Almighty Athlete

Chapter 54: Advance easily

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If Chen Jian drew a top lottery before, then Zhang Guan definitely got a top lottery.

In the sixth group, there are three Olympic B-standard athletes, and among the A-standard athletes, the best times of three athletes are outside 10.10 seconds. The remaining two are Zhang Guan and the Japanese player Nobuharu Asahara. The strongest player in this group besides Zhang Guan. It can be said that there is no pressure for Zhang Guan to qualify.

Since there are no well-known international players participating, neither media reporters, on-site audiences nor event broadcasters pay much attention to this game. Some TV stations even directly enter the advertising time.

Olympic village. Athletes from the Jamaican track and field team who are not competing are gathering to watch the television broadcast of the 100-meter flying contest. Jamaica is a powerful country in sprinting and has had many sprint world champions in history, so the 100-meter flying contest naturally attracted everyone's attention, not to mention that Powell has not yet appeared.

"Isn't Gatlin the weakest member of the American team? Now it seems that he is also very strong!"

"I think Gatlin is still not as good as Crawford, but what surprised me was the Portuguese Obi Kwelu. He definitely has the ability to win the championship."

"Our Jamaican athletes will appear in the seventh, eighth and tenth groups. Immediately after the sixth group ends, Powell should be on the field!"

"With Powell's strength, he will definitely be the first in the group."

In the midst of everyone's discussion, a young big man sat up from the sofa.

"Usain, what are you doing? The game is about to start." Someone said.

"There are no powerful athletes in the next group. I'll go to the bathroom first." Usain Bolt, who was still a rookie athlete at this time, said as he walked into the bathroom.

Director Yu and even the entire track and field team attach great importance to this competition. Everyone knows that as long as Zhang Guan runs normally, he will definitely be able to advance to the next round. Before this, the Chinese team had never reached the third place in the Olympic 100-meter sprint event. The second round, so as long as it can enter the second round, it will be a breakthrough in the history of Chinese track and field in the Olympics.

"Don't be nervous, just run as usual and take it easy. You don't have any strong opponents in this group. I guess Asahara Nobuharu is the most powerful one besides you. Japan's Asahara Nobuharu is your loser, so don't be too nervous. Pay attention to your opponents and just do your best. If you are really nervous, just close your eyes and think about those previous domestic games, and treat this as a domestic competition venue..." Director Yu has been following Zhang Guan, constantly giving instructions.

Zhang Guan kept nodding while looking at his status in the system.

"The physical condition is 80, which is the best condition in normal times; the competitive condition has returned to 63, which means that you can perform normally in the game. In the preliminary round, as long as you perform normally, there will be no problem entering the second round. No, this After all, it is also the Olympics, I have to use this opportunity to break an Asian record in the preliminary round and earn at least two skill points." Zhang Guan thought to himself.

The referee signaled the athletes to prepare, and Zhang Guan immediately stepped onto the track.

"Hello Zhang Guan, it's an honor to compete with you again." A voice with a rather impure pronunciation in English came. Zhang Guan looked back and saw Xuanzhi Chaohara bowing to him, looking very polite.

Japanese nature is such that Zhang Guan is stronger than Asahara Nobuharu, so Asahara Nobuharu is very polite to Zhang Guan. If it is a player who is not as strong as Asahara Nobuharu, Asahara Nobuharu will not have such a humble attitude.

"I also wish you good luck." Although Zhang Guan doesn't like Japanese, Nobuharu Asahara can still reach the Olympic A mark at the age of 33 and appear in the Olympic Games. This effort alone can definitely be regarded as a role model for athletes.

Except for Chaohara Xuanzhi, everyone else ignored Zhang Guan. They didn't know Zhang Guan, and Zhang Guan didn't know them. Although they are competing on the same field, unless they are in the same continent, athletes of this level may never have the chance to meet each other, so there is no need to say hello.

At the same time, major gambling companies in Europe are also paying attention to this game.

Ordinary viewers may only pay attention to the big-name players, while coaches pay attention to the athletes' performance, while gambling companies pay attention to the overall strength and on-the-spot status shown by the athletes. Once an athlete shows a very good competitive state or a very strong overall strength, the betting company will immediately adjust the odds.

A few days ago, as the media exposed Zhang Guan's heavy bets on himself, the gambling companies also knew where the more than 100 bets worth 500 euros came from. Each of their companies received more or less a dozen bets. If calculated according to the odds at that time, each betting company would have to pay about 1 million euros.

Although the European media dismissed Zhang Guan as worthless, the analysts of the gambling company did not think so. They believed that Zhang Guan might have something to rely on if he dared to bet on himself. Pigs eat tigers. For major spinach companies, they must change their odds as soon as possible, otherwise they will be prepared to lose money.

Among the eight athletes in the sixth group, two are white, one from Poland and Hungary, one from the Pacific island nation of Micronesia, and one from Trinidad and Tobago. Apart from being of mixed race, the Ivorian and French players are all black. It is worth mentioning that this black player from Cote d'Ivoire is a B-standard player.

Black people have a natural advantage in sprinting, so the French black player Niseppi showed a determination to win.

Niseppi is in the fourth lane, and next to him are Zhang Guan in the third lane and Nobuharu Chaohara in the fifth lane.

"Are they both Orientals on the left and right?" Niseppi looked at both sides and found that Zhang Guan was wearing a red sportswear, while Nobuharu Asahara was wearing a white sportswear, and the styles of the sportswear were also different.

"It seems that these two people are not from the same country. But it doesn't matter, this is the 100-meter dash, and the yellow people are sparring partners in this event. Although the one on the left in red is tall, he looks too young, and the one on the right in white is not enough Being strong, I will definitely get the first place in this group." Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Niseppi's face.

