Chapter 1081 The National Games record is refreshed every five minutes?
"Please ask the players from the seventh group of the men's 100m preliminaries to get ready, and please ask the players from the eighth group of the men's 100m preliminaries to get ready."
Zhao Haohuan came on the field, and his game caused many girls to scream. After all, there was a handsome Ouba watching the game, which was a huge profit. Just think about it when you watch a sports game, and there is an eye-catching girl.
.
Food and sex.
Same for men and women.
Everyone is equal.
Zhao Haohuan put up his number plate and walked onto the field. He was in the first lane, which was not considered good, but for a person of his level, it made no difference at all which lane he was in.
Before meeting Su Shen, it was all a matter of warm-up.
These words are not pretentious, but purely truthful. With Zhao Haohuan’s performance in multiple finals of OW competitions, compared with this in China, it is really relaxing and enjoyable.
Even Yang Jiandu joked: "Zhao Haohuan is extremely relaxed because he knows that there is no way he can lose the game."
This is not to look down on the others, and other people in the same group will not think so if they hear it.
Zhao Haohuan's mentality is very peaceful. There is no nervousness at all when attending the National Games for the first time, and there is only relaxation and comfort.
On the contrary, the people standing next to Zhao Haohuan felt quite nervous. They glanced at him and felt a little uncomfortable. After all, they could not feel relaxed standing together with the Ten Breaker, not to mention that Zhao Haohuan was not an ordinary person.
He is a "normal ten-breaker", PB9.80, a fierce group.
"Everyone take your place."
"preparation."
Bang————————————————————
Zhao Haohuan started with bent arms, and instantly widened the gap with his opponents in the same group. Even this group had several so-called traditional young talents, but compared with him, they were nothing. He was extremely high
The speed added up, and soon he was striding forward, throwing away everything, and running forward gracefully alone.
"Zhao Haohuan is ahead in the acceleration zone. Even if Su Shen comes in China, he won't be able to outrun him."
"Yes, Hao Huan is too strong. If he cannot lead in the future, he will only be surpassed in the future."
Hu Kai seemed to think of the scene when he faced Zhao Haohuan for the first time in the National Games. It was... still fresh in his memory.
The two of them didn't talk much about the competition, and even chatted a few words. Zhao Haohuan had already started to slow down and passed the finish line relying on inertia.
10.17s, 0.2M/S, almost calm wind.
When this result came out, everyone in the audience was stunned and didn't know what to say, especially at this time, the MR record of the National Games was clearly hanging on the big screen.
10.22s, a score created by Zhou Wei in the Eighth National Games.
Then, in the preliminaries, just the preliminaries, Zhao Haohuan was easily defeated. It was really effortless at all. No matter which angle you look at in slow motion, you can see that it was completely flat, with no compensation from the facial muscles.
The moment Zhao Haohuan crossed the finish line, MR's National Games record was changed to 10.17s.
Zhou Wei had maintained the 100-meter record at the National Games for 12 years, but was broken by Zhao Haohuan in the preliminaries.
The National Games record was broken in the preliminaries, and the staff and working groups on site didn't know how to celebrate.
After all, in the past, this kind of thing would have required a lot of passionate publicity on the spot, but this was usually done in the finals, semi-finals as well, what the hell is the preliminaries?
There is absolutely no experience in this area to follow.
"Friends from the audience, an interesting situation has occurred now." Yang Jian's voice came from the TV: "Chinese player Zhao Haohuan broke the 12-year National Games record with a time of 10.17 seconds in the preliminaries. This is
This situation has never happened before in the National Games."
"It has never happened before, but our country's sprinting has improved so fast in the past four or five years. The race record of 10.22s was originally not good enough, but I didn't expect it to be broken so quickly. However...congratulations are also in line with Zhao Haohuan's current record
His strength and personal style." After Hu Kai finished speaking, the crowd finally reacted and began to use electronic speakers to play the full broadcast————
"Congratulations to Zhao Haohuan, the first runner from Guangdong Province, for breaking the National Games 100m record with 10.17s."
