Football Kung Fu Player

After waking up in the morning, Wang Xing accompanied Chen Luo downstairs to have some breakfast, met some fans of Tianchao, chatted briefly for a while, and after saying goodbye, followed Chen Luo, and rushed to the destination early.

Looking at the cold eyes of the people around him, Chen Luo felt a little uncomfortable. After walking a few steps, he looked at the Olympic sports newspaper in his hand, but he couldn't react. It was obvious that the above descriptions were all praises of Wang Xing, but for other people It seems that they are not buying it.

Especially these Greeks, as if they resented Wang Xing even more in their hearts...

Arriving at the 110-meter hurdle race, Wang Xing looked at the passing players around him with great interest, while Chen Luo was waiting with Wang Xing in the preparation area, muttering in his heart, apparently there was nothing wrong now. Come to understand, what are they planning.

In the 110-meter hurdles preliminaries in the morning, Wang Xing played in the third round. Before that, he only had to look at other 110-meter hurdles Olympic track and field athletes.

boom!

The moment the sentry gun rang.

The track and field athletes from various countries in the first round ran with all their strength at the first time without any slack. Among them, the fastest athlete in the lead was a track and field athlete from Cuba.

"come on!"

"Come on me!"

"Rush forward!"

The 387 loud cheers sounded continuously in the fiery arena. At this moment, everyone's eyes looked at the leading Cuban track and field athlete from time to time, secretly making comparisons with Wang Xing in their hearts.

Especially the Greeks and Korean people, as if they had been shot, they raised their hands and shouted, cheering for the leading Cuban runner, Hanlier, who also made him break the world record in the 110-meter hurdles. look.

"This runner is really fast. Compared with the two chasing him, he is much ahead."

"It is indeed a bit powerful, and the speed is indeed a bit scary.

"However, compared with Wang Xing, it should be quite a bit worse."

"That's right, haha, anyway, the final champion will definitely be Wang Xing!"

The Tianchao audience also found it very interesting at this time, and they couldn't help laughing and discussing with the people around them. The discussion sounded one after another, and the relaxed smile contained in it seemed that they didn't pay much attention to the Cuban 110-meter hurdler.

swish!

The black figure that broke through the finish line appeared in everyone's eyes after a short competition...

1326!

It was already quite close to the top three results. The bright red numbers were displayed on the electronic screen, causing some Greeks and Korean people to rejoice. They stood up tall, held up the signs they had prepared long ago, Come and congratulate Hanlier.

Because the track and field strength of their own country is indeed inferior to other countries, the people of Korea have long stopped putting this hope of revenge on them. On the contrary, most Greeks still have fighting spirit and think that in In future competitions, he can still overtake Wang Xing.

Stretching out his hands, he cheerfully greeted the applause around him. Hanlier's face was full of smiles, and at the same time, intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at Wang Xing who was on the preparation table. When Wang Xing looked at him calmly, his heart suddenly A little ashamed and angry.

"I haven't shown my full strength yet, this guy, Yuanran dares to look down on me so much!"

Wang Xing's plain eyes seemed to be silently humiliating his glory, which was infinitely close to the world record. Facing such a thing, Hanlier felt a little angry in his heart.

"Wang Xing, do you think this guy will pose a threat to us?"

Chen Luo looked at Wang Xing casually while admiring the beauties of different skin colors celebrating around the Olympic seats, and asked with a smile.

"What do you think?" Wang Xing smiled.

I just met a black-haired beauty with superb bronze skin, and the beauty seemed to have noticed Chen Luo at this moment, and looked at him with a smile, so Chen Luo couldn't help but wiped the sweat that just shed, and turned to look at Wang nonchalantly Xing laughed and said, "Anyway, it's just the preliminaries, your strength is so strong, it's not easy to solve (cffb) this kind of small shrimp"

Is it?"

Click!

Hanlier, who had just walked past Wang Xing, heard Chen Luo's indifferent voice, his heart seemed to pause for a moment, and then he turned his head and stared at Wang Xing, full of unwillingness, as if to have a look at him. how to respond.

"110-meter hurdles, why don't you run so hard, I remember Liu Feiren seems to be still behind you."

Seeing the black-haired beauty whom he admired a lot continued to be obsessed with the game, Chen Luo retracted his eyes in disappointment, looked at Wang Xing with a smile, and reminded.

"Then let's put some water." Wang Xing smiled.

"Hey, don't let the water go like that when you competed with the Greeks."

When Wang Xing said to release the water, Chen Luo habitually showed a meaningful smile and said with a hey smile.

"Well, don't worry."

After seeing the end of the second round, Wang Xing stood up, looked at Chen Luo with a smile, and smiled lightly.

Until the end, Hanlier was staring at Wang Xing with his eyes, watching his back in the competition, and his heart was beating "bang bang bang".

"Wang Xing!" "Wang Xing!"

"Wang Xing!"

The carnival sound of cheering and cheering rose instantly the moment Wang Xing stepped onto the track.

Wang Xing on the track, after smiling and paying tribute, quietly used a very standard starting posture, waiting for the referee's order like other competitors.

boom!

At the moment of shooting, because of Wang Xing's relationship, all the contestants straightened up and ran out instantly. At this moment, Wang Xing's speed and timing of preemptive strikes were undoubtedly brought into full play.

He understands!

At first glance, Wang Xing's speed is leading, but the 110-meter hurdle race is not just a competition of speed. The essentials of the hurdle often depend on the final victory or defeat.

When stepping into the first hurdle, everyone was staring at Wang Xing closely. Once Wang Xing made a mistake, his next performance would undoubtedly be greatly affected.

Swish——

Although the competition among the players was extremely fierce, Wang Xing, who was already approaching the first hurdle, couldn't feel the pressure. Instead, he looked at Wang Xing in astonishment.

When his right foot stepped out, Wang Xing's entire body rose into the air, and the distance between his legs was separated to the greatest extent. The next second, the moment he landed, he continued to sprint forward at a steady and terrifying speed.

Very standard hurdling pace, even far surpassing some specially trained players, and Wang Xing has never trained this competitive move, and his current performance has greatly exceeded some people's expectations!