At 10:20 a.m., the semifinals of the 100-meter dash are about to begin. A total of 24 athletes will make it to the semi-finals, and eight of them will be selected to make it to the finals.

Mars was placed in the second group, which means that in a maximum of ten minutes, he will start the game.

"Still nervous?" The system asked coldly.

"Don't be nervous!" Mars took a deep breath and exhaled hard.

He was telling the truth, compared to the preliminary round, he was not so nervous, but felt a trace of excitement and enthusiasm.

Although he has been training in sprinting since he was a teenager, he has never participated in such a region-wide competition, so he was nervous in the preliminary race, his mind was blank, and he ran almost instinctively, so he did not run the best result in training.

However, when he stood on the edge of the track again today, he found that the dense crowd in the stands and the concentrated gaze no longer brought him the pressure of the preliminary race, but turned into a kind of motivation and ambition.

"Bang!"

The sound of the starting pistol was heard at the starting line ahead, and Mars glanced over there to see the athletes in the first group rush out in an instant, but stopped again.

Someone ran away, maybe because of nervousness, or maybe it was a technical mistake in pressing the gun.

"What are you looking at, aren't you hurrying to prepare?" The system put on a creditor's face again.

"Right now! Right away! Mars laughed. His wind skills are not good enough, so he needs to meditate in advance to feel the direction and speed of the wind. According to the system, after mastering this skill, you can feel the air flow around your body at any time and react in your favor.

Closing his eyes, calming down, and carefully feeling the air flow around him, Mars smiled:

"It's a bit windy today!"

The higher the wind speed, the greater the impact on running, especially when downwind. When the wind speed reaches a certain standard, the athlete's performance cannot be used as a record, but only as a standard for awarding medals.

However, Mars doesn't care, he is still a long way from breaking the record, he needs to earn his first medal and the first energy in this competition before he can continue to improve his performance.

"Don't giggle, get ready! Now it's up to you! The system reminded.

"Good!" Mars said confidently.

The first group had already reached the finish line and Mars was on his starting position.

He was lucky that he was not in the same group as Lao Junyou. Although Mars thinks that it is okay to be in the same group as Lao Junyou, the system believes that the "duel to the death" with Lao Junyou in the semi-finals will most affect his final results. So he also recognized the "shit luck" that the system said.

Continuing to close his eyes, feeling the change in the wind speed around him, and confirming his posture and strategy when running, Mars squatted down on the spot, ready to listen to the order.

"What is that guy doing?" On the edge of the starting line, near the stands, stood two men in tracksuits and baseball caps. One of them asks the other.

"Pray?" Another answer.

The questioner's brow was furrowed by the brim of his cap, and he didn't like athletes who usually didn't work hard and engaged in such superstitious activities.

These two people, in fact, are the head and assistant coaches of the sprint event of the national track and field team, and they are standing here in a low-key manner to inspect the performance of the athletes in this regional games.

In the eyes of the head coach, if it weren't for the top three in each event in the track and field competition to participate in the all-league competition, in the sprint event, I am afraid that only Lao Junyou could reach the standard.

Therefore, this time I mainly examined the performance of Lao Junyou, and then formulated a targeted training plan to strive for better results in the league-wide competition.

Lao Junyou finished the first group just now, and if he hadn't waited for the finals, he would have left a long time ago. Now because of boredom, I will notice Mars's actions.

"This guy is from Hujiang University, a junior, and he finished eighth in the semi-finals." The assistant coach added that as a deputy, he collects information that is familiar with all the athletes, and it is his duty to do auxiliary work for the head coach.

"Hmm." The head coach snorted indifferently, and selected 24 in the semi-finals, and the eighth place was not a very good result, and it was basically the role of the runner in the final. Moreover, that athlete is already a junior, not a freshman, and can be observed as a potential seed.

"Ready!"

"Bang!"

No one in this group scrambled, and all eight athletes got off to a smooth start.

Mars did not have a blank mind this time as he did in the preliminary race, but his concentration was abnormally concentrated, not only did he keep his movements very stretched, but also used the "boost" of the little bit of wind speed behind him very well.

The 100-meter race was really too short, and Mars felt that he had not run too far away, and he did not notice who he had overtaken, and who had overtaken him, and had already crossed the yellow finish line of the finish line.

Mars, who was a little confused, ran forward by inertia, tilted his head to look at the large digital screen on the sidelines, and saw at a glance that his name was actually listed in the first row.

"Yay!" Mars then reacted, ran first in the group, jumped happily on the spot a few times, and then jogged back in the direction of the starting point and went to find the coach of his school.

"Huh?" The assistant coach snorted, "Do you think that guy's movements are ......?"

The associate professor pondered for a moment, but still couldn't come up with the right words to describe it.

"Stretch, harmony, ease." The manager summed it up.

"Hmm!" The assistant coach nodded, and sure enough, the leadership level was better.

"But the explosiveness is not enough." The manager's brow furrowed even tighter. From the posture point of view, this kid's movements are indeed very good, there is no reason, the same running posture, I feel that this kid's movements are like antelope running and jumping like stretching and harmony, but if it is too stretched, it will also lead to not being able to fully burst out of muscle strength.

"Maybe it's because there's not enough pressure on this group." Said the assistant coach. The strength of this group is the weakest of the three, maybe because there is no pressure so it didn't fully explode?

"Let's see if it's going to be in the final." The head coach nodded, looked at the results display on the terminal, according to the results of the first two groups, this kid's score is second only to Lao Junyou, which is a lot better than the preliminary round.

It's not that there are no athletes with this type of competition, some athletes will be stronger when they are stronger.

"That's ......," the assistant coach leaned over and whispered a few words to the head coach.

"I'll see it, you can arrange it." The head coach nodded.