God of Sprint

Chapter 715: In the Rio 200m final, Bolt transforms into a lion king at zone time!

As Su Bingtian came on the court, the enthusiasm on the field reached a small climax.

"The next runner in lane 20 is Jamaica's famous athlete Ashmead. Ashmead performed very well in the semi-finals, running 03 seconds. He is also a very good m runner for the Jamaican team."

The tall Ashmid, wearing a big gold chain, pointed his index fingers at the audience.

"The fifth runner is from our Flower Growers family. He won the 400-meter and 100-meter races, and got the first gold medal in our country's sprint in 70 years. He is now the undisputed number one in the world sprint, Zhao! Yun!"

After Zhao Yun appeared on the stage, he walked straight to the track. At this moment, Zhao Yun was terrifyingly calm. There was no roaring and no unnecessary venting, only silence. That kind of silence made people feel terrifying!

A gentleman hides his weapon in his body, waiting for the right time to act, showing his bluntness to others and using his sharpness to guide himself, hiding his weapon to comfort the loyal bones and unsheathing it to calm the mountains and rivers!!!

Zhao Yun looked at the eastern sky and said in his heart, "Tiantian! Wait for me for a while! I will be able to go back soon!"

"Zhao Yun! Come on!"

"Zhao Yun!"

In the audience, the enthusiasm of the people was like a volcano about to erupt. They shouted Zhao Yun's name, and their voices resounded through the sky. Everyone cheered for him, as if their strength could be transmitted to Zhao Yun. This enthusiasm and support made Zhao Yun feel extremely warm and powerful. He knew that he was not fighting alone, and there were countless people behind him supporting him.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and looked towards the finish line firmly. He believed in his own strength and believed that he could overcome all difficulties. He would use his speed and strength to create a new history and also win back his beloved. At this moment, he was the world sprint king. He would use his strength and performance to shock the whole world.

"The runner in lane six is ​​Jamaican warrior Bolt, the 100-meter world record holder and the 200-meter world record holder. He was also the faith of countless track and field fans!"

Bolt also did not make any moves after he came on the stage. He walked straight to the track.

The lightning wings that the audience wanted to see were gone, and instead there was only the anger in Bolt's eyes that was about to spit fire.

Bolt's heart was like a volcano about to erupt, with flames of anger burning in his eyes. His mind kept replaying the past glory, the lightning speed, the countless cheers and applause, but now he felt that his honor and dignity were challenged like never before.

His heart is filled with anger towards those doubters and slanderers who try to destroy his faith and confidence. But Bolt wants to use his strength and speed to prove to everyone that he is still the invincible god of war.

He took a deep breath, and turned all his anger into motivation. He walked towards the track with firm and powerful steps. He wanted to let those who had laughed at him know that his speed and strength were still unmatched. He wanted to let the world see his lightning wings again and shut up those who doubted him.

"The seventh contestant is Xie Zhenye, the White Tiger warrior in charge of killing from the Flower Clan! Xie Zhenye met Bolt in the group stage and defeated him to take first place in the group."

Xie Zhenye might have been influenced by Zhao Yun and Bolt in front of him. He did not have the arrogance of the past. He simply waved his hand and walked towards his own track.

Beside him, the warriors of the Flower Planting Family gathered together, they stood tall and straight, their eyes were firm, as if they were announcing their existence to the world. They are the pride of the Flower Planting Family and the backbone of this country. They will use their strength and courage to show the power of the Flower Planting Family to the world.

The warriors of the Flower Planting Family were as hard as steel. Their eyes flashed with a determined light, as if telling the world that they would fight for their country and for honor.

The Han generals are all gathered! Born to be fearless! Fight to the end!

"The runner in lane eight is the Jamaican beast Yohan Blake! He is the second-largest holder of the 200-meter world record, second only to Bolt."

After Yohan Blake appeared on the stage, he showed his unique beast posture to the camera, fierce and domineering.

It seems to be telling the whole world that there is not only Bolt and Zhao Yun in this world, but also me, Blake!

"The runner in lane nine is an American, American sprinter Justin Gatlin! One of the five best sprinters in the world, he is also the only remaining runner from the American team in this final. This veteran has been fighting in the arena for nearly sixteen years, has participated in three Olympic Games, and has won an Olympic championship."

As the last glory retained by the American team in this 200-meter final, Gatlin faced the former rival Jamaica and the now aggressive Flower Planters team. He maintained his general style and appeared on the field with calm momentum.

It’s still the same posture of tearing the void with bare hands, and it’s still that familiar space-time tearer!

All eight players on the field have gathered. This time, the athletes from the Flower Planting Country and Jamaica have gathered in the middle. This is also a deliberate arrangement by the organizers, just for the gimmick of the China-Jamaica match, and for the excitement of the game, so that everyone can feel the comparison more intuitively.

Bolt turned his head and looked at Zhao Yun, "This is not the time for the 100-meter race!"

Zhao Yun looked at him and just uttered a few words softly, "Whoever stands in my way will die!" Then he no longer looked at him!

“Dear audience members, the athletes on the field have already made adjustments. This China-Italy match has been heavily promoted in the media before the start of the game.”

"Which side will be the final winner this time?"

"Is it our Flower Growers youth group led by Zhao Yun, or the older generation led by Jamaican God of War Bolt who will guard the final glory?"

Bolt's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and his entire eyes were covered in blood red. Blake, who was familiar with Bolt, knew that this was Bolt's moment, Bolt's zone time!

Bolt's zone time is a special state in his game. When he enters this state, he will become a lion king, his eyes will become blood red, full of fighting spirit and determination. His body will become more agile, his strength will be strengthened to the limit, his steps will become more powerful, and his speed will become faster.

Bolt's zone time is his ultimate moment in a race. When he enters this state, he forgets everything else and only focuses on the race.

He will be like a mad lion, using his speed to bite and intimidate his opponents and defend his territory!

Blake had seen this situation once before. Although it was during the 9-meter race and was not included in the official statistics, he still ran an astonishing 37 seconds.

It was also that time that made him completely lose confidence in challenging Bolt.

Now this moment has come again! Who can stop the Lion King from dominating the world?

on your marks!

Yang Jian said, "Who will win the championship in the end, Tiger King Zhao Yun or God of War Bolt? This is a question mark in our minds! Now the competition is about to begin, let us reveal the final answer!"

The moment he bent down to support himself, Zhao Yun's eyes became focused and sharp, as if the world only consisted of him and the enemy in front of him. His body trembled slightly, as if he was accumulating infinite strength.

At this moment, that feeling came!

Zhao Yun entered into a state of supreme selflessness!

Behind his entire body, a tiger symbolizing oriental power seemed to appear in the void. It first stood up on its two legs in the air and roared against the sky. Then the tiger bent down and merged with Zhao Yun's body. At this moment, the tiger was ready to kill the enemy in its eyes.

His breathing became deep and rhythmic, and every breath seemed to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. His muscles were tense and well-defined, showing unparalleled strength and speed.

In the state of supreme selflessness, Zhao Yun's consciousness and body are perfectly integrated. He can clearly feel everything around him, including the breath and movements of the enemy. His reaction becomes extremely agile, and he can make the most accurate judgment and action in an instant.

His body leaned forward slightly, ready to attack at any time.

A battle between lions and tigers is about to break out!