Bolt half-squatted on the track, like a cheetah on an African grassland. His black muscles were bulging, full of explosive power!

His eyes looked at the track ahead with a casual expression. For such a sprint genius, victory has long been common. From the 2012 London Olympics to the International Fields Championships, he went from one victory to another. Although this time it was the Olympics, it was just a group match. For him, this game was usually like going to a fast food restaurant for a fast food.

At this moment, the footage of the track and field media from all over the world was aimed at this track, or in other words, at the World Flying Man. Although there were seven players competing with him, the others were selected by the media.

"We saw that Bolt, who was already on the track. This was his first appearance at the Rio Olympics. What kind of results will he achieve? It's really exciting!" espn reporter Mark Payne said passionately in front of the camera. As the United States and even the world's largest sports platform, espn has the largest sports audience and its reports are also the most authoritative.

Mark Payne is also an old espn reporter, so he naturally knows where to focus on reporting such events. As for the so-called star effect, Bolt should be regarded as the most famous star on the sprint track. When he is here, the camera of course locks him firmly.

At this moment, the more than 200 sports media present were almost the same as ESPN's reaction, and all the shots locked in the Flying Bolt!

At the same time, billions of viewers around the world are also waiting for the flying man to take off through the screen. The battle between the man and the flying man is undoubtedly more eye-catching than the women. People are looking forward to Bolt being able to shock the world again and break the record he himself set!

"Brother Lu, don't we take pictures of Bolt?" Assistant Ang Lee asked Luffy who was in charge of the report while debugging the machine.

"If you don't shoot, point the camera at Chen Fan on the seventh lane! Pay attention, focus on shooting him at the beginning of the game!" Luffy said firmly.

Although the assistant didn't understand why he arranged this way, he was the boss here.

He quickly adjusted the machine and pointed the camera at Lu Fei who was preparing to start in the seventh lane.

From the camera, we can see that Lu Fei is very few, compared to the tall and big Bolt. He is like a figure in a Little Man Country. This is no wonder Chen Fan. Generally speaking, those who are good at practicing sprinting in China are small people. Due to race reasons, if Asians grow too tall, their limbs will be inconsistent. This is a fatal problem for sprinting, which requires high coordination of limbs.

However, a short body means that the pace of each step of running is also small. This is also the main reason why Asian players cannot run through European and American players. People run one step and one and a half or even two steps. How can they compare?

However, with Lu Yuehua's example in front, Luffy will never underestimate Chen Fan again. He has investigated that Chen Fan, like Lu Yuehua, joined the track and field team before the National Olympic Team. Moreover, the two have one thing in common, that is, they both joined the Leshen Group some time ago!

These information made Luffy excited. He intuitively felt that he seemed to have caught a big news!

"This Chen Fan must be not simple. Maybe he can create a miracle like Lu Yuehua!" Luffy said in his heart.

At this moment, the live broadcast has begun. In the live broadcast room, the host Lu Yi has already connected with him and asked him to introduce the situation on the scene.

"Okay Lu Yi, everyone, everyone, I am Luffy. I am now at the Maracana Stadium. In less than a minute, the highly anticipated male FIFA battle is about to begin. Chinese young player Chen Fan will compete on the same stage with world champion Bolt. Let us wish him good results together!" Luffy briefly introduced, and then signaled his assistant to point the camera at the track.

The assistant pointed the camera at Chen Fan according to Luffy's intention and gave him a close-up.

"What's wrong with this Luffy? Why did you point the camera at Chen Fan? Shouldn't you take Bolt?" Lu Yi said in a puzzled way in the live broadcast room.

But he naturally wouldn't say these things. Moreover, the situation on the scene was not allowed to say anything more, because the competition was about to begin.

"How about you, how do you photograph the athletes in our country? What about Bolt? Why don't you photograph him?" A male audience member who was watching the Olympics in front of the TV said with some complaints.

At the same time, many viewers who are watching TV or computers have made similar complaints.

This is not unpatriotic, but purely different focus. Everyone knows that Bolt is the well-deserved world flying man now. The so-called 100-meter race is actually just watching his performance alone. Many sports media even call him an "alien" on the 100-meter race. He is in the 100-meter race, so who do not look at him?

At Maracana Stadium, the eyes of tens of thousands of spectators on the scene were all aimed at the 100-meter stadium at this moment!

This is a very high-profile game because there is Bolt!

He is the most dazzling star on the track and field track!

At the same time, almost no one noticed that Chen Fan, who was also on the field, was on the seventh road. He was like an optional foil, and it didn't matter!

Even the monstrous fighting spirit on his face was not noticed, and all the shots were aimed at the tall black man in the fifth.

"Start quickly, start quickly!" Chen Fan shouted in his heart, and the blood around him was boiling!

The countdown prompt sound finally sounded in his ears. At this moment, Chen Fan's nerves were extremely tense!

All the true energy in the body was urged out almost madly, and Chen Fan felt that the body was filled with explosive power!

His whole body was like a shell, ready to take off at any time, and the electric fired towards the opposite end!

He wants a happy game, he wants a full release!

He wants the whole world to see that this arena is not the black man in the fifth path, but Chen Fan!

"Master Chu, I won't let you down. Look at it, see how I won the black charcoal head!"

"My parents, wife, daughter. Are you watching? Wait and see me show my power on the track!"

In a small southern town thousands of miles away, in a residential community, Chen Fan's wife was holding her daughter. She was with her parents-in-law, waiting in front of the TV, waiting to watch the game.

