When the gun rang out, Wang Ben reacted quickly, almost with the Japanese sprinter, the Asian record of the local general Kuanyu, in no particular order, almost at the same time, got up and rushed to the track together.

At the beginning of the game, Zhang Ben started the straight-line sprint skill. Seeing Wang Ben's starting reaction, Zhang Ben breathed a sigh of relief: "Very good, these two and a half months of hard work have not been in vain..."

Obviously, the left and right feet are swapped back and forth, and Wang Ben's body shaking is too large at the moment of starting, which has been greatly improved. And the start reaction is quicker than ever.

"0.1539 seconds, this starting reaction is already very good..."

Changing the running style seems to be the right choice...

Zhang Ben, who has just entered the national team, needs Wang Ben to run an excellent result to prove the correctness of his training methods... If the change of running style is successful, Zhang Ben will be able to gain a firm foothold.

And to prove to everyone that his training method is not only theoretical, but also extremely feasible.

The same person, other people's training performance slipped... Only Zhang Ben can make Wang Ben's grades improve!

If it fails...

For Zhang Ben's career, it is definitely a blow.

"Next, it's up to you to see the effect of the stride reduction..."

In the past two and a half months, Zhang Ben did not increase an attribute value for Wang Ben, but only restorative training, allowing him to increase his attribute value through training.

Only by returning to the peak can we continue to improve our physical fitness.

"Good!"

Yu Wei shouted, Wang Ben's starting reaction was slow, and the acceleration in the first half was slow, which Yu Wei knew well.

At this moment, Wang Ben's starting reaction and acceleration have obviously changed greatly.

At the beginning of the race, when eight athletes started the race, the Vietnamese athlete fell last.

Whether it is a Filipino American GI, or an Indonesian, or two black, Kazakh athletes are faster than Vietnamese athletes.

The Vietnamese athlete's pair of small short legs, no matter how frequent they are, they are still powerless, and the gap between them and the players in front of them is getting bigger and bigger.

Indonesians look like black people, but they don't have the physique of black people, no matter the speed or frequency, plus the height of less than 1.7 meters, they may belong to the kind of tall and powerful type in Indonesia, and on the international track, only the part of being abused.

"Come on! Wang Ben ......"

Yu Wei has been paying attention to the track, especially Wang Ben.

Looking at these athletes, Yu Wei was suddenly startled. Wang Ben's starting reaction just now was not lagging behind, which made him a little too excited. Wang Ben was relatively slow in the first half of the race, it was only 30 meters, and the Japanese general Kuanyu was already half a position ahead of Wang Ben.

At the end of Shenwu, he was also faintly ahead of Wang Ben.

Yu Wei glanced at the two Japanese runners in surprise, their running style was unique. The first half of the race accelerates quickly, almost just over twenty meters, and has reached peak speed. began to raise his head and get up, and ran at peak speed, while Wang Ben was still bowing his head to adapt to his cadence, and he hadn't raised his head yet...

The naturalized players of the two local tyrant countries on the left hand side of the Japanese are also very fast, almost on par with Wang Ben. The Kazakhstani players in the eighth track are also faintly one line faster than Wang Ben.

At this moment, there are eight athletes on the entire track, except for Vietnamese athletes, Filipino athletes and Indonesian athletes, Wang Ben is only ranked fifth......

Wang Ben's running style did not have an advantage in the first half of the race, but at this time he changed his running style, and Yu Wei had a strong worry in his heart: "Sure enough, everyone is right, the strongest group in the preliminaries is not the weakest group because of the existence of Vietnamese and Indonesian players." ”

"If Wang Ben wants to advance, I'm afraid it will be difficult..."

Yu Wei took a deep breath and already lost hope in Wang Ben.

The opponent is too tough...

............

"Good start... After switching between the left and right feet, the body shaking is not so obvious..."

Zhang Ben held a palm-sized notebook and recorded the moment when Wang Ben started: "It turns out that Wang Ben's starting skills should be stable and continue training... Then there's the question of stride length..."

"He gradually adapted to this style of running, and felt awkward when training in China, which was the stimulation of the lack of competition atmosphere, and now Wang Ben is gradually adapting to this kind of stride reduction, just 30 meters of acceleration, increasing the pace span, 50 meters is clearly reflected... Flexibility is obviously lacking, if the flexibility of the body can be changed, the speed should be faster, and the movement is a little stiff..."

