make the right judgment myself."

"So, do you dare to fight?" Gatlin asked. The reason he chose this event was because the 110-meter hurdles had very high technical requirements. Although Lin Feng ran very fast at 100 meters, he might not be able to put a hurdle on the track. The American Track and Field Team has the third winner of the 110-meter hurdles in this Olympics. Although he was the third place, he was only 0.1 second behind the championship. He was the top player in this event.

"I have to think about it again, or try it on the runway." Lin Feng was very cautious and did not agree immediately.

"Okay, I'll have someone go to the hurdler right away, you can try it." After Gatlin said, he almost told Maguire, who called out several staff members. Soon, these people placed two rows of hurdlers on the runway.

"You try it, if you still don't dare to fight, we can also switch to other events. In short, we must continue to challenge you and know to win all your medals!" Gatlin said.

Lin Feng ignored him, but walked to the runway to look at the hurdles, and then tried to hurdles a few times. Lin Feng still had a special feeling for the 110-meter hurdles, because in another time and space, Liu Feiren once proved to the world in this project that yellow people can run and win the championship in short-distance events. Even if Liu Feiren's various behaviors were criticized, the glory and touch he once brought to the Chinese people is an unforgettable fact.

Seeing the hurdles on the track, the audience couldn't help but start talking.

"Do you still have to play?"

“This time it’s a 110-meter hurdle?”

"Oh my God, how could Lin Feng, a basketball player, hurdle?"

"It seems like I'm not a joke. Lin Cengkuan is really going to hurdle??"

Qin Ruolin and the women's volleyball team are in the stands.

"Sister, is my brother-in-law comparing to 110 meters hurdles? Can he do it?" Qin Han asked.

"How did I know that this guy is getting bolder the more he plays." Qin Ruolin frowned, worried about Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng can't even hurdles, right? This is too strong!" Chen Ting behind him sighed.

"I am so impressed that I am so impressed. I really don't know what Lin Feng doesn't know!" Wu Qiuyue sighed.

Competition venue.

After Lin Feng tried several times, he felt that there was no big problem. At this time, several American athletes came to the scene. They brought more than a dozen golden medals, obviously sent to Gatlin as bargaining chips.

"How is it, have you thought about it?" Gatlin asked Lin Feng again.

Lin Feng thought about it again, then nodded: "OK, I promise you the challenge!"

"Are you sure? If you agree, you can't regret it!" Seeing that Lin Feng actually agreed to compete in the 110-meter hurdles, Gatlin couldn't help but be overjoyed. He didn't believe that Lin Feng, who played basketball, could still achieve what he could achieve in the 110-meter hurdles!

"Don't worry, since I promised you, I will never regret it!" Lin Feng spread his hands with a relaxed look on his face.

"Okay, it's a matter of determination! I'll bet on all your medals this time!" Gatlin said in a deep voice.

"OK!" Lin Feng shrugged and chuckled, "12 gold medals, 2 silver, 2 bronzes, this is really a big bet!"
Chapter completed!