Daily Evolution from Mastering Tai Chi-Chapter 47: Winning the Half Marathon Championship
Wang Ye, approximately five hundred meters from the finish line.
He glanced back at Big Black, who was desperately chasing him.
Even the closest Black had been left two to three hundred meters behind by him.
The rhythm of those Black competitors had been completely disrupted by Wang Ye. Anxious and distressed, their stride frequency and breathing rhythm became increasingly chaotic, their pace clearly slowed, and they were gradually overtaken by those domestic competitors behind them.
This led to almost seven of the top ten being domestic top competitors.
And Wang Ye had now become the undisputed first.
He had become the foremost runner in this field of tens of thousands.
He ran alone on the empty track.
Watching the finish line get closer and closer.
At this moment.
The atmosphere among countless spectators on-site, as well as the live stream viewers, including the staff present, heated up.
"Go for it, man!"
"Don’t lose heart, keep pushing!"
"Only the last three hundred meters to go, finishing it means success!"
"Hold on, keep it up!"
They waved the national flag in their hands, continually cheering for Wang Ye.
Wang Ye gritted his teeth, his heart pounding under the high load, his veins increasingly visible, his legs covered with frightening twisted veins, reminiscent of a varicose vein patient.
He felt his legs starting to gradually weaken, as if filled with lead, becoming heavy. This was because he maintained a rather extreme speed, sprinting for a long time, which caused his stamina in the final stretch to gradually come up short, about to run out.
If an ordinary person were to sprint like him without care for their life, they might not even last four hundred meters, let alone Wang Ye who had kept this speed for four kilometers!
Wang Ye raised his wristwatch to check his heart rate monitor.
beats per minute
This heart rate level was already quite dangerous; generally speaking, a normal person’s maximum heart rate would be around 180-200 beats per minute. It was only Wang Ye’s heart that could withstand such insane pounding. If a normal person’s heart rate reached this level, they would either drop dead or collapse from exhaustion.
Wang Ye no longer bothered with his heart rate, raising his head to look towards the finish line, now only two hundred meters away. Several staff members had already started standing outside the finish line, medals and trophies in hand, awaiting Wang Ye to claim the championship.
Finally.
Half a minute later.
Wang Ye crossed the finish line, immediately transitioning from running to walking, his bulging muscles and veins gradually calming down. Due to excessive fatigue, he nearly stumbled and fell.
A nearby staff member immediately supported Wang Ye, placing the medal on him.
"Congratulations to Mr. Wang Ye for winning the championship of this event! Total time: 1 hour 03 minutes 12 seconds!"
The event host, with an excited tone, reported the current status of the competition to the audience onsite and in the livestream.
The livestream viewership soared, and the screen was flooded with messages.
Numerous running enthusiasts came in droves, capturing screenshots and recordings to commemorate this almost historical moment.
"He actually left Big Black behind and won the championship!"
"I said this guy seemed extraordinary, from the first half I thought his running was incredibly steady."
"So close to breaking the national record, it’s terrifying, achieving such a level in his first half marathon, if the country doesn’t focus on cultivating this it would be unreasonable."
"Is this the so-called talent monster? First time participating in competition, reaching a level I could never touch in my lifetime."
"Must arrange for a doping check, this guy’s explosiveness is too astonishing, probably another technogenic athlete."
"So every impressive athlete is accused of using technology, huh? Where’s the logic in that?"
"Here come the keyboard warriors again. Come on, tell me, what performance-enhancing drugs or hormones can greatly improve marathon results nowadays? Is it so hard