Half past six in the evening.

At the stadium of the Shiping County Sports Center, colorful flags from all corners were blown by the wind in the night.

Su Zu and the coaching staff walked all the way from the hotel arranged by the organizer of the championship all the way to the stadium of the sports center along the main road of Shiping County.

It may be because of the track and field competition, this way, the whole county center is brightly lit inside and outside, a few people did not take the vehicle arranged by the organizer along the way, but walked directly, the whole county is not too big, after dinner in the hotel, by the way to help Su Zu eat under the activity, follow the road signs of the county or occasionally ask pedestrians, but only forty or fifty minutes to the place.

"I really don't know what it will be like when the Olympics are going to happen?" Wang Yuanbin sighed sincerely, recalling that after asking for directions just now, an aunt who originally came out to buy vegetables, heard that they were athletes and coaches participating in the competition, and directly put aside the matter of going home to cook for her family, and enthusiastically led a few people all the way, interspersed with the introduction of the humanities and historical buildings of Shiping County from time to time, and the high mood and self-confidence really made people sigh and praise.

"I've heard that the imperial capital will build a new stadium in two years, ready for the Olympic Games in the future, I really want to see it soon."

Everyone is emotional, and when they usually participate in competitions, they are basically fixed in a small circle, and ordinary people don't feel the atmosphere of many sports competitions. This time, almost the whole county of Shiping County was mobilized, and the kind of proactive and proud national sports atmosphere felt indescribably good for people in a sports system.

As soon as I entered the stadium, a heat wave hit the pavement. Because it was night, there were many more people in the audience than during the day, in addition to the local residents of the village, and even many of them came from the four miles and eight villages, and the various dialects were mixed with the cheering of Mandarin, and the smiling faces were full of excitement.

Because the organizers did not arrange a game in the afternoon, although the sky was not yet dark, there was already a game on the field.

The track competition began with the women's 400m hurdles heats, followed by the men's 400m hurdles heats, followed by the women's and men's 100m finals. In the field competition, there are men's pole vault, decathlon high jump, women's hammer throw, women's long jump and other events.

Su Zu wore long sleeves and trousers, sat on the sidelines to rest, the weather at the end of October was already a little cool in the morning and evening in Jiangnan Province, and his body was hot all the way, and he had to maintain his body temperature. After the body is warmed up, it suddenly cools down again, and the next time you do strenuous exercise, it is easy to have muscle and joint injuries.

Time passed little by little, and at around 7:15 p.m., the women's 100m final began. Su Zu got up from the sidelines, pressed his legs, stretched his muscles, twisted his waist, lowered his waist, moved his wrists, ankles, hips and joints back and forth, and began to do some simple warm-ups with high leg raises on the field.

These are the habits that I learned from assistant coach Zheng Wei when I was still in sports school, and I must be patient in the warm-up and try to move my body as much as possible before the competition, one is to be able to maintain the competitive state, and the other is to avoid unnecessary injuries.

Don't look at these casual pre-competition activities, many athletes' muscle strains and joint injuries are related to insufficient warm-up.

"Men's 100m finalists, please get ready to ......"

Three announcements sounded on the radio, and Su Zu finally checked his spikes, took off his long coat and trousers, and trotted into the arena under the encouraging eyes of Li Zhizhong and several other members of the coaching staff.

As soon as he walked on the track, Su Zu felt the wind blowing in the arena, and his body felt a little cool. The stadiums in Siping County are not the kind of closed venues, but are transparent from east to west, only blocked by low walls, and the north and south are the rostrum and audience seats.

Before the starting line, the eight finalists appeared one after another, and the radio once again briefly introduced the runners on each track, this time in the finals, the cameraman did not give the runners a close-up close-up shot one by one, basically just hurriedly swept from one side of the track, and ran to the starting line on the other side.

Su Zu stood in the fifth lane, and the fourth lane on his left hand side was Chen Jian, the third runner-up of the Asian Games.

Maybe it was because I had just taken off my clothes, but there was a wind blowing in the arena, and I felt a little cold.

"Each in place......

Seeing that the runners were almost ready, the starter shouted a slogan to remind all the runners to return to the starting gear.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Chen Jian, who was next to Su Zu, clenched his fists and roared, his originally shy and introverted appearance faded in an instant, and his eyes flashed with a raging fire. As described in a martial arts novel, at this time, the peerless master is raising his momentum to the extreme, and his whole body is filled with a murderous aura, ready to kill with one blow at any time.

"Chen Jian, this young man, was still in great shape before the competition."

Yu Liwei, who had been paying attention to every move in the finals area on the sidelines, nodded again and again, seemingly satisfied with the athletes' excited state.

This is a player who has participated in an international competition, and when he encounters an opponent challenge before the competition, he will instinctively defend his honor.

"Chen Jian, you can win. You're the runner-up in the Asian Games, and you're aiming for the Olympics in two years' time, which is the international arena. ”

Chen Jian's direct coach Mai Shaoqiang pursed his lips and puffed up his cheeks slightly, obviously the coach watching the game was also gritting his teeth, and he was also staring intently at every move in the track and field field.

