"Now that the equipment is debugged, let's start testing. A few little guys, they're almost ready..."

Seeing Zhang Ben and Yao Wenjun looking at him, Chen Lao did not say the reason for his feelings.

Zhang Ben also felt confused, and Chen Lao's emotion made him inexplicably a little irritable.

"Then let's start testing... Test 100 meters first..."

Zhang Ben clapped his hands, and the four athletes waiting for the test walked to the starting line.

Zhang Ben glanced at the attributes of several people, shook his head slightly, and opened Wang Ben's attribute page.

Name: Ben Wang

Profession: Athlete

Age: 16

Strength: 10+

Stamina: 10+

Flexibility: 10+

Reaction: 10+

Fitness: 92%+

Status: 95%+

Explosiveness: 11+

Movement Value: 106%

Comprehensive certification: Excellent++

In the past ten days of training, Wang Ben's attribute value has not changed much.

Zhang Ben groaned slightly, thought carefully for a few seconds, and made a judgment in his heart: "Wang Ben's current attributes are very balanced, with enough strength, enough endurance, and flexibility to increase the span and flexibility of his pace. Reactions can increase cadence and reactions. So far, Wang Ben has lacked these two things..."

After thinking about it carefully, Zhang Ben gave up increasing the attribute values of Wang Ben and Li Liang now: "Wang Ben just ran a time of 10.24 seconds, and now if he breaks through this result, and the progress is too great, the progress is too fast, it is easy to breed pride..."

As a coach, Wang Ben knows very well that once an athlete has achieved impressive results, he will have conceit, which is not a good thing.

In the history of athletics, there has been an endless stream of such athletes.

Glancing at the old man beside him, the corners of his mouth curled: "I can't stimulate this old man now, and I can't let Wang Ben improve too much now, and I can't show my ability as a coach... After testing, it is best to increase his stat value..."

"Each, in place..."

Yao Wenjun was in charge of shouting the password, and the four athletes jumped up, adjusting their state and running aids.

Wang Ben was a little nervous, and his results in the first two tests were not very ideal.

Luo Jiaquan and the three of them were calm and not too nervous.

Wang Ben achieved good results in the Licheng selection competition. A few days ago, in the two tests, Wang Ben's results were no more than that, and the three of them were also full of confidence.

Old Chen looked very calm, but his eyes were full of anticipation.

Wang Ben has a relaxed look, and he is the most relaxed of several people.

"Ready..."

Yao Wenjun raised his command gun.

"Smack..."

Gunshots rang out, and Luo Jiaquan was the first to rush onto the track.

Li Tai is the second, Yin Jintao is the third, and Wang Ben is the last, the reaction is not very fast, and the backwardness is very obvious.

Wang Ben turned on the straight-line sprint skill for the first time and looked up at the display.

Wang Ben, starting reaction time: 0.1784 seconds...

This starting reaction time is not too good, and it is slightly inferior compared to before.

Luo Jiaquan: Starting reaction time: 0.1531 seconds...

Li Tai: Starting reaction time: 0.1552 seconds...

Yin Jintao: Starting reaction time: 0.1586 seconds...

"As a national team athlete, he reacted very quickly to the start..."

Zhang Ben sighed, the starting reaction time of these three people is very good. Not only excellent, but also stable.

"The start reaction was too slow... It's slower than ever..."

Beside Zhang Ben, Chen Lao sighed softly.

0.1784 seconds, close to 0.180 seconds of starting reaction time, in the domestic sprint track, is indeed not excellent, and even unqualified.

The yellow race has always had a good starting reflexes, and although the overall result was not excellent, the first half of the race was the best for the yellow race.

The yellow race prefers light strokes, while European and American runners tend to focus on power...

On the international circuit, the most representative power runner in the future is the American sprinter Justin Justin. Gatlin, Tyson. Guy...

"Huh..."

