Chapter eight hundred and fifteen, another city(2/2)
This is another scene that caught everyone off guard.
"Damn, can Mr. Ding speed up?"
"Kneel, the 800-meter final is so exciting."
"Look, Mr. Ding has caught up with Rodler, hey~~ it's still a little bit."
"Exciting, I've never seen such a fierce competition in track and field competition."
Ding Peng's sudden speedup made the Chinese audience feel uneasy. They originally thought that this gold medal belonged to them, but who would have thought that Ding Peng could speed up even more? He ran very fast just now.
At this time, the game on the court was super intense, and it was divided into two echelons, the first echelon was Ding Peng and Rodler, and the second echelon was Boggot and his group.
The second echelon was still alright and the speed was normal.
The real excitement is Ding Peng and Rodler in the first tier. When they look at them, they are like two wild horses, all of them rushing forward with great effort. Ding Peng is the first, and Rodler is the first, which can be said to be difficult to solve.
Not to mention the audience in such a fierce competition, even many coaches and athletes have never seen many times.
By the last two hundred meters, the competition between Ding Peng and Rodler had reached a heightened momentum.
Rodler's white face turned red, and he almost used the power of the prehistoric world, and everyone could only see a shadow running hard on it.
Ding Peng also used all his strength at this time. He knew that this accident forced him to fight without reservation. At this moment, the muscles on his legs began to jump violently, transmitting strength to his feet, and then driving his feet to speed up the pace of running and increasing the speed of running.
In the last hundred meters, the entire scene was silent, no one spoke, and there was even a voice to discuss in a low voice.
Tens of thousands of people at the scene were stunned and stared at the two figures running in front of the field. Many girls even covered their mouths, widened their eyes, and some even bent their waists.
This is definitely a crazy game. No matter who wins the gold medal in the end, it will become a beautiful landscape in Olympic history.
In the last fifty meters, Rodler once again made a strong effort to surpass Ding Peng. Although he was only half a body, he also gained a leading advantage. What's more, it was too close to the finish line at this time. It was difficult for Ding Peng to surpass him.
"Buddha bless, Buddha bless, Buddha bless."
"Don't lose, you must not lose."
"I will win, and Mr. Ding will win."
"Ahhhh, I don't dare to watch it."
"It's so exciting, it's really so exciting."
Many people were praying for Ding Peng, and many people didn't dare to watch it in the end.
At the same time, there are many Chinese spectators praying for Rodler, hoping that he can maintain this slight advantage until the end. As long as he reaches the finish line, he will win and he will win the gold medal.
Ding Peng completely convinced Rodler. Fortunately, he was himself. If it were anyone else, he would be desperate at this time.
"Fuck, you're ruthless!"
In the end, Ding Peng wanted to scold people. He knew that since Boggart gave it to him, he would definitely not lose, and he could not afford to lose, because Wen Tao was still waiting for the gold medal, his daughter was still waiting for the gold medal, and billions of Chinese people were waiting for the gold medal.
So you can't lose, there is no reason to lose!
Um!
Suddenly, Ding Peng and others snorted, and the muscles on his face were beating a few times. Then everyone saw Ding Peng's speed rise again.
Whoosh...
When he was more than ten meters away from the finish line, Ding Peng surpassed Rodler like crazy.
Everyone was about to jump up. The last two hundred meters race was really exciting, especially in the last few dozen meters. No one expected that Ding Peng could speed up.
Brother, do you know how fast you run?
People were shocked, but no one said anything. Many people clenched their fists and cheered for Ding Peng, and many people held their breath and cheered for Rodler.
After Ding Peng passed by Rodler, he did not relax at all, just like a lightning bolt that cut through the sky, rushing past ten meters away!
When he and Rodler crossed the finish line, earth-shaking applause and shouts suddenly erupted throughout the field.
"Ahhhhhh! Win!"
"Long live!"
"Mr. Ding, I'm kneeling for you!!"
"I believe in Mr. Ding to obtain eternal life!"
"That's so awesome!"
"Oh my God, I never thought that sports competitions would be so exciting."
“A great contest that has been recorded in history!”
"Rodler is still honored even though he is defeated!"
Ding Dang didn't know why, but when he saw his father almost gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, his face was the first to cross the finish line, the little girl cried.
At the same time, Ding Manrou's sisters also cried. At this moment, they realized that it was really difficult for their father to win this time. They were simply fighting for this gold medal.
Jin Ling's body was trembling. She wanted to stand up from the sofa, but she didn't stand up all of a sudden and sat back again, until the second time she stood up.
Zhao Fang covered her mouth with her hands and smiled at the TV, but the tears in her eyes could not help but flow down.
Cheng Guanjie pressed his head against the table, then pounded the table with both hands. After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and shouted.
"ah!!!!!"
Zhu Beibei held the table with both hands. She felt like she was dreaming just now, having a very exciting and exciting dream.
When she woke up from her dream, she was weak all over.
Zhao Yueguang and the others did not yell this time. They just watched silently, and then their eyes turned red.
On the field.
After crossing the finish line, Ding Peng did not stop immediately, but ran slowly, and waited for a while before starting to walk. While walking, he waved to the surrounding audience.
Everyone was laughing, even the audience in China, they were not resentful because Ding Peng won the first place, but were excited because Ding Peng and Rodler presented them with a peerless classic game.
The red flags in the stands are like endless oceans, rising and falling.
Ding Peng ran past the front row of spectators, reached out to grab a national flag, and then ran slowly with the national flag in both hands, the national flag kept fluttering.
Click ~
Chapter completed!