I'm a part-time killer during the summer vacation, you let me participate in the Olympics

Chapter 159 Danger, danger, the gold medal is in danger!
Around the stadium, cheers surged in from all directions like a tide, one wave after another, as if never stopping.

The audience waved bright national flags or cheering sticks in their hands, and everyone's face was filled with excitement.

Obviously, they were already eagerly waiting for the much-anticipated 200-meter final to begin.

The commentator said passionately: "The much-anticipated 200-meter final is about to begin. Let's make a prediction. Who will win the gold medal? Can Wang Xiaoming win the 200-meter gold medal as he said before the game? Don't leave. The game is about to start!"

Although reaction time is slightly less important in the 200-meter race than in the 100-meter race, even a slight improvement could be the difference between victory and defeat for top athletes.

When you start running, you need to concentrate your whole body and mind to better capture the sound of the gunshot.

A large number of viewers poured into the official live broadcast room, enthusiastically discussing the results of the game.

The 200-meter sprint battle undoubtedly touched the hearts of countless people.

The three insurances carefully set up by the Beacon Country may very likely be overturned by Wang Xiaoming in one fell swoop.

The teachers at the school also opened the live broadcast room early, ready to watch their students’ 200-meter finals.

Wang Xiaoming had already won a gold medal, which made them very proud. If their son could win this 200-meter gold medal, they couldn't imagine how happy they would be.

At the same time, the class group was in an uproar, with a group of people enthusiastically discussing whether Wang Xiaoming could win another gold medal.

Inside the venue, everyone held their breath in silence, waiting for the starter to fire the gun.

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot instantly broke the silence. The entire stadium suddenly became boiling with cheers rising one after another.

Wang Xiaoming's quick reaction and highly concentrated attention allowed him to not fall behind at the starting stage.

In the early stages alone, he began to accelerate continuously, as if he had no worries at all about running out of energy in the later stages.

In fact, his physical fitness, which has been strengthened through hard training, is enough to withstand such a test, and his speed and endurance are far beyond that of ordinary people.

After all, he had acquired physical skills before, plus the catapult start.

At this moment, he was already far ahead of others just after starting!

In this way, a huge advantage is directly determined, which is undoubtedly a very exciting thing for everyone!

Before long, Wang Xiaoming took the lead.

Of course, due to the different starting positions in the 200-meter race, it is not as easy to determine who is ahead as in the 100-meter race.

The athletes standing by couldn't help but feel surprised. They knew that Wang Xiaoming was very strong and would most likely win the championship, but they didn't expect that he had already caught up so much in the early stages. It was truly amazing.

They did not dare to slack off at all, and they all quickened their pace and went all out.

If Wang Xiaoming wins the gold medal again this time, it will be a disgrace to their country! The commentator said excitedly, "The 200-meter final has officially begun. Wang Xiaoming's reaction is quite good, and Terberg also ran surprisingly fast."

Entering the curve, Wang Xiaoming quickly adjusted his curve posture. If you want to break the 200-meter world record, curve technology is crucial. Everyone can accelerate on a straight road, but only those who can maintain high speed in curves are true masters. A true 200-meter genius must master curve skills. Just like Bolt, it is precisely because of his extraordinary curve technology that he can run an amazing result of less than 10 in the first 100 meters of the 200-meter race.

After leaving the curve, Wang Xiaoming and other players entered the straight.

Wang Xiaoming was focused and forgot about his opponents around him. At this moment, his only opponent was himself, and he was struggling against his own limits.

Xie Zhengye watched Wang Xiaoming gain a big advantage and said confidently, "It seems that Wang Xiaoming has secured the gold medal. The others behind him are far behind him."

Su Shen did not relax his vigilance and responded calmly: "Many of them are runners who will exert their strength in the latter part of the race. The key to Wang Xiaoming's running style is to see if he can maintain his rhythm in the latter part of the race after sprinting at full speed in the early part of the race."

At this moment, Teberg behind him suddenly exerted force, shook off Kenny and Lyles like an arrow, and launched a fierce attack towards Wang Xiaoming with big strides.

As he accelerated madly, the distance between him and Wang Xiaoming gradually narrowed.

When the audience in the live broadcast room saw this scene, they all started to post comments:

"Oh my god, Terberg's explosive power in the latter part of the race is too terrifying. He actually left Lyles and Kenny behind. I wonder if he will surpass Wang Xiaoming."

"Based on this speed, this is indeed possible. It depends on whether Wang Xiaoming will be affected."

"Wang Xiaoming has always been very strong mentally, and he was able to run 19.46s even when he was letting his guard down in the semi-finals. There is no way Terberg could run that fast."

"It's not certain. With such a strong opponent, Terberg might be able to break his own best time in the 200-meter race. This time he is fighting with his parents' expectations."

"Tap! Tap! Tap!" Wang Xiaoming could clearly hear the sound of spikes coming from behind. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to maintain the speed in the latter part. His face changed slightly. He didn't expect that someone could chase him so closely at this time. He could only use all his strength to tough it out in the last difficult distance.

Lyles was wearing a mask before the game, and Wang Xiaoming thought it probably wasn't him.

Then the only one who can catch up is Terberg?

Time passed quickly in the tense atmosphere, leaving no time for Wang Xiaoming to observe the situation behind.

He really didn't expect that while he was focused on breaking the world record, there was someone chasing him closely. If he hadn't come out of nowhere, the championship would probably have gone to Terberg.

The commentator also shouted excitedly: "Teborg! Teborg! Can he surpass Wang Xiaoming and successfully win a 200-meter gold medal for Botswana? Can Wang Xiaoming maintain the advantage he has gained and keep his current speed to make Teborg's plan of surpassing fail?"

Xie Zhengye looked at Su Shen helplessly, thinking to himself that this was simply a crow's mouth.

As soon as he said that he couldn't be careless in the latter part, Terberg rushed out from the second echelon, leaving Lyles and Kenny far behind, and came with great momentum. He looked at Wang Xiaoming with a worried look and said, "Wang Xiaoming, you must keep steady, don't let it fail at the last moment, Terberg rushed too hard in the latter part."

Su Shen also said with a worried look on his face: "The most critical thing is these last few steps. You must hold on and don't run too hard, otherwise the rest of the journey will be completely over."

(End of this chapter)