Blake, who ran 9.80 seconds at the Kingston International Invitational on May 7 with a super wind speed of 2.2m/s, is also not here, and Usain Bolt and Tyson Gayin also did not come to Shanghai.

He didn't think Michael Rogers could pose a threat to him, let alone anyone else.

What? Wayne?

Asafa Powell considers himself not a racist person, but is it possible for an 18-year-old Asian player to overtake him in the later stages?

After 80 meters, Asafa Powell began to reduce his arm swing output and slow down his pace. He was sure of victory.

Wayne couldn't remember what Asafa Powell's score was in this game, let alone whether he let the water go, but he was sure of one thing - he was extremely eager to defeat Asafa Powell!

In the system task, the reward for the men's 100-meter in this Diamond League Magic City Station is still 1 attribute point, but it comes with an additional reward - defeating [Five Tigers 100 Meters] Asafa Powell, the reward will depend on the actual competition situation.

:2~5 attribute points.

This extra reward can make him cry. The minimum is 2 attribute points, and the maximum is 5 attribute points. Isn't this motivation coming?

According to the system’s evaluation, when Asafa Powell’s score is >9.93 seconds, the reward is 2;

When 9.85≤score<9.93, the reward is 3;

When 9.78≤score<9.85, the reward is 4;

When Asafa Powell's time is ≤9.77 seconds, the reward is 5!

From the moment he saw this extra reward, Wei En had already thought about how he was going to run away today—that is, he was going to play (play) (steal) (attack) with him!

80 has passed, start the sneak attack!

Wayne suddenly felt like he had transformed into Noah Lyles. On the same track, Powell seemed to be Coleman at this time. Although Coleman did not let off the steam like Powell that time, Wayne was the same as before.

Else is doing the same thing.

The final sprint stage...

Four steps, three steps, two steps...

Asafa Powell, who was not aware of the seriousness of the problem at all, began to look in the direction of the timer, and even his body began to lean to the left, preparing to swing into the corner.

At this time, a fiery red figure who was two steps away from him took the last step with gritted teeth, leaned his upper body forward and twisted his shoulders with all his strength.

In a track race, an athlete's performance is judged by the moment when the body's torso reaches the 100-meter finish line as quickly as possible. Therefore, many athletes will turn their shoulders sideways based on leaning forward to press the line. If the line is pressed perfectly, they can be at least a thousand points faster.

One or two seconds.

Sometimes it may be just one thousandth of a second or two thousandths of a second, and it is possible to improve the result even further, such as a big man who ran 9.572 seconds and shook his head all day long.

Tens of thousands of spectators at the scene had already stood up. In the last 20 meters, what they saw was Wei En, who was wearing a fiery red national team uniform. As if without warning, he quickly drew closer to Asafa.

The gap between Powell.

In a blink of an eye, Wayne has almost caught up with Asafa Powell!

The originally extremely enthusiastic cheers and cheers at the scene suddenly stopped with a tacit understanding. Tens of thousands of spectators took a breath at the same time and stared at this amazing scene...

"In the last 30 meters... Wei En didn't give up! He was chasing with all his strength! To the finish line!"

"Oh——! Wei En caught up with Asafa Powell at the last moment of the line. The two of them really crossed the line at the same time, and it was indistinguishable to the naked eye!"

"9 seconds 96! This is the result reflected by the timer for the first time. Regardless of whether this result is the final valid result, I only know that the ownership of the championship is still open to discussion!"

"Wayne, probably defeated Asafa Powell!"

9.96, this is the number seen on the timer by Asafa Powell, who released the water in advance.

He was quite satisfied with this result, and he also knew clearly that if he used his full strength in the last 20 meters of this shot, the final result would probably be around 9.92~9.93 seconds.

After crossing the finish line, the Chinese runner named Wei En quickly appeared next to him and extended his hand to him in a friendly manner.

"Asafa, I'm your fan!"

Asafa Powell smiled, held his hand in the same friendly way, hugged him gently, and said: "I heard your story before the game. You were the first to run into 10

Seconds of the Chinese people, keep up the good work!"

"Thanks!"

After a brief and friendly conversation, the two still held hands together and looked up at the big screen together.

Then, Asafa Powell's smile disappeared...