Su Zuchang took a long breath, not affected by Chen Jian's roar in his ears, squatted in front of the starting block, adjusted his breathing to a stable state, and pricked up his ears, listening to the sound of the starting gun that was about to sound.

After the athletes walked back to the starting machine, their bodies squatted down, and their hands pressed against the edge of the starting line, the huge stadium, which was still filled with all kinds of noisy and trivial sounds, instantly fell silent.

"Ready—"

"Smack!"

A crisp starting gun rang out, and all the suppressed sounds instantly came out again.

"Run, run!"

"Come on, come on, ......"

All kinds of shouting cheers, snapping applause, one after another.

At the moment when the gun rang out, Su Zu's feet kicked on the starting gear suddenly, and the whole person ran forward quickly. His reaction time from the start is now stable in less than 0.2 seconds, and occasionally around 0.15 seconds when he is in good shape.

But he started quickly, and the other finalists in the same final were basically at the same level, and they were not much slower than him, and there were people who were faster than him.

The best top sprinters can compress the starting reaction speed to an extreme of 0.11-0.12 seconds, which is almost like running with a gun in the eyes of ordinary people.

And this time at the start, Chen Jian's reaction was basically about 0.12 seconds, and he seized the opportunity with a starting action. This extremely faint gap is almost impossible to see with the naked eye. But for the athletes on the field, seizing this small starting reaction advantage is one point faster than when other people's muscles contract and exert force.

Five, ten, thirty meters...... Chen Jian took the lead, and the advantage gained from the starting reaction was quickly transformed into the advantage of starting acceleration.

Su Zu, who was in the fifth lane, obviously felt that Chen Jian in the fourth lane was going to surpass him by one position, and this acceleration in the first thirty meters was not much better than his previous explosion before changing his running style.

Fifty meters, Su Zu's speed gradually caught up, and Chen Jian also clearly felt that this little player who was valued by him was really fast in terms of speed, and he almost bit tightly in the first half of the first half of the race.

Immediately, I enter the middle and second half. After Su Zu ran fifty meters, his speed had completely reached the peak, and after the change of running style, his acceleration in the first half of the race had decreased, but once the speed added up, the cadence and stride length reached the most suitable rhythm, the speed would not drop at all.

"So fast, so fast!"

The spectators watched from the sidelines as the two figures overtook the finalists around them and rushed to the finish line together on the short 100-meter track.

The speed of the impact was almost indiscriminate, fifty meters, sixty meters...... 80 meters, 90 meters...... It looks like it's about to cross the line in an instant.

People who pay attention to the event have their throats and eyes in their hearts, and people who don't know the inside story can't imagine that Chen Jian, who has just won the third place in the Asian Games, and Chen Jian, who has no opponent in the men's 100 meters at the National Track and Field Championships for two consecutive years, actually met an opponent who is not equal in this competition.

"Crossing the line!" I don't know who shouted.

On the field, Su Zu and Chen Jian crossed the finish line almost at the same time, and the third and fourth runners behind them were two or three meters behind.

"Grades, how many grades? Who ran first? ”

Everyone was eagerly waiting for the announcement of the results, from Li Zhizhong, Wang Yuanbin, to Yu Liwei and Mai Shaoqiang, all of them widened their eyes and ears were pricked up, as if they were afraid of missing the next bit of information.

After a while, all the runners who had crossed the finish line came to a complete buffer.

The announcement of the race was broadcast, and the results appeared on the chronograph board.

"10.17 seconds."

Everyone who saw this result was stunned again, and Chen Jian's head coach Mai Shaoqiang took off his glasses and wiped them again and again, with an unbelievable look on his face.

How can it be? Who ran this? This is a national record?! Someone can even tie the national record?

Is it Chen Jian of the fourth realm, or Su Zu of the fifth realm?

A series of questions lingered in the minds of those who watched the game.

“…… The fourth Chen Jian, 10.18 seconds, the fifth Su Zu, 10.17 seconds......" The conference broadcast the results of this group of finals one by one.

"Ah, Su Zu, Su Zu won, Su Zu is first. 17 ,?! in 10 seconds This is a national record, Su Zu equaled the national record......" The moment Wang Yuanbin heard the results, the whole person jumped up, his face turned red, and he was very excited.

"No, no, no, it shouldn't be, it's not that fast." Li Zhizhong on the sidelines was not ecstatic, but frowned, because he had been nervous for a long time, and the sweat on his forehead slipped down between his eyebrows for a long time.

"It's over the wind speed?!" Sweat slid down, and with a slight coolness blown by the wind, Li Zhizhong suddenly woke up.

Sure enough, before everyone waited, the referee who clocked the time gave an explanation.

With a tailwind of 2.9 meters per second and a super wind speed, Su Zu's results in the men's 100-meter final of the National Track and Field Championships and Grand Prix Finals are not listed as the national 100-meter sprint record.

The IAAF has set a limit for the speed of the wind, which is 2 meters per second, and the speed of the wind is called the speed of the wind, and the results set by the athlete in the excess wind speed are valid, but they are not listed as any records.

Countless athletes and coaches on the sidelines, as well as staff at all levels of the event committee, breathed a sigh of relief and felt sorry for it.

The national record, how many years has no one run, and it finally appeared once, but unfortunately, the wind speed was exceeded.