Next to the stadium, there is a 100-meter-long track.

Every once in a while, a flag will be planted next to the track. Two coaches, Paul Cardozo and Osvaldo Silva, line up on both sides of the track, while Mendes and Aurelio and others

Watch from a distance.

"This is our dedicated runway for daily testing of 100-meter speeds. It is not advanced enough and can only be tested manually."

Ronnie stood at the starting point of the track and introduced the purpose of the track to Su Dong beside him, as well as some experience in testing.

To put it simply, it means trying your best to sprint and get the best data.

But the difference is that there will be video surveillance throughout the venue, and after the video is taken, the coaching staff will analyze it.

This was the first time for Su Dong to take part in such a test, so he was a little nervous even though it was new.

"It's okay, there's no problem with your speed at all." Ronnie encouraged with a smile.

Su Dong nodded and suddenly asked curiously: "How far can you run?"

"Me?" Ronnie chuckled, "If my condition is better, I can break 11 seconds without any problem."

"11 seconds?" Su Dong was a little stunned. Although he had no idea about the speed of 100 meters, it felt like a pretty impressive number, right?

He vaguely remembered that when he was in a domestic school, his physical education teacher had also tested him. At that time, he ran for a little over thirteen seconds, and he was considered to be in the middle of the class.

As for now, he has really never run, and he doesn't know how much he can run.

Ronnie seemed to be very confident in his speed, but he shook his head and said: "This is not enough. Laurenceo ran faster than me, and Caniggia, the son of the wind, he only

It will take more than ten seconds."

Su Dong admired him wholeheartedly. Players who ran fast had obvious advantages on the football field.

"You don't need to have too much pressure, after all, your height is here." Ronnie comforted.

Su Dong curled his lips and said nothing more.

He has the system of becoming a ball king, and he firmly believes that he can develop his speed.

…

"With such a height, as long as it can be close to 13 seconds, it will be pretty good."

Aurelio Pereira said expectantly.

Although Su Dong has shown speed in some previous games, on the football field, speed is often mutual.

For example, when Su Dong meets a very slow player, he will appear to be very fast.

On the football field, fast or slow often depends on a moment.

Tall players and fast players have very significant advantages.

"I feel that he can run 13 seconds." Jorge Manuel is a football professional under Mendes. He has followed Su Dong. "Moreover, he has never received professional track and field training. I

I believe that as long as he is given corresponding training and guidance, he can improve his performance by at least 0.5 seconds."

Aurelio Pereira was a little surprised. Is this a bit too confident?

Is it possible to run 12.5 seconds with a height of 1.9 meters?

…

While everyone was talking, Su Dong had already taken his position at the starting line.

Opposite Paul Cardoso held the silver whistle in his mouth and looked at the stopwatch in his hand. When Su Dong was ready, he blew the whistle suddenly and hard.

A beep echoed through the empty stadium.

When Su Donggang heard the whistle, he immediately reacted, kicked his legs hard, and sprinted away from the starting line like a vigorous cheetah.

He threw everything behind and focused solely on sprinting as fast as possible.

The flag moved backward so fast that Su Dong didn't even bother to count it until he crossed the finish line.

Due to inertia, Su Dong rushed far away before stopping. When he turned his head again, he found coach Paul Cardozo holding a stopwatch in his right hand and looking at him in shock.

what happened?

Su Dong was puzzled.

Everyone else was equally surprised, what's going on with Cardoso?

Osvaldo Silva came over, glanced at the stopwatch, and showed surprise, "Did you press it too early? Or is the stopwatch wrong?"

Su Dong gasped and walked towards the two coaches, "What's the problem?"

Cardoso shook his head and handed the stopwatch to Su Dong. The number displayed on it stopped at 12 seconds 11.

After Su Dong saw it, he was a little surprised.

He vaguely remembered that his physical education test at school was 13 seconds. Not only has his body grown taller, but his speed has also improved. It seems that the recent training has been very effective.

"What's going on?" Pontes and others also gathered around.

When they saw the numbers on the stopwatch, they were all surprised.

12 seconds 11.

This is already the scope of speed players.

Su Dong is a tall player with a height of 1.9 meters, and it is entirely possible that he will continue to grow taller.

This is neither common sense nor scientific.

"Is the stopwatch broken?" Jean James asked with a wry smile.

This is indeed somewhat surprising.

Just now he was still worried whether Su Dong would become the second air lord like Jiswei.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't think of Su Dong as a speed player.

"It should be broken. Try it again."

With that said, Cardoso asked Su Dong to take a rest and try again later.

This time, a total of four stopwatches appeared at the finish line.

One may be off, but it’s impossible for all four to have problems, right?

Su Dong was confused and couldn't understand. Isn't it just a speed test?

He slowly walked back to the starting line, casually took the Bull from Ronnie's hand, and drank a few sips.

"12 seconds 11, that's pretty impressive." Ronnie smiled and patted Su Dong's shoulder.

As an old friend, Su Dong heard his overtone: However, he is still far from me.

Yep, this guy just loves to show off.

…

Aurelio Pereira and others also received the test results soon, and they were all shocked.

Everyone, including Jorge Manuel, was very surprised.

12 seconds 11!

God, how terrible is it for a high center forward to have the speed and explosiveness of a speed player?

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This is simply like a heavy tank hitting the engine of a supersonic fighter.

Even Mendes beamed with joy.

He had long known that Su Dong was not slow, but he didn't expect that he could be so fast.

"I regret it now." Mendes shook his head.

Aurelio Pereira looked like he had found a treasure, and his chicken thief expression seemed to say, it's too late for you to regret.

Although the test may have been wrong, they all saw that Su Dong was really fast.

Even if it takes one more second, with Su Dong's size and characteristics, he is definitely expected to become a big killer in the frontcourt.

"This kid is so amazing!" Aurelio exclaimed.

…

Su Dong once again stood at the starting line.

This time he was more experienced than before.

After taking a good posture, when the whistle sounded, he sprinted out like a sharp arrow from a string.

As he quickly crossed the finish line, Cardoso and four others pressed the stopwatch at the same time.

Be good!

Everyone took a breath.

The test data this time was actually faster than the one just now.

This unscientific!
To be continued...