God of Sprint

Chapter 996 Are you the only ones who want to cause trouble? Hurry up!

After the introduction of the contestants, the contestants in each lane began to warm up. Some of them jogged on the track, some did stretching exercises, and some adjusted their starting positions.

Lyles stood next to Zhao Yun, feeling a strange excitement as if he had taken medicine. He greeted him, "Hi! Zhao Yun!"

Zhao Yun smiled and responded: "Hi!"

Lyles said excitedly: "You know what? I watched your first championship!"

Zhao Yun was a little surprised: "Really?"

Lyles recalled excitedly: "I really didn't expect you to beat Blake! He is such a strong opponent! Your performance at that time was simply so shocking, it touched me deeply!"

Zhao Yun smiled modestly: "Haha! That was just luck!"

Lyles shook his head quickly. "I thought you were lucky at the time, too. You might just be a flash in the pan. But later, you defeated Gay, Gatlin, and Bolt one after another. You stepped on the five tigers who dominated the track and field for an era one by one and became the king of the track and field arena! Do you know how upset I was?"

Zhao Yun put his hands on his hips, said nothing, and just looked at Lyles quietly.

Lyles continued, "You know, Guy has always been my idol. When I saw his dejected expression after being defeated by you in the Diamond League, I swore in my heart that I must defeat you and avenge him!"

Zhao Yun smiled and said, "Then we'll see for ourselves later! Try to see if you can do it!"

"it is good!"

After a short warm-up and adjusting the starting blocks, the referee signaled the runners to get ready.

Yang Jian, the commentator who had been talking nonsense in the live broadcast room, immediately perked up after seeing this and said, "Dear viewers, the exciting 200-meter final is about to begin. The contestants have already reached the starting line!"

"On your marks!" With the starter's loud shout, the athletes quickly adjusted their postures like arrows shot from a bow, and waited intently for the start of the competition.

"Ready!" The starter's voice rang out again, and the entire stadium suddenly fell silent, with only the athletes' nervous breathing and heartbeats intertwined.

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot broke the silence, like a starting gunshot, and Yang Jian's commentary also sounded: "The game begins!"

"The reaction to the start was very fast!" Yang Jian's voice was full of passion. "It can be seen that every runner reacted immediately. Their starting speeds were amazing!"

"Speed ​​up at the start, Zhao Yun is speeding up!" Yang Jian's eyes were fixed on the track, "Zhao Yun quickly accelerated after the start, his speed is getting faster and faster!"

"Starting to turn! Zhao Yun's cornering is great!" Yang Jian's commentary was as if he was there in person, "His turning technique is very skillful, he sticks to the curve without any hesitation or pause!"

"Entering the curve! Zhao Yun is sticking to the curve!" Yang Jian's voice became more and more excited as the race progressed. "His speed is not affected by the curve at all, and he still keeps moving forward at a high speed!"

"I can't see much of a gap right now! Visually, Lyles and Zhao Yun are slightly ahead by half a body length!" Yang Jian's commentary was objective and accurate. "However, the game is far from over. The next straight will be the real battle!"

"It looks like we'll have to decide the outcome on the straight!" Yang Jian's voice revealed a hint of anticipation, "From the curve to the straight! Now that we've entered the 100-meter straight, everyone should step up their speed!"

"Xie Zhenye, Zhao Yun, and Lyles are almost on par with each other!" Yang Jian's commentary makes people feel as if they are actually there. "The gap between them is very small, almost negligible. This game is so intense!"

"The last 80 meters!" Yang Jian's voice was like a war drum, motivating the contestants, "This is the crucial moment to determine victory or defeat. Whoever can explode in the final stage will win the game!"

"Fifty meters! Speed ​​up! Zhao Yun speeds up!" Yang Jian's voice suddenly became louder, "Zhao Yun started to speed up in the last fifty meters, and Lyles is also speeding up!"

"Degras and Mena are also speeding up with all their might to close the gap!"

"The last 20 meters, the sprint begins!" Yang Jian's commentary was full of tension and excitement. "This is the final sprint stage. Whoever can cross the finish line first will be the champion!"

"Zhao Yun!" Yang Jian's high-pitched voice was like thunder, "His speed has reached its peak!"

"Ten meters!" Yang Jian's voice sounded like a countdown, "The last ten meters, Zhao Yun, Lyles! Xie Zhenye!"

"Five meters!" Yang Jian's voice was almost hoarse, "Cross the line!"

"19 seconds!" Yang Jian's voice echoed over the stadium, "Zhao Yun crossed the finish line with a time of 82 seconds. He is the champion!"

"Lyles won the runner-up with a time of 19 seconds!"

"Xie Zhenye won the third place with a time of 19 seconds!"

"Zhao Yun is still the same Zhao Yun, his strength and demeanor have not changed at all; Beishan Tiger King is still the same Beishan Tiger King, mighty and domineering, and he is still the awe-inspiring number one in the world!"

"It is worth celebrating that Zhao Yun successfully won his first championship after his comeback! This is not only his honor, but also a proof of his strength. Moreover, this is his consecutive defense of the 200-meter championship in Shanghai! You know, Zhao Yun is the only one who can successfully defend the championship three times in the same station. Even legendary figures like Bolt and Blake have never achieved such a feat."

"A king is a king! Their status and dignity cannot be easily violated by ordinary people. Zhao Yun uses his strength to tell the world that he is a well-deserved king!"

Final result:

Zhao Yun 19

Lyles 19

Xie Zhenye 19

Mena 19

Michael Norman 19

De Grasse 19

Su Bingtian 19

Mo Youxue 20

After the run, Zhao Yun had beads of sweat on his forehead. He first hugged his good brothers Su Bingtian, Xie Zhenye, and Mo Youxue.

Xie Zhenye patted Zhao Yun's chest and said, "Damn, how the hell did you train? I remember when we left, you had just broken 19 seconds, and now in just ten days you're almost breaking 9 seconds."

Zhao Yun patted Xie Zhenye on the shoulder and said, "Just keep running and you'll be there! It's very simple!"

Xie Zhenye grinned and said, "Damn it, that's too brutal!"

At this time Michael Norman also walked up to Zhao Yun and hugged him. "Congratulations, Zhao Yun! You are still so strong after not competing for a year!"

Zhao Yun laughed and said, "Haha, cousin, when will you come to the flower garden to stay for a while?"

Norman said, "After the Diamond League is over, can I come over and train with you for a while?"

Zhao Yun nodded and said, "Of course! You're most welcome!"

After the brothers congratulated each other, Zhao Yun turned around and saw Lyles and Mena, who were leaning on their knees and panting heavily.

Zhao Yun walked over, looked down at Lyles and said, "You want to make trouble? Hurry up!"