Orc Undead Sports Warrior

Chapter 182 The Young Sprinters

Yu Wei breathed a sigh of relief after learning that Liu Fei was alright. If he had been unable to participate in the competition due to health reasons, it would have had a significant impact on the Track and Field Management Center's goals for the year and on the reputation of Chinese track and field.

When Yu Wei thought about this problem, he almost broke out in a cold sweat on his back. After what he thought was bad news turned out to be a false alarm, he leaned back against the back of the podium and relaxed a lot.

The relief that follows extreme tension is a pleasure for everyone.

"The results in this group were clearly not good. The first place in the group was almost 10.5 seconds. We can't count on these provincial team members this year. To be honest, if another good prospect emerges, I might have the courage to put him on the national team. Nobody has too many good prospects!"

At this moment, the members of the third group were already standing on the track, and Hu Huo was also in this group, standing in lane 3. He was less than 1.8 meters tall, and such physical conditions were only considered average among Chinese sprinters. However, what was rare was that he was a member trained by a university.

Judging from his height and build, he wasn't outstanding in this group at all. Perhaps because he had to balance schoolwork with his studies, he was the only member of the group who wore glasses.

"Look at our Hu Huo. He won China's first 100-meter world championship at the Universiade. He's quite strong! Although his talent is only above average, what makes him great is his deeper understanding of the sport compared to other athletes. He can often handle the mindset and details better during competitions."

After saying that, Yu Wei added a couple more sentences, as if he still wanted to say more.

"With him as a role model, those behind Huaxia Sports can also stick to the school production line. There has to be someone to take the lead. His significance even surpasses that of Zhang Yuanteng and Shen Liang!"

Just as he finished speaking, the announcer reminded the audience to be quiet and give the athletes a good starting environment.

The audience was noticeably enthusiastic at the start of this group's performance because one of the team members was from Chongqing, which immediately ignited their passion. From the moment his name was introduced, the audience's enthusiasm never waned.

Once the audience quieted down, the referee quickly gave the order and fired a shot.

The moment the starting gun fired, the audience erupted in cheers once again.

Perhaps inspired by the audience, or perhaps it was just his personality, the most outstanding performer in the first 30 meters of the race was actually the Chongqing team member.

Judging from the first 30 meters of the race, he seemed poised to leave Hu and Huo firmly behind, with the gap between them widening to nearly 1 meter.

However, Hu Huo was not affected by the aggressive Chongqing team player and continued to finish the game at his own pace.

After 40 meters, Hu Huo gradually caught up, and when he reached about 70 meters, he completely stabilized his speed, overtook and gradually widened the gap with the other team members behind him.

After reaching the finish line, Hugh had a lead of about 3 meters.

"We're all sprinters, so where do you think this Chongqing team member is inferior to Hu Huobi?"

Yu Wei smiled and discussed the group's competition with Wang Qiao.

"Actually, if we look at individual abilities, the gap between the two shouldn't be that obvious. However, his mentality wasn't stable enough. He had an advantage in the first half, but after being caught up, he lost his composure. Another major problem is that his rhythm was off, which should also be closely related to his mentality!"

Wang Qiao is a very dedicated person when it comes to sports, so answering this question shouldn't be too difficult for him.

"Haha, yes! In track and field, most events, once you reach a certain level, all come down to rhythm. These differences may seem like minor details, but for athletes, they can be the insurmountable gap between an excellent athlete and an ordinary one."

Yu Wei's words made Wang Qiao feel a little relieved, indicating that he had passed the test. Although he already knew he had touched on the key to the competition, seeing Yu Wei's feedback still made Wang Qiao feel much more relaxed.

The results for this group are in. Hu Huo's time is 10.32 seconds. The result shows that despite the pressure from the Chongqing team members in the early stages, his time was slightly faster than the group leaders from the previous two groups.

At this moment, Hu Huo had already walked to the stands and started taking off his running shoes and putting on his jacket. After seeing this result, he shook his head with a wry smile and said to Zhang Yuanteng next to him, "What's the use of pushing so hard in the preliminary round? It's too tiring."

Zhang Yuanteng patted him on the shoulder with a laugh: "This is Shen Liang's spy who infiltrated your group. He just doesn't want you to have the physical strength for the finals, haha!"

Hu Huo said with a look of certainty, "Don't laugh at me, I think this kid is the same type as that Chongqing team member, you'll see."

"That's just how this kid is. Your reminders won't help; he's still too young, haha!"

Zhang Yuanteng was still relaxing his calf muscles. After leaving the winter training base, the team members need to adjust their physical condition during the break between matches.

As expected, Shen Liang left the other team members behind after the start, and he looked like he was running a final race, with his whole state of mind very tense.

In the last ten meters or so, he seemed to suddenly remember something. He glanced around and, finding no threat, relaxed his movements, letting his body's momentum carry him to the finish line.

He probably wasn't used to this state yet, because by the time he started to increase his speed, he wasn't far from the finish line.

"Hey! The young man has grown up, but it's a pity he fired a little too late. This shot should have been under 10.3 seconds!"

Zhang Yuanteng smiled, looking like he was watching a mischievous kid play a prank.

After crossing the finish line, Shen Liang was still frowning and panting heavily through his nose. For those short ten seconds or so, he was basically in an anaerobic state. He put his hands on his knees, and after a few seconds, he walked to the sidelines.

He stopped when he reached the steps leading to the audience seats and did not continue walking up.

Compared to his two teammates from different countries who had already finished the competition, Shen Liang was very concerned about the results of each of his shots. After all, he was only 18 years old, and he had not yet grasped the feeling of competing in such a densely packed series of two or three shots.

All those previous matches were just for that one shot in the final.

Within minutes, the results were displayed on the big screen.

Shen Liang's time was 10.26 seconds, which surpasses the Olympic B standard. He has also made great progress over the past year, and achieving this time is no longer a difficult task for him.

"People used to say that if you're under 1.8 meters tall, you're useless in sprinting! Look how powerful our little cannons are! Yuecheng really knows how to train sprinters. Besides Black athletes, we can also train athletes of this height into world-class athletes. Just watch!"

Yu Wei appeared to be in high spirits at this moment. He had watched these athletes grow up. At least in his specialty, sprinting, the Chinese track and field team already had several promising young athletes.