Damn it...the first shot broke the tournament record?
When these traditional players saw this, their hearts went cold. They felt that their combat abilities were not of the same dimension at all.
At this moment, in Zhelim League, the young man with bangs said behind Zhou Wei: "Coach, your National Games record is gone."
Zhou Wei:……
He himself was speechless.
He knew that his 100-meter record in the National Games could not be kept, but he should not be so disrespectful.
It was gone in the preliminaries, but it was still a big break. It was just...a bunch of beasts.
Zhao Haohuan himself didn't feel anything. He just looked at the results, then walked out of the venue and went to rest. After all, the result of 10.17s was not worth making a fuss about. The 100-meter record in the National Games was broken? Isn't that what it should be.
10.22s was originally a result of the previous era.
After the Su Divine System began to sweep across Ersha Island, such results had long since fallen out of favor.
If it breaks, it breaks, no fuss.
There is no need to make a fuss, but after the next group of Su Shen appeared, no one expected that the time that this MR was maintained was... so short.
Su Shen was on the field, and in the same group was Guo Fan. Guo Fan was originally in the top three this year and was the top domestic expert who won the 100-meter medal in the National Games. Then, as soon as the gunshot rang, Guo Fan
I felt it, as if there was some demonic wind blowing past me with some force.
When he reacted, he could only see a big butt that was getting farther and farther in front of him.
This is the world’s top level. No, is this the world’s top starting ability?
Guo Fan went out to compete too few times and was always "fighting in the closet". He didn't know much about international competitions and international masters. Standing next to Su Shen in person, he felt what it was like to be the best in the world.
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Thirty meters, only thirty meters, Su Shen had already thrown away Guo Fan, who was in second place, by several meters.
If you can't drive for 4 seconds in the first 30 meters, how can you compete with Su Shen?
You don’t have this ability, you know.
Even if you eat ashes, you won't have this chance to know.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
Under the despairing strength gap, Guo Fan was already beaten, and he didn't even have the desire to pursue him later, because he couldn't waste so much energy here, but others... he could.
Because people are just "taking a walk".
Su Shen almost stopped swinging his arms in the last ten meters and just "scattered" across the finish line.
Later in the preliminaries, Guo Fan was pulled away by Su Shen by nearly five meters.
Five meters, this is five meters, not five positions. Even if it is five positions, it is still a situation of being beaten, right?
Not to mention five meters.
This is a dimensional gap that cannot be made up. Even if you take drugs, you won't be able to catch up in such a short time.
Guo Fan ranked second in the group at 10.60. He thought his performance was at least average. If it weren't for Su Shen, he would be first. But after he crossed the finish line, he realized that there were sounds of surprise from all around the place.
The sound level of one person's surprise may not be loud, but when 50,000 to 60,000 people are present together, it is an exaggeration.
It's impossible not to hear clearly.
If you listen carefully, it seems that everyone is saying the same "word".
Broken, broken again.
What's broken?
Guo Fan was stunned for a moment, but he immediately thought of something. He suddenly looked up at the large electronic screen displaying the results. The first place in that place read——
10.16s, 0M/S, not finished yet, followed by a big MR.
What the hell.
Broken again? The National Games 100-meter record. The National Games 100-meter record that was just broken by Zhao Haohuan has been broken again?
What a joke.
Didn’t the 100-meter record in the National Games last for twelve years? Why does it seem like...
Is it so worthless?
Seeing the expressions of these high school sports students looking at him, Zhou Wei also looked depressed and shouted: "Don't even look at me!"
"watch TV!!!"
"oh."
A group of high school students nodded, but obviously their gazes remained unchanged.
Zhou Wei almost vomited blood.
Who can blame me for this? Who of these former masters didn't vomit blood when he encountered them? 10.22s was brushed back and forth like this, every five minutes, making him almost wonder if he had really maintained the record for twelve years.