Although Chen Fan is a sports student, they are not sports fans, just because there is Chen Fan’s game today. This made them all gather in front of the TV and wait to watch his game.

Until this moment, the family still felt that they were dreaming. Why did Chen Fan, who had been an ordinary person and worked as a physical education teacher in school, suddenly participate in the Olympics?

However, Chen Fan had a promising future, and the whole family was also happy. At this moment, the family was waiting in front of the TV to watch his game. They didn’t know how powerful that Bolt was, they only knew that at this moment, their son and husband were about to start the game!

They hope he can win!

"Beep!" A long whistle opened the curtain of the man's 100-meter slew battle!

Almost as the whistle sounded, Chen Fan roared, his body suddenly exerted force, and his feet stepped backward towards the starting device. With this start, he instantly bounced forward!

At the same time, Bolt also roared, shook off his long legs and ran!

Eight contestants started at the same time and rushed towards the end of the track!

The audience burst into deafening cheers at this moment!

Everyone shook everything in their hands that could shake hard, cheering for the contestants they like, come on!

However, after a second, this cheer turned into amazement!

"Oh my God, how is that possible? Who is the player on the seventh road? How could he run so fast?" In the audience, an audience member from Jamaica exclaimed. Looking at the scene on the track, he could hardly believe his eyes!

When the Chinese audience, who had almost no energy before, saw this scene on the court, almost as if they were collectively injured, they immediately stood up in unison! They waved the little red flag in their hands desperately!

In front of the TV, the camera that was complaining about CCTV a second ago was not aimed at Bolt's sports fans, and it was completely boiling at this moment!

What did they see? Oh my God, the Chinese athletes actually ran in front of them? They ran in front of the flying man Bolt?

Chen Fan held his breath and tried his best to activate the maximum physical energy. Every time he pedaled, his body compressed it like a spring, and then ejected it violently. The stride of each step was even more than three meters! But his stride frequency was extremely fast!

Looking down from the camera in the air, Chen Fan on the seventh road was like a leopard in the middle of a flock of sheep, much agile and much faster than other athletes! The picture was even full of a sense of incongruity, making people feel that these were two different frequencies!

"How is that possible? How could that little Chinese man run faster than me?" Bolt, who was confident a second ago, was left with surprise at this moment!

He was already trying hard to urge his two long legs, but no matter how hard he tried, the distance from the small Asian man in front was getting farther and farther away. Before he could run out of thirty meters, the gap between the two had exceeded five meters!

For 100-meter athletes, this gap means that the two are not on the same order of magnitude at all!

"Oh my God, what's going on with that Chinese player? Did he make a cheat?" Maracana Stadium, countless track and field professionals who were paying attention to this game, took a breath at this moment!

Even the referee Mecassi, who was in charge of the game, stood up from his seat at this moment, and his eyes were almost glaring out!

Fast, too fast!

No one can describe Chen Fan's speed and all the data at this moment. No one pays attention to it. At this moment, everyone's eyes are just on the small oriental figure on the track, watching him perform alone!

"Quick, no matter how fast, I can still be faster!" Chen Fan was already running crazy! He tried his best every step, as if he wanted to squeeze out the last trace of potential in his body. This was the first time he had fully opened fire after practicing the "Qi Refining Technique", and it was on the Olympic stadium. The warm atmosphere on the scene made him feel like he had a big dragon buff bonus!

"It's a miracle, Chen Fan, Chen Fan, he's ahead. Oh my God, he's too fast. He's like a bolt of lightning, stabbing towards the finish line. He threw all the contestants behind!" At the scene, Luffy's voice was so excited that he was out of tune! He used all the words of praise to express his excitement in his heart at this moment!

The game is not over yet, but this is no longer important. Anyone can tell that Chen Fan will definitely win!

Having just ran fifty meters, Chen Fan had already thrown seven world sprinters behind him, including Bolt, hardly apart more than ten meters behind him. And he was still accelerating, accelerating!

"Chen Fan, come on! Chen Fan, come on!!"

At the scene, the voices of all the Chinese audience gradually gathered into a main melody. They waved the little red flag in their hands vigorously, shouted Chen Fan's name loudly, cheering him on!

In front of the TV, more viewers watching the game joined the ranks. Although their shouts could not be heard, this did not prevent them from shouting vigorously!

It's so exciting! No one would have thought that in the 100-meter arena, there would be a scene where Chinese athletes lead European and American athletes!

"Brush!" Wang Rui instantly crossed the finish line like a flash of lightning. The electronic instruments next to him professionally recorded his record of this moment!

A moment later, bright red numbers appeared on the huge scoreboard!

6 seconds 97!

"hiss------"

The huge gasp sounded in the audience!

At this moment, all the athletes, including Bolt, were still desperately chasing the red figure in front of them. Their eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness!

How is it possible? How can a Chinese man win?

On the 100-meter track, they have always been the back garden of Europeans and Americans. When will the Chinese show be strong here?

However, the iron-like fact was in front of them. The Chinese boy named Wang Rui not only won, but also threw all of them away for nearly thirty meters!

This is a distance that makes them desperate!

This is an insurmountable gap!

Bolt yelled and rushed through the finish line quickly. He felt like he was almost exhausted. The fast frequency of the small Chinese guy in front just now completely ruined his rhythm!

He leaned his knees with his hands, gasped heavily, and tilted his head to look at the scoreboard not far away.

6 seconds 97!

This bright red number, like a lightning bolt, hitting Bolt hard, making his brain blank instantly!
Chapter completed!