Wang Ben put away the notebook and pen, and the accumulation of technology in the first 50 meters greatly improved Wang Ben's speed in the second half of the race. Super high cadence, super large pace, in the same cadence, in the same time, Wang Ben's speed is faster.

"Surpassing Sharfa now is just the beginning..."

Zhang Ben took out a pen and paper: "Sixty meters began to surpass other players... Hmm, he surpassed Yoon Dong Haofu again, approached Shafar, and approached Shingo Suesu..."

"There are still thirty meters left in the race... The chances are great..."

Zhang Ben felt his eyes, his own thinking, and his right hand that allowed him to take notes, almost cramping: "I'm so stupid, don't I have a photographer?" ”

"Smack..."

Patting his head, Zhang Ben was a little annoyed: "This habit still can't be changed... Looking back at how good the replay was, I wasted the opportunity to watch the whole game..."

"Oh..."

As soon as he put away the notebook and the pen, Yu Wei suddenly screamed, clenched his fists and jumped up: "Wang Ben! Come on! Come on, Wang Ben! ”

Zhang Ben looked at the track, and at this time the race had passed 90 meters...

Wang Ben was ranked fifth, and the distance of Rahu Tu will be wide by one position, and at this time he has been neck and neck, faintly surpassing the Tu general Kuanyu line......

There are less than ten meters left...

Wang Ben only needed three more than three steps to finish the last ten meters, less than four steps... It will take more than four steps for the soil to be abundant.

With the same cadence and distance, Wang Ben obviously has the shortest time...

At this time, the two are almost neck-to-neck...

Zhang Ben's idea has just fallen, Wang Ben, Tu Jiang Kuanyu, and Su Xu Shenwu are almost unrecognizable and have crossed the finish line one after another... Shafar, Yin Donghaofu and others are also rushing to the line...

It's the top speed in Asia, alas...

According to the arrangement of the South Korean organizers, many sprinters in this group can only regret ending the race...

"Who won?"

Yu Wei glanced at the timing card, and the whole person looked a little numb... Yu Wei was stunned.

Zhang Ben crossed a string of numbers in front of him, he knew that Wang Ben must have broken the domestic record, as for who won in the end, he didn't have time to check the results, Yu Wei grabbed him.

"Anyway, Wang Ben and two other Japanese players are considered to have advanced... The conspiracy of the South Korean organizers has succeeded..."

Zhang Ben shrugged his shoulders, the speed just now was so fast that it was almost difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Yu Wei's body trembled a little, but he still laughed: "If it's true, this... Hiss... This is a new Asian record, who set it? ”

Whether it is an athlete or a coach, they all look at the big screen on the scene, and the whole stadium can hear the pins falling...

A new Asian record!

On the chronograph card, the string of bright red numbers made everyone hold their breath...

Who created it?

"It must be Kuanyu-kun... He had equaled the Asian record before, and it is normal to break the Asian record at this time! ”

At the end of the track, the riverside Kitajima was full of anticipation and excitement, and his body trembled: "This is a yellow race, the first time to rush into 10 seconds!" This is a historic moment! Enough to make the world remember! ”

Who won, the Japanese are confident, the Chinese coach is full of anticipation ...

The entire stadium is quietly waiting for the replay of the line on the big screen...

"It's out..."

On the big screen, there is finally a slow motion of the last eight athletes crossing the line...

"Wang Ben!"

Zhang Ben also checked the rewards of the system at this time, and also saw the slow-motion replay.

Obviously, Wang Ben is leading the line and taking the lead in crossing the line...

The rules of international race crossing are that when any part of the body crosses the finish line, it is considered a successful crossing... Wang Ben was already ahead of the first line, and he was tall, taking the lead in making a line crossing action, with a long height and length, he obviously had an advantage...

"Wang Ben!"

"Wang Ben!"

Yu Wei yelled and screamed, and even burst into tears: "New Asian record!" A new Asian record! ”

Chinese, breaking the Asian record!

Yellow race, run into 10 seconds!

9.99 seconds!