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38 seconds 10... a new Asian record was born.

Many Japanese spectators in the audience raised their arms and cheered... After so many days of silence, and being suppressed and beaten by the Tianchao team for so many days, this time, they can finally feel proud.

"yes!"

Kobayashi Jinghe also jumped up from the rest area, and waved vigorously into the air.

"Good job, Moxu-kun... Asahara-kun!"

Koji Ito clenched his fists and roared excitedly.

Much needed!

The Japanese team really needs an Asian champion to boost their morale and inspire all the athletes.

The four of Mo Xu Shenwu finally lived up to expectations. After being suppressed by Wang Xing for so many days, they were all suffocated. This time they finally twisted into a rope and broke out instantly on the 4*100 meters.

38 seconds 10!

A new Asian record!

The Japanese once again broke the 4*100m record of 38.13 seconds created last year.

The same four people also tried their best for the Japanese team.

"Hey, the 4*100 meters is indeed the superior event of the Japanese. This time... it will be a bit difficult to surpass..."

Old Chen sighed a little. 983 Although Wang Xing's 100-meter performance is very strong, he even broke the national record three times in a row, and the best time is even 9.80 seconds... However, it is obviously very difficult to surpass the Japanese team's 38.10 seconds.

After all, there is still a gap between the other players in the team and the four Mozu Shingo.

swish!

The results of the four stages of the 4*100m Japanese team were all displayed on the big screen at this time.

Tujiang Yuyu: 10 seconds 12!

Shinji Asahara: 9 seconds 38!

Shinji Takahiro: 9 seconds 60!

Continued Shingo: 9 seconds exactly!

Pretty nice set of data.

Because the 4*100 meters need to start and accelerate at the beginning, the second runner can start and accelerate to take over the baton directly in the relay zone, so the running time must be faster than the average 100 meters speed.

The second and fourth lanes are both straight, so Asahara Shinji and Suezue Shingo, two of the strongest 100-meter athletes in the Japanese team, obviously run faster.

Without the initial acceleration from zero, the two easily ran within 10 seconds!

"The last 90 meters, this guy Shenwu, took only 9 seconds, with an average speed of 10 meters per second... This kid seems to be working hard!"

Chen Luo was talking on the sidelines, but at this time, a reminder came from the radio that the second group of 4*100m semi-finalists would enter the field.

"Let's go, we're playing!"

Chen Jian yelled loudly, looked at the 38.10 seconds on the big screen, gritted his teeth and said, "This time, let's fight hard. No matter what, we can't widen the gap with the Japanese team. We promised Wang Xing, I will win this Asian gold medal for him!"

"Well, don't worry, I will do my best!"

"me too!"

Hu Kai squeezed his fists, at this moment Wang Xing really stretched out his hand suddenly: "Come on,

Crack! Crack! Crack!

All three hands were superimposed on the back of Wang Xing's hand, and then the four shouted in unison: "Come on, we are the strongest!"

"hehe......"

Old Chen looked at the four runners he was satisfied with, and Director Yu also looked relieved. The four in front of him can be said to be the hope of today's sprint world.

Before any new blood is born, they will do everything they can for the track and field career of the Celestial Dynasty.

"Boys, come on! You... are indeed the strongest!"

Old Chen was anticipating silently in his heart, and Director Yu was also full of hope. Looking at the four figures, he walked into the player channel.

The four members of the Japanese team have just broken the Asian record, and they are immersed in excitement at the moment, talking and laughing with each other.

Suddenly, several groups of fiery red figures caught their eyes.

The fiery red team uniform, like a scorching flame, caused Mo Xu Shenwu to raise (cfeg) his head involuntarily, and then his pupils shrank instantly.

Celestial team!

"Humph!"

Gao Ping Shenshi, the youngest, couldn't help but snorted coldly, but Chen Jian didn't look sideways, wiped the bodies of the four people, and walked into the arena.

In his eyes, there seemed to be an unyielding fighting spirit gushing out.

Thinking of the two Asian records Wang Xing broke today, as well as the 19.80 and 19.70 seconds, which are almost comparable to the world's best track and field results this year, his heart is a little excited.

How could he make him feel sorry for his teammates working so hard!

"No matter what you say, you can't hold back the progress!"

Shen Cheng, who was on the side, also clenched his fists, his face extremely solemn... For a long time, because he was overwhelmed by Chen Jian, he had a great enthusiasm for 60 meters.

But at this moment, he knew that if he didn't fight hard, he would obviously be despised by the other three.

They are a team, the sprint team of China.

"..."

Hu Kai also walked towards his third shot. Along the way, seeing countless cheering audiences and hostile eyes, his heart was peaceful.

"Myself, I must fully cooperate with Wang Xing...my task is to pass the baton to him quickly!"

Hu Kai told himself over and over again in his heart that he must not hold back the entire team.

After all, in terms of strength, he is the weakest in the team.

"Old Hu, I will reach my relay zone in a while, don't slow down, I have a way to get the baton in your hand..."

Wang Xing walked to Hu Kai's side, and whispered something in his ear.

"Ok?"

Hu Kai couldn't help being taken aback, and turned to look at Wang Xing. Wang Xing grinned and showed him an ok gesture, signaling him to rest assured.

"it is good!"

Hu Kai nodded, and Wang Xing rushed to the last group of tracks without looking back.

Now, eight teams and 32 players have all stood on the field.

The Tianchao team is ranked eighth and the outermost one.

And each take-over zone is 20 meters.

One leg is 0 to 90 meters, the relay zone is 90 to 110 meters... and so on, the fourth leg is 310 meters to 400 meters.

That is to say, the first bat can run 90 meters in the shortest time, and the farthest can run 110 meters without fouling.

Because of the two relay zone factors, the second leg can run 80 to 120 meters.

And the third bar is also, you can run 80 to 120 meters.

The last fourth bar is the interval from 90 to 110 meters.

After the beep sounded, the starter calmly pressed his starting gun.

boom!

gunshots.

Chen Jian was like a cheetah, his eyes instantly became extremely sharp, and he rushed towards the second best Shen Cheng.

In those eyes, there is the ambition to do everything! .