Kings of the Game: Getting Back to the Game, Beginning with the NBA

Chapter 198 World Flyer, [-]-meter Final

After the men's long jump final, the second competition day will usher in today's last competition.

It is also the highlight of the track and field event at the World Championships - the men's 100m final!

This year's World Championships 8-meter sprinter battle has reached the final stage. After the preliminaries and semi-finals, only [-] people are left to compete for the crown.

"Friends in the audience, the men's [-]-meter sprint final is about to begin."

"This [-]-meter trapeze competition is of special significance to us. The three trapezemen from our country are fully qualified to the final!"

"There is no doubt that they are making history, and we are also fortunate to be witnesses of history!"

"There is a lot of suspense! Is it Gatlin who successfully defended his title and is about to challenge for another world championship at the age of nearly 40?"

"Or can John Blake continue the legend, or can Coleman make up for 17 years of regret and ascend to the throne?"

"Of course we also need to pay attention to whether the two flying men of our country, Liu and Su, can create miracles?"

"Everything is unknown!"

"As of now, Liu Ming has won the first world championship in the men's long jump event, and also won the first gold for the Chinese delegation."

"And if Liu Ming can win the next men's 2-meter sprint competition, he will win his second championship in this year's World Championships, and it will also be the second gold medal of the Huaxia team in this year's track and field event."

"As you can see, the inspection is over! Athletes are starting to enter the arena!"

At the starting line, Liu Ming, who was arranging the running aids, suddenly felt a bit of nervousness that he shouldn't have at this moment.

This is the first emotion he has experienced after activating the system.

There must be a demon in everything that happens!
Liu Ming looked very cautious.

Under careful study.

He found that this tension did not belong to him alone, it seemed to come from the depths of his soul.

So... suddenly.

This game may be very important to "him".

Formerly the champion of the [-]-meter sprint at the World Youth Championship, but later caught in a doping scandal and was suspended, which attracted a lot of criticism and doubts...

Liu Ming brought "he" back to the track and field this time, and the attention and expectations are even greater than during the World Youth Championships.

As the saying goes: "As long as you run fast enough, those slanders and slanders can't catch up with you."

After winning the world championship, it is enough to make all doubts disappear.

Therefore, today's [-]-meter final is more like "his" return battle.

At the same time, it should also be "his" farewell battle!

Somewhere, Liu Ming had a strong premonition.

If he wins gold in this game, perhaps the body fusion problem that has been plagued him will be solved.

thought here.

Liu Ming immediately turned his head and glanced at Cup Coleman.

In the final of the 17-meter trapeze at the London World Championships in 90, Coleman and Bolt fought hard for the first [-] meters and were finally taken away from the rhythm. As a result, Gatlin, who ran his own head, successfully stole the house...

"Liu, what does your expression mean? Don't you think it's still possible to defeat me with such severe physical exertion?"

On a track adjacent to Liu Ming, Coleman looked very dissatisfied.

"Be confident big brother, take out the word 'possible'."

Liu Ming shrugged, "If I remember correctly, you were only third in that World Youth Championship."

"It's just...the third!"

After a burst of impotent rage, Coleman silently closed his eyes.

Liu Ming's cruel words were like a sharp arrow piercing his chest.

He couldn't help but recall the nightmarish World Youth Championship that year.

It was this man of the yellow race who won the 10-meter crown with an astonishing result within [-] seconds in front of him and Lyles.

After the game, he and Lyles were criticized by countless western media.

It is even called the "disabled generation" after the Five Tigers!
In those two years, Coleman dreamed of meeting Liu Ming again on the field.

It's a pity that Liu Ming disappeared soon after being caught in the doping scandal.

The cruelest thing in the arena is this - after the enemy has humiliated you in every possible way, your account will be deleted!

Fortunately, Liu Ming returned to the track and field with a nearly invincible posture after two years of silence.

So, Coleman ruled out all difficulties.

Finally, after a lot of trouble, they rushed to the World Championships.

Due to the schedule, Lyles chose to focus on the 200 meters and gave up the [-] meters.

But because of his obsession, Coleman stood by Liu Ming's side without hesitation.

Now, the moment of rejuvenation is approaching.

Coleman felt that he could not suppress the nervousness at all.

He stood there, his hands trembling involuntarily.

It wasn't just nervous, it was more exciting.

Coleman had a hunch that after he defeated Liu Ming, he would complete his dominance in the [-]-meter race.

"Take back the glory that belongs to me with my own hands!"

……

The lights in the stadium suddenly went out.

Immediately afterwards, in front of each athlete was the bright road of "combining light and shadow, heading for the future".

This is an appearance dedicated to the finals of the Doha World Championships.

The heads of 8 [-]-meter trappers are projected on the circular runway one by one.

The live broadcast also started to introduce each athlete in turn according to their personal best results in the season.

Xie Feiren from the Chinese team is on the second track, Justin Gatlin, the defending champion of the last World Championships, is on the ninth track, John Blake from the Jamaica team is on the eighth track, Christian Coleman from the US team is on the third track, Zaniel Hughes from the Eagles is on the seventh track, De Grasse from the Canadian team is on the sixth track, and Su Feiren from the Chinese team is on the fifth track.

With the athletes appearing in front of the camera one by one.

Waves of enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience.

When the camera finally showed Liu Ming in the fourth lane, the landslide and tsunami-like scene could no longer be described in words.

The war is imminent, and it is about to break out.

Watching the electrocardiogram of the track at the end of the light show, listening to the rhythmic BGM like the beating of war drums, and feeling the fanatical atmosphere of the audience.

Even the most seasoned Gatlin and Blake could not help but feel a little nervous.

Finally, under the signal of the referee, the athletes stood on the starting blocks.

Seeing this scene, the audience immediately fell silent.

Everyone was waiting for that sound, the sound of the starting gun.

"The final of the trapeze competition is about to begin! Papa Petroleum is really good at making troubles, and the electrocardiogram at the last track made me so nervous!"

"For such an important game, even we are very nervous, let alone the athletes on the track. I don't know if this game will be the veteran defending the title or the new king ascending the throne!"

"Can Coleman beat Miracle Liu? He won the first place in the preliminaries and semi-finals with a crushing attitude."

"The amazing Liu Cai won the gold medal in the men's long jump. His physical strength is definitely not enough to support him in the men's trapeze competition."

"Fighting? This word is really Nima's essence!"

"It's hard to say, don't forget, that is Huaxia Miracle Liu! I think it is reasonable for him to do anything shocking."

Hear all kinds of low-pitched discussions in the ears.

Director Yu in the stands felt even more restless.

At this moment, he felt unprecedented pressure.

"I'm so nervous!"

"The Huaxia Legion entered the final with full strength and full strength. We are already making history."

"I should be proud, proud, and stand tall!"

Director Yu complained frantically in his heart while taking out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket to wipe his sweat frequently.

"Liu Ming, a dead boy, can his physical strength support him to win the championship?!"

"Su Feiren should be able to show his condition, right? He just got an injection to seal it off. Does the back injury really matter?"

"Xiao Xie... Well, the important thing is to participate."

Director Yu's complexion was as red as a steamed prawn.

Although he tried his best to appear calm, the natural physiological reaction of his body had already betrayed him—beads of sweat the size of soybeans were continuously rolling down his cheeks.

"Old Yu, I feel like you've been sweating."

"Oh, it's hot."

"Liuwei Dihuang Wan, we must not stop at this age!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)