Displayed on the big screen:

shanghai———— samsung diamond league

100m men—— fi

wind: 0.3

1—— —— wei en—— 9.95 ar

2—— iam—— asafa powell——9.95 sb

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! 3—— usa—— michael rodgers—— 10.01

4—— g peimeng—— 10.10 pb

5—— jam—— mario forsythe—— 10.12 sb

6—— ned—— dy martina—— 10.19

7—— uas—— rae edwards—— 10.31

8—— jpn—— shinji takahira—— 10.51

When the final results were announced, the host also immediately reported in an extremely passionate tone:

"Congratulations to Wei En for once again setting the Asian 100-meter record with a time of 9.95 seconds, and also breaking the national 100-meter record for the third time! At the same time, he also defeated the final score of 9.949 seconds with a thousandth time of 9.947 seconds.

World famous general - Asafa Powell!"

The whole place is excited!

The audience was silent after crossing the line, just so that when they heard the miraculous results, they could erupt into an unprecedented sensation!

"Wei En——!" "Wei En——!" "Wei En——!"

The 60,000 spectators in the Magic City Stadium chanted the same name at the same time, with thunderous applause and loud cheers that lasted for a long time.

"Ding——, congratulations to the protagonist for winning the first Diamond League men's 100-meter championship in his career and defeating [Five 100-meter Five] Asafa Powell. A total of 3 attribute rewards have been distributed..."

"wtf?!"

Asafa Powell couldn't believe it and couldn't help but uttered a curse word. He actually... was killed again!

After watching the slow-motion replay, he knew that he had lost without regrets, but... could he have thought before the game that he would be defeated by a little-known young man compared to him in the last 20 meters?

Killer?

Asafa Powell gasped and looked at Wayne expressionlessly, as if to say:

You, a young man who has no martial ethics, actually carried out a sneak attack!

Wei En still held his hand, but the smile on his face really couldn't stop, and his eyes narrowed into two slits.

And this smile contains six parts of sunshine, three parts of joy and... one part of meanness!

"Oh my god, I can't believe it! You're definitely not a fan of mine! I bet you like Bolt more than me!"

"I'm sorry, but, hahahaha -" Wayne hugged Asafa Powell's shoulders and said in his ear: "I do like Bolt better."

Asafa Powell reluctantly accepted the hug and said: "Promise me, when you meet Bolt, you must smile and say to him like you just did - [Bolt, I

I’m your fan!]”

Wei En said: "I know what you mean, but unfortunately, I already said this to him at this time last year."

At this time, Zhang Peimeng suddenly interjected: "He lied to you. What he said to Bolt at that time was: [Bolt, we are your fans]. Yes, it is 'us', and the other person is me."

!”

Asafa Powell pushed Wayne away in disgust: "You are a liar!"

The joking conversation ended here. The audience in the stadium was still chanting Wei En's name, and guns and cannons flashed their lights at him.

In the camera, Wayne looked at the big screen again with a bright smile on his face, admiring the slow-motion footage of his decisive moment.

What is the ultimate kill from the back (leaning back)?

Yang Jian in the commentary box suddenly ran out of words. Wei En once again broke the national record and defeated a historical star like Asafa Powell. He didn't know how to speak for a while.

He has been commentating on track and field competitions for some years. In fact, strictly speaking, he is not a professional track and field commentator.

But starting from Athens in 2004, he has been the most popular commentator of track and field events in China, because he can always provide the audience with the most exciting background sounds at the most exciting moments.

It was like a dream. Last year's Asian Games final was like a dream, and now it was even more like a dream, but he would never want to wake up from such a dream.

"I'm sorry to the viewers, I didn't give you the most exciting explanation at the first time. I just suddenly felt in my heart that Wei En's appearance was just like Liu Xiang back then, he ran out right under your nose.

Stunning results and unprecedented honors. But there will always be a moment when you feel that this is a dream and you dare not wake up from this dream."

"Wayne said in an interview after last year's Asian Games final that 9.98 seconds is not his limit, nor is it the limit for yellow people. Today he gave us the best answer with the number 9.95!"

"Spread your wings, Wei En! You have grown into an eagle destined to soar in the nine heavens. Thank you for bringing us this exciting touch again today!"
Chapter completed!