king of sprint

Chapter 93 The Runaway Attribute Point
Rousseau stood on the 60-meter starting line.

I jumped in place and felt the lightness and elasticity of 'Shuttle 2.0'.

great~

He gave a thumbs up to Ruan Mei who was standing at the finish line.

"Just relax and run." Lu Jinrong said to Rousseau at the last moment.

With Rousseau's best time of 6.68 seconds, no matter how he runs, he can advance to the final.

Rousseau nodded to Lu Jinrong, looked at the 'glass crown' hanging on the status bar, as well as 'acceleration' and 'explosion', and felt that he was really short of a starting skill to cover the whole journey.

The 60-meter fault tolerance rate is even smaller, and Rousseau has to go all out from the qualifiers, otherwise, if he runs out of 7.00 seconds, he may stumble and capsize the gutter.

"Get ready~"

Snapped!
Rousseau didn't run away.

After wearing the 'Glass Crown', his starting speed has remained stable at around 0.15 seconds. Increasing 'Strength' and 'Agility' will increase the starting speed, but it needs to be improved a lot for this bonus to be obvious.

Rousseau, like Zhang Zhen, maintained the lead in the initial stage.

It's not easy for a big sprinter like Rousseau.

Although Zhang Zhen didn't want to talk to Rousseau, he had been paying attention to this match. After all, if nothing else happened, he would face Rousseau in the next match.

Take the lead.

But the acceleration is done slower.

Rousseau's advantage is not obvious within [-] meters.

Almost on par with other smaller athletes.

But after thirty meters, Rousseau's stride length and stride frequency had a significant jump.

The lead was maintained almost instantly.

The other five opponents could only look at his back and compete for the second place.

Then at the finish line, Rousseau also made an obvious movement to recover potential energy, but he still ran before the sponge cushion area before coming to a complete stop.

"Rousseau, 6.70 seconds." Rousseau's result was announced on the electronic screen.

It turned out to be the same as Zhang Zhen.

"Good run!" Lu Jinrong patted Rousseau on the shoulder excitedly.

Even if this Indoor Track and Field Invitational Tournament is a third-level competition of the World Athletics Federation, if you can win the first place, it is worth a few points from the Athletics Federation. If you can win the first place in four races, you can also get a bonus. It's an honor worth fighting for.

Rousseau ran to Ruan Mei to see the photos she had taken.

When human beings are performing very intense competitive actions, the expressions on their faces are always not very good-looking. For example, those beautiful divers will turn into bitter faces when they are in mid-air.

So in Ruan Mei's shot, Rousseau felt a sense of gnashing of hatred when he crossed the line.

"Next time I have to control my expression..." Rousseau pondered.

"It's enough to have the first feeling." Ruan Mei said.

"It's okay, I'll still be number one in the next final." Rousseau said, "I'll laugh when the time comes."

Zhang Zhen passed by at this time, and when he heard Rousseau's words, he couldn't help making a mocking sound of '呵', but when Rousseau saw him, he turned his head and looked elsewhere.

Zhang Zhen seemed to have never met Rousseau.

The final is scheduled for the afternoon.

Rousseau had nothing else to do, so he and Ruan Mei studied how to make the photos taken during the competition look good. Tian Shiwei came over to join in the chat, and Ruan Mei seemed a little embarrassed.

If God could give Tian Shiwei a chance to come back, he would never pursue Ruan Mei in a panic. Now it seems that Ruan Mei is a little scared, and I don't know why he is so shy.

At noon, Lu Jinrong took the three of them to the cafeteria of the Sports University for dinner. The final time was at 16:20 in the afternoon. Before that, there were women's pole vault finals, women's 60-meter hurdles semi-finals, men's 800-meter finals, and men's shot put finals. and many more.

Rousseau almost fell asleep waiting.

Seeing Rousseau staggering on the side seat, Ruan Mei put on a tracksuit for him.

Then Rousseau really fell asleep.

Ruan Mei took the camera and clicked on the sleeping Rousseau.

I slept until 16:[-], when Rousseau was woken up, he was still a little dazed.

"Wake up, the 60-meter final is coming soon." Lu Jinrong patted Rousseau's face to wake him up.

"Hmm... ummm." Rousseau nodded repeatedly, took a nap, looked at the status bar, his stamina had recovered to 80/100, and he was in good condition.

The staff reminded Rousseau to get on the track and prepare for the race.

After Rousseau stood still, he found that Zhang Zhen was on his left, and Tian Shiwei was on Zhang Zhen's left.

Zhang Zhen tilted his head, pretending not to see Rousseau, and just muttered: "I want to win the first place, it's a dream!"

Rousseau didn't bother to pay attention to him, jumping around on the spot, waking up.

"Get ready~"

The starter yelled.

Snapped!
Then came the second shot!
Snapped!
Someone ran away.

The referee signaled Rousseau to make a false start.

"You know how to do this too." Tian Shiwei cursed, knowing that Rousseau likes to jump-start, but Tian Shiwei was not sure that Rousseau would definitely jump-start, so he still felt like being fooled.

"Despicable!" Zhang Zhen let out a 'ah'.

Rousseau didn't care.

His early run was not a tactic.

It's purely to wake up your physical state.

The sleep just now was a little heavy.

I always feel like I haven't woken up yet.

The start of the rush just now, like breaking the ice, split a cold reality in his brain.

fully awake.

……

"Get ready~"

The starter shouted again.

Snapped!
Six players left the starting line at the same time.

Zhang Zhen is still a little faster, followed by Rousseau. The two of them are in the first class in China in the 100-meter event. This difference is also reflected in the 60-meter event. fall.

In the first 30 meters, Zhang Zhen had the advantage.

After 30 meters, running on the way, Rousseau gradually caught up.

Zhang Zhen felt the pressure and threat from his side. Under the intense competition, he burst out with unprecedented power, which was not even weaker than that in the 100-meter final of the Dongqing Club. Therefore, this weak lead was always held by Zhang Zhen. Hold to the end.

This time when they crossed the line, neither of them had any room to recover their strength, and they both crashed into the pile of sponge cushions. However, the four runners behind, because they were left a little far behind, didn't like to chase after them, so after passing the finish line, they rushed to the front line. Hold back.

When Lu Jinrong pulled Rousseau out of the sponge pad.

The results are already appearing on the electronic timer.

'Zhang Zhen, 6.58 seconds

Rousseau, 6.60 seconds

...'

wow~

All the coaches and players present expressed their emotions, and then some people applauded. They are professionals, and they know what this result means. Great strides improved by 60 seconds.

Immediately, the electronic announcer also announced the result. After confirmation by the IAAF staff, the results of Zhang Zhen and Rousseau are both valid. Congratulations to both of them for breaking the domestic indoor 60-meter record.

But Rousseau was a little disappointed.

Didn't win.

Only won second place.

1 attribute point ran away.

But Rousseau has acquired a 'trick'.

　Three shifts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)