Chen Lao, who had just sighed with emotion, suddenly sighed lightly: "The speed of the middle and rear range is obviously much faster than before... Is this the result of core strength training, strength running? ”

At this time, the race was already halfway through, and Wang Ben had clearly surpassed the other three and ran at the front. opened a gap of nearly one and a half meters with the second place Luo Jiaquan...

Chen Lao glanced at Zhang Ben, his previous training method was to pursue Zhang Ben's training method, and he did not change it rashly. However, Wang Ben's results were not very satisfactory at the beginning.

"Or..."

Old Chen's eyes lit up: "Is it really like what he said, the problem of state?" ”

Zhang Ben listened to Chen Lao's muttering, a smile bloomed on his face, and he wanted to laugh in his heart: "This is all the blessing of the system, you tested before, Wang Ben did not have straight line sprint skills, and the natural results are his real results, and now he is being cheated by me..."

This is the meaning of Zhang Ben's existence, Zhang Ben's training method may be copied, but the function of the system cannot be copied at all...

"I am irreproducible..."

Zhang Ben's eyes fell on the track, at this time the race had passed eighty meters, and the distance between Wang Ben and the second place Luo Jiaquan was getting bigger and bigger, and it was close to two meters...

"According to Wang Ben's speed, the difference of more than one meter is close to the score gap of about 0.17 seconds..."

Zhang Ben frowned: "If Wang Ben reacts more quickly, the gap between him and Luo Jiaquan will be more obvious at this time, at least about 3 meters, and the difference between the results of the two sides will be close to 0.3 seconds!" ”

Fifteen meters...

Ten meters...

The race has reached the final ten meters... Wang Ben's speed is getting faster and faster, which is a visual illusion, or an illusion of the athlete's psychology...

Zhang Ben knows very well that the peak speed stage of athletes is between 50 meters and 80 meters, and then there will be a decrease in speed, and in the last 20 meters or so, the speed will slip...

The optical illusion of people, as well as psychological cues, will produce the feeling that the athlete is running faster and faster, and at this time, the athlete's speed has actually decreased...

"Crossed the line..."

Chen Lao suddenly shouted: "Not bad! ”

Zhang Ben looked at the finish line, and the chronograph board showed a string of numbers: 10 seconds 23...

"There is progress!"

Zhang Ben looked at the big screen and waited for a second or two, and the big screen showed the results of each athlete.

Wang Ben: Starting reaction time: 0.1784 seconds, final result 10 seconds 2341 seconds;

Luo Jiaquan: Starting reaction time: 0.1531 seconds, final time 10 seconds 4693 seconds;

Yin Jintao: Starting reaction time: 0.1586 seconds, final result 10 seconds 5073 seconds;

Li Tai: Starting reaction time: 0.1552 seconds, final time 10 seconds 5091 seconds...

The results are very stable, at least the results of Luo Jiaquan and the three are very stable.

Compared with the previous test results, Wang Ben is completely different, and he has made a slight improvement compared to the Licheng trials...

"Yes, some progress..."

Chen Lao was smiling all over his face, which was obviously different from his previous test results. Old Chen looked at this Zhang Ben with a strange face: "It seems that whoever wants to snatch your disciple is not so easy..."

Chen Lao didn't know how Zhang Ben did it, and he was able to let Wang Ben play his performance in full state.

Wang Ben had just entered the provincial team before, and before the test, Chen Lao copied Zhang Ben's training method. It was because of fear that the training method was changed, and the speed of Wang Ben and Li Liang would be affected.

The same training method, yesterday, Chen Lao followed the whole process.

In just three days, Wang Ben not only recovered his state, but also made some progress compared to the best results he had ever had... That's what it takes.

"But it's a pity... It would be nice to have it sooner..."

Old Chen's face was full of contemplation: "At this point, it is difficult to improve the grades, if you can improve a little, it is still far from enough, after all, those people above sometimes don't just look at the grades..."

In an instant, Zhang Ben understood: "Are you talking about the qualification for the Olympic Games?" ”