Of course, Li Xianfeng was not crazy, because he had a faint premonition that although Pei Xiaoxiao's food was unpalatable, it would bring him unexpected gains, and sure enough, after experiencing hellish training in the afternoon and evening, he drank Pei Xiaoxiao's ginseng soup, and Li Xianfeng's progress in strengthening his body increased a little!

"If this trend continues, it will be upgraded in a month!" Li Xianfeng is looking forward to what kind of new surprises his skills will bring him.

The days are moving forward day by day, from the first day of exhaustion to a dead dog, but gradually familiar and habitual, a month later, Yuan Cheng's devil training will not make Li Xianfeng tired and unable to get up, and the team doctor's observation report on Li Xianfeng's body also gave Yuan Cheng the confidence to continue to practice, but the Beijing Open, which was about to arrive on the National Day, had to make Yuan Cheng change his training plan.

"Coach, there's no need to adjust the training plan for this open tournament, right?" In Li Xianfeng's opinion, the Beijing Open is really not a big competition, and the championship is also in his bag, but Yuan Cheng doesn't see it that way.

"Xianfeng, although there are no famous opponents in this Open Championship, it's better to be careful, and don't you want to run 10 seconds in front of your hometown fathers? If you continue to train at the same intensity, you'll probably have a hard time doing it. ”

What Yuan Cheng said also makes sense, because in the past month, Li Xianfeng's training has mainly focused on speed, endurance and physical strength, and the training of a large amount of exercise will inevitably lead to Li Xianfeng's unsatisfactory training performance, so Yuan Cheng adjusted the recent week's training to recovery training and agility training for the sake of performance.

"That's just as well." Li Xianfeng nodded, he knows his own things best, this month, Li Xianfeng has not run into 10 seconds once, and the best one is only 10.04 seconds, although there is no problem with winning the championship with such a result, but it is a little difficult to rush into 10 seconds.

"Then it looks like it's going to take a while for the skills to be upgraded." Li Xianfeng could only watch the 99/100 skill progress in a hurry.

On October 1st, the birthday of the great ancestors, the people of the whole country celebrate this great moment in different ways around the world. This year coincided with the 55th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and the Chinese government organized a grand military parade in Beijing.

Listening to the neat and loud shouts of the soldiers and looking at the neat team, Li Xianfeng's heart was surging, "In order to offer my blessings to my ancestors, I will not only win the gold medal in tomorrow's competition, but also win the beauty!" ”

"Audience friends, what is about to be held is the men's 100m race, the favorite to win the championship, my country's teenager Li Xianfeng is about to appear, I believe everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time." In the broadcast room of the Central Five, Li Jian's long-awaited voice sounded in the ears of track and field enthusiasts again.

At this time, the Huaguo Stadium also fell into a boil, as the only two events in which Huaguo athletes are qualified to hit the gold medal, and it is the first event to appear, the audience in Huaguo will not hesitate their applause, cheering for a while, cheering is deafening, and Li Xianfeng's name is also echoing in the stadium.

"It's different!" Different from the cheers I heard when I was in Dongying, it is indescribable to enjoy the applause and cheers of my audience on my own land and listen to my name echoing in my hometown.

"I'm sure I'm going to have a good result today!" Li Xianfeng, who was already trembling with excitement all over his body, was on fire in his heart, because he already had a premonition that he would have another breakthrough.

"Li Xianfeng! Lee Hsien Fong! Lee Hsien Fong! When Li Xianfeng appeared in the stadium, the lively atmosphere of the crowd reached a climax, and as the head of Li Xianfeng's fan group, Qiao Yuan organized hundreds of people, shouting Li Xianfeng's name hoarsely, while waving his hand, "Huaxia Zhifeng, the sharp blade breaks through the air." Huge banners.

"What kind of broken slogan is this, I don't know and think I'm from the special forces." Unbeknownst to him, the slogan came from Li Jian, and after Lee won the bronze medal, he shouted excitedly to describe Lee Hsien Fung as a sharp blade that pierced black men and monopolized in the 100-meter race.

However, even if you don't know the origin of the slogan, as long as you look at these excited and familiar faces, Li Xianfeng's motivation is incomparably sufficient.

“On Your Marks.” Without superfluous movements, Li Xianfeng stood on his own fifth path.

"Get Set" Li Xianfeng propped his hands firmly on the ground, and looked at the finish line with fire in his eyes.

"Bang!" The spear was issued, and Li Xianfeng rushed to the front first.

The moment he rushed out, the skill had already been activated, and this was the first time that Li Xianfeng had almost no delay, perfectly connecting the skill with the start.

"Li Xianfeng took the lead in rushing to the first, his speed was getting faster and faster, and the athletes around him were chasing after him tightly, but he was ruthlessly pulled away by Li Xianfeng!" Li Jian couldn't help but shout excitedly in the broadcast room.

"Quick! It's still fast! The cheering of the audience in his ears became an accelerant for Lee Hsien Feng's legs, and the constant acceleration made the opponents behind him fall into despair, especially the Ghanaian guy who was originally in high spirits and felt that Lee Hsien Fung was just lucky in the Olympics and wanted to compete with him, Aziz - Ariza. At this time, he also completely recognized the reality, and it turned out that there was a gap between himself and Li Xianfeng that was higher than the Himalayas.

"Now Li Xianfeng's opponent is only himself!" Watching Li Xianfeng's speed getting faster and faster, Li Jian felt that the men's 100m record at the Beijing Open might be rewritten.

And the audience at the scene also kept exclaiming, this is the first time they have seen with their own eyes that a yellow man can leave a black man behind him on a 100-meter runway, and it is completely crushed, which makes the audience's pride in being yellow-skinned instantly burst, and some of the audience who originally came just to see Liu Xiang couldn't help but shout Li Xianfeng's name loudly.

It seems that after hearing those cheers, Li Xianfeng completed a series of explosions without anyone putting pressure on him, in fact, this is difficult to do in a game with a huge lead, but Li Xianfeng completed it with the power of the audience!

"I'm afraid a new record will be born!" Yuan Cheng in the stands clenched his hands.

"Quick! I'm going to be fast! In the last 20 meters, Li Xianfeng's speed can be described by the four words galloping, and the metamorphosis effect of acceleration skills was vividly exerted by Li Xianfeng, and the continuous explosion at the last moment shows that the training of speed and endurance has achieved initial results for more than a month.

"Hit the line!" Lee Hsien Fung was the first to cross the finish line under the gaze of tens of thousands of people!

"9.96 seconds! A new record! Lee Hsien Fung has once again set a personal best! Congratulations to him for winning the men's 100m championship at the Beijing Track and Field Open! ”