"Now that the equipment is debugged, let's start the test. A few little guys are almost ready..."

Seeing Zhang Ben and Yao Wenjun looking at him, Chen Lao did not say the reason for his emotion.

Zhang Ben also felt confused, and Chen Lao's emotion made him inexplicably a little irritable.

"Then let's start the test... Test 100 meters first..."

Zhang Ben clapped his hands, and the four athletes who were waiting for the test walked to the starting line.

Zhang Ben glanced at the attributes of several people, shook his head slightly, and opened Wang Ben's attribute page.

Name: Wang Ben

Professional athletes

Age: 16

Strength: 10+

Stamina: 10+

Flexibility: 10+

Response: 10+

Physical fitness: 92%+

Status: 95%+

Explosive power: 11+

Movement value: 106%

Comprehensive Certification: Excellent++

During these ten days of training, Wang Ben's attribute values ​​did not change much.

Zhang Ben pondered a little, thought carefully for a few seconds, and made a judgment in his heart: "Wang Ben's current attributes are very balanced, with sufficient strength, sufficient endurance, and flexibility to increase the span and flexibility of his steps. The reaction can also increase Cadence and reflexes. So far, Wang Ben has been lacking these two..."

After thinking about it carefully, Zhang Ben gave up on increasing the attribute values ​​of Wang Ben and Li Liang: "Wang Ben just ran a score of 10.24 seconds. If he is breaking through this score now, and the progress is too great and the progress is too fast, It's easy to breed pride..."

As a coach, Wang Ben is very clear that once an athlete has achieved impressive results, he will feel conceited, which is not a good thing.

In the history of track and field, such athletes have emerged one after another.

Glancing at Elder Chen beside him, the corner of Zhang Ben's mouth twitched: "I can't stimulate this old man now, and let Wang Ben improve too much now, I can't show my coach's ability... After the test, I will increase his attributes. Value is the best choice..."

"Everyone take your place..."

Yao Wenjun was in charge of shouting the password, and the four athletes jumped up and down, adjusting their state and running aids.

Wang Ben was a little nervous. In the first two tests, his results were not very satisfactory.

The three Luo Jiaquan were calm and not too nervous.

Wang Ben achieved good results in the Licheng trials. A few days ago, in the two tests, Wang Ben's results were only the same, and the three of them were also full of confidence.

Chen Lao looked very calm, but his eyes were full of expectations.

Wang Ben looked relaxed and was the most relaxed of the few.

"preparation..."

Yao Wenjun raised the command gun.

"Snapped..."

The gunshots sounded, and Luo Jiaquan rushed to the track first.

Li Tai was the second, Yin Jintao was the third, and Wang Ben was the last. The response was not very quick, and the lag was obvious.

Wang Ben activated the straight-line sprinting skill for the first time, and looked up at the display screen.

Wang Ben, start reaction time: 0.1784 seconds...

This starting reaction time is not too good, and it is slightly worse than before.

Luo Jiaquan: Start reaction time: 0.1531 seconds...

Li Tai: Start reaction time: 0.1552 seconds...

Yin Jintao: Start reaction time: 0.1586 seconds...

"As expected of a national team athlete, the starting reaction is very fast..."

Zhang Ben sighed, the starting reaction time of these three people was excellent. Not only excellent, but also very stable.

"The start response is too slow... slower than ever..."

Beside Zhang Ben, Chen Lao sighed softly.

The starting reaction time of 0.1784 seconds, which is close to 0.180 seconds, is indeed not excellent on the domestic sprint track, or even unqualified.

The starting reaction of the yellow race has always been excellent. Although the overall performance is not outstanding, the first half of the race is the best of the yellow race.

Yellow people tend to run lightly, while European and American players tend to be more powerful...

On the international track, the most representative power runners in the future are American sprinters Justin Gatlin, Tyson Guy...

"what..."

Chen Lao, who was full of emotion just now, suddenly snorted: "The speed of the middle and late courses is obviously much faster than before... This is the result of core strength training, is it a power running method?"

At this time, halfway through the race, Wang Ben had clearly surpassed the other three and ran at the front. Opened the gap of close to one and a half meters with the second place Luo Jiaquan...

Chen Lao glanced at Zhang Ben. His previous training method was to follow Zhang Ben's training method, and he did not change it rashly. However, Wang Ben's results at the beginning were not very satisfactory.

"Or..."

Chen Lao's eyes lit up: "Is it really like what he said, the problem of state?"

Zhang Ben listened to Chen Lao's muttering, and a smile appeared on his face, but he wanted to laugh: "This is all the blessing of the system. In your previous test, Wang Ben did not have the ability to sprint in a straight line. Natural results are his real results, and now he I got hung up..."

This is the meaning of Zhang Ben's existence. Zhang Ben's training method may be copied, but the function of the system cannot be copied at all...

"I'm not replicable..."

Zhang Ben's eyes fell on the track. At this time, the race has passed 80 meters. The distance between Wang Ben and the second place Luo Jiaquan is getting bigger and bigger, and it is close to two meters...

"According to Wang Ben's speed, the gap of more than one meter is close to the performance gap of about 0.17 seconds..."

Zhang Ben frowned: "If Wang Ben's reaction was quicker, the gap between him and Luo Jiaquan would be even more obvious. At least it should be around 3 meters, and the difference in performance between the two sides would be close to 0.3 seconds!"

fifteen meters...

Ten meters...

The race has reached the last ten meters... Wang Ben's speed is getting faster and faster, this is a visual illusion, or a mental illusion of the athletes...

Zhang Ben is very clear that the peak speed of an athlete is between 50 meters and 80 meters, and then there will be a decrease in speed.

And people's visual illusions, as well as psychological hints, will produce the feeling that the athlete is running faster and faster, and at this time, the athlete's speed has actually decreased...

"Cross the line..."

Chen Lao suddenly whispered: "Not bad!"

Zhang Ben looked at the finish line, and the timing board showed a series of numbers: 10 seconds 23...

"better!"

Zhang Ben looked at the big screen and waited for a second or two. The big screen displayed the results of each athlete.

Wang Ben: Starting reaction time: 0.1784 seconds, the final score is 10 seconds and 2341 seconds;

Luo Jiaquan: Start reaction time: 0.1531 seconds, the final score is 10 seconds 4693 seconds;

Yin Jintao: Start reaction time: 0.1586 seconds, the final result is 10 seconds and 5073 seconds;

Li Tai: Starting reaction time: 0.1552 seconds, the final score is 10 seconds and 5091 seconds...

The results are very stable, at least the results of the three Luo Jiaquan are very stable.

Compared with the previous test results, Wang Ben is completely different. Compared with the Licheng trials, he has slightly improved...

"Yes, some progress..."

Chen Lao's face is full of smiles, which is obviously different from the previous test results. Chen Lao looked at this Ben with a strange expression: "It seems that it is not so easy for anyone who wants to take away your disciple..."

Chen Lao didn't know how Zhang Ben did it, so that Wang Ben could perform in full state.

Wang Ben had just entered the provincial team before. Before the test, Chen Laoco copied Zhang Ben's training method. It is because of fear that the speed of Wang Ben and Li Liang will be affected by changing the training method.

The same training method, yesterday, Mr. Chen followed the whole process.

In just three days, Wang Ben not only recovered his condition, but also made some progress compared to his previous best results... This is his ability.

"However, it's a pity... it would be better if it was faster..."

Chen Lao's face was full of contemplation: "At this stage, it will be difficult to improve your grades. If you can improve a little bit, it is not enough. After all, the above people sometimes don't just look at the grades..."

In an instant, Zhang Ben understood: "You mean the Olympic qualification?"