At this time, Niseppi suddenly felt that someone was looking at him on the track on the right. He turned around and found that it was a white athlete in lane six. This white athlete was tall, tall and strong. He was the Polish sprinter. Player Lucas Zilla.

"They should be from Eastern European countries. This is probably my biggest opponent for the first place in this group!" Niseppi thought to himself.

On the opposite side, Lucas Zira also had the same idea. He believed that Niseppi was his biggest opponent in winning the championship.

As for Zhang Guan and Nobuharu Chaohara, they were directly ignored. People of yellow race have never been taken seriously on the 100-meter track.

All eight athletes were ready to start.

After the gunfire, the athletes rushed out of the starting line.

Perhaps because of the first Olympic competition, Zhang Guan's start was relatively average, but the starts of other players were also similar. Even the experienced Japanese veteran Nobuharu Asahara did not perform as well as he should in terms of starting.

At the start, none of the eight athletes took advantage, but after accelerating, the gap between them was immediately apparent.

Thirty meters later, Niseppi found that he had begun to lag behind the Polish player Lucas Zira, but this was not the point. On his right, Nobuharu Asahara was not inferior to Lucas Zira in terms of speed. Basically, Keep pace with Zira.

"This yellow man actually ran faster than me!" In Niseppi's mind, it would be normal if a white athlete surpassed him, but being overtaken by a yellow man completely overturned Niseppi's outlook.

"How could I lose to a yellow man!" Niseppi glared angrily and prepared to use all his strength. But at this moment, he found that Zhang Guan had left him far behind on the track on the left. The distance between them was almost five meters.

"How is that possible! I'm just halfway through the run and he's so far ahead of me! The yellow guy on the right is already fast enough, but why is the yellow guy on the left even faster! What happened today and where did he come from? I've met such a strong yellow man!" Niseppi looked at Zhang Guan's back, and he clearly felt that the gap between him and Zhang Guan was constantly widening.

In the stands, this scene caused an uproar among the audience.

According to common sense, after the gunshots were fired, the two black athletes should have taken the lead, while the yellow athletes should have been at the end. In the sprint event, the yellow athletes were all here to make up the numbers! But the current situation is that the yellow race is at the front, and the gap with the second place is getting wider and wider.

Immediately afterwards, huge cheers began to ring out in the stadium. People sympathized with the weak. If black people always ran first, it would be a boring thing. But now, the yellow people are leading, and the black people are left behind. Behind the scenes, in the eyes of the audience, it was obviously a sign of a weak counterattack, so the audience spontaneously began to cheer for the athletes.

The French player Niseppi on the court was irritated because the athlete from Cote d'Ivoire had surpassed him, and the athlete from Trinidad and Tobago was already on par with him.

"How could this happen!" Niseppi was immediately hit hard, and his rhythm was also messy.

In the front, Polish player Lucas Zira is competing for the second position in the group with Nobuharu Asahara.

As for chasing Zhang Guan, they no longer need to think about it, the gap is really too big.

In fact, no matter whether you are second or third in the group, you can enter the second round of the competition. It doesn't matter whether you compete for second place or not. With the strength of the two of them, it is impossible to enter the semi-finals. The second round of rematch will be the end of their Olympic Games. However, the Ivorian player behind them was chasing very closely and was gradually approaching the two, which forced the two to fight for second place with all their strength.

When he first started running, Zhang Guan chose to do his best. After all, it was his first Olympic game, so he had to pay attention to his attitude, especially the two black runners, who looked very strong. In Zhang Guan's subconscious mind, black people should run very fast.

But after that, Zhang Guan easily took the lead. Only then did he realize that not every black player was a speedster. Although the French black player looked good, he was not as fast as himself.

"There is another race in the afternoon, so let's save some energy first! This time is just about adjusting the state and adapting to the rhythm of the race." Zhang Guan thought as he relaxed his rhythm slightly, and then crossed the finish line first.

In this group match, there is no doubt that Zhang Guan will win, just like the performances of the favorites in other groups.

Off the field, Director Yu clenched his fists fiercely. Zhang Guan had already established a huge lead. If he continued running, he would undoubtedly enter the second round with the first place in his group.

"Crossing the line! In the second round, we finally entered the second round!" Director Yu closed his eyes excitedly and forced back the tears. Since the 1984 Los Angeles Olympics, Director Yu has been looking forward to leading his team to the second round of the Olympics. Now twenty years have passed and after five Olympic Games, his dream has finally come true!

What makes Director Yu even more gratified is that Zhang Guan's performance seemed normal and his performance was not affected by nervousness.

"We can't be complacent yet. The game is not over yet. There will be a second round in the afternoon. With Zhang Guan's performance, we might even be able to enter the semi-finals!" At this time, Director Yu felt that being able to enter the semi-finals would be very satisfying. Well, as for entering the Olympic finals, it is just a good wish.

Director Yu didn't care whether Zhang Guan could hear it or not, and started shouting: "Zhang Guan! Well done!"

Bolt, the rookie of the Jamaican team, came out of the bathroom and happened to see the moment when he crossed the finish line on the TV. In the lower right corner of the TV, the time is frozen at 9.96 seconds.

"Am I right? A yellow man ran 100 meters in 9.96 seconds! This is the best result in the preliminary round! Now even a yellow man can run so fast!"

At this moment, Bolt suddenly had a strange idea in his mind. People of the yellow race can run 9.96 seconds. Maybe he can try the 100-meter dash while taking care of the 200-meter.

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