Su Zu walked out of the rest area, and the stadium was still frighteningly hot.

Another message about the just-concluded women's 100m final was broadcast on the radio, and a little girl surnamed Chen broke the meeting record again with a time of 11.55 seconds.

"When did this record in the Chinese Games become so worthless." Before walking to the starting area of the finals, Su Zu heard the inspector who checked his information muttering in a low voice.

"11.55 seconds, girls are so good!" Su Zu couldn't help but be speechless, it is not an exaggeration to say that it takes at least sixteen or seventeen seconds for an ordinary girl to run a hundred meters, and the speed of 11.55 seconds is changed to six or seven months ago, and he may not be able to run. It's a pity that I didn't pay much attention to which one it was when I restarted, and I don't know what kind of man the girl who can run with such a result is.

At this time, in front of the starting area, all the runners in the men's 100-meter final were in place, and they were on their own tracks, simply moving their hands and feet.

According to the results of the semi-finals, Su Zu was assigned to the seventh lane, and Liang Junxin, a player from Guangdong Province who broke the men's 100-meter record before Su Zu, was in the fifth lane, and the other players from each group were not bad.

The men's 100-meter record in the Chinese Games is 10.50 seconds, which is just at the watershed of the athlete level, and only Liang Junxin and Su Zu have run in the preliminaries, but the other players are basically in the range of 10.6 seconds to 10.8 seconds.

After all, the players participating in the Chinese Games are not professional athletes, and there is too little information to understand, if it is the Asian Games World Championships and the Olympic Games, before the start of the competition, there are already various competition experiences, and the players know each other's strength to some extent.

After the starter signaled for the runners to take their positions, the runners who were relaxing their joints in front of and behind the starting area to prepare for the activity also returned to their respective starting lines one by one and began to crouch down.

Su Zu pressed his hands on the rubber track in front of the starting line, and he felt hot. A player on the runway next to him was even more exaggerated than him, he seemed to be caught off guard, and he was burned, and he pressed his hand on the track and picked it up and shook it.

This kind of small action is just a matter of blinking, and all the finalists quickly adjusted their state, eliminating distractions and listening to the starting gun with full attention.

American women's sprinter Joyna said in an interview that in the 100-meter sprint, there is nothing more important than listening to the starting gun, and you can't do anything until the gun goes off.

To be able to stand on the starting line of a final, the strength of all the players is basically close to a level, and the gap will not be too big. Any little bit of play can make the difference between victory and defeat.

In everyday life, it's normal to be distracted or react slowly for 0.5 seconds and 1 second. You call out a person's name, and he answers you every 0.5 seconds and 1 second to give you feedback, and you basically don't notice it at all. In the sprint race, this time is greatly amplified, and it may take 0.5 seconds to start the reaction, which is enough for your competitors in the same group to complete the acceleration of the first step or two, and go out several positions away.

In IAAF competitions or some large-scale sports events, because each track is far and close to the starting gun, in order to make up for the faint gap in the transmission of the starting gun sound in the air, a small horn is set up behind the starting gear of each runner. Electronic equipment is used to ensure that the players hear the gunfire at the same time as much as possible.

Of course, this Chinese Games has not been equipped with such perfect equipment, not the top level of competition, this point of gunfire in the air gap, is ignored.

"Each...... The "Reserve ......" starter saw that the contestants were in place and began to shout the password.

In front of the starting line, all the runners arched their bodies as the command sounded, and the weight of the human body fell on the forearms and front legs.

"Smack!"

If there is a slow motion at this time, you can clearly see that the players in front of each starting line suddenly burst out from a slightly relaxed state in the moment after the gun, and the muscles on the thighs, arms, chest, abdomen and back instantly bulged.

Su Zu stepped on the pedal of the starting block, and instantly exerted force, his height is now close to 1.80 meters, a few centimeters taller than most of the finalists of the Chinese Games, but he did not slow down at all in the acceleration stage of the start, and his fast cadence took advantage after twenty or thirty meters.

And also firmly control this advantage, raise your head and straighten up, quickly swing your arms, and enter the high-speed stage of running on the way. Su Zu's eyes could see that the player in the eighth lane on the right had been pulled away by him, but he didn't know how many tracks on the left side were still biting him.

Su Zu can clearly feel that he played well this time, the starting reaction is not the fastest, but it is definitely not bad, the acceleration is very sufficient, the rhythm control is perfect, and it is a rare peak state of his sprinting. But in the same way, as he ran as fast as he could, there were still people following closely.

This is the National Middle School Games, and even if there is a gap in level, almost all of the people who come to compete are the fastest runners of this age.

"It's Liang Junxin, right?" The quick thought flashed, Su Zu didn't care about anything else, abandoned the distracting thoughts and accelerated wildly, there was only one thought left in his mind!

Rush, rush, rush!

Accelerate, accelerate, accelerate!

As far as the eye can see, there is only the finish line!

Possess, bow your head, press the line! We've crossed the finish line!

Raise your head again to stabilize the center of gravity of your body, explode at too fast speed, your body shook slightly when you crossed the line, and the strong inertial force pushed your body for a distance of forty or fifty meters before it stopped.

10.39 seconds!

A new record for the men's 100-meter sprint in the National Middle School Games!

At this time, the Hedao City Middle School Student Team instantly boiled, and the players who came to participate together all crackled and applauded. This is an individual honor, but it is also a collective honor.

Team leader Wen Rongguang roared, and the whole person almost jumped up, as if all kinds of pressure he was under had to take this opportunity to vent.

Behind Wen Rongguang, the male coach Liu Jian, who had never had a sense of existence, laughed, and excitedly punched Zhang Yuhui, another male coach next to him, and then was slapped on the arm by the other party grinning, and the two looked at each other and giggled happily. Xu Wenqing, a fellow female teacher, covered her mouth slightly, and seemed to be infected by the fierce atmosphere of the competition.

The moment Zhen Long saw Su Zu winning the first place in the viewing area, he was so excited that he ran back and forth, making a trumpet shape with his hands and shouting, "Brother Zu, mighty!" Then he did two side flips in a row, as if this was not enough to release the excitement of the moment.

Only Su Zu's head coach Li Zhizhong, with a smile on his face, applauded indifferently, but on the back that no one could see, his shirt was already soaked, revealing the outline of the white vest inside.

The charm of sports competition and the joy of winning the championship exploded in an instant!

At the same time, on the other side, a slightly balding man in Guangdong Province threw the mineral water bottle with half a bottle of water left on the ground, and seemed to be still angry, and then stepped on it fiercely. The mouth of the bottle exploded, and the cap and water of the mineral water bottle splashed a meter or two away.

"I... I..."

Zhang Quanshan was stunned, and after saying two in a row, I didn't shout out the tone particle behind it.

After a few seconds, it suddenly seemed to remember something, and he hurriedly pulled out a clamshell Motorola from the strap where he put his clothes.

"Coach Zhuang? I|Grass ...... Yes...... No, Su Zu, I said Su Zu, he ran the record of the National Chinese Games...... Grades? How much did you run, you ask? 10.39......"

Su Zu stood in the middle of the runway, breathing heavily. Just now, because I was running too fast, I almost hit the javelin area of the field competition next door. Fortunately, there was a staff member who stopped him.

Looking up, there were not many people in the stadium, there were no thousands of lights, and there were no countless spectators cheering, but there were still some people who were rejoicing for themselves.

The ascetic-like training since rebirth, the robot-like work and rest, I feel worth it at this moment.

Win!

This Chinese Games is still a small stage, and I will continue to walk on a bigger stage!

I come, I see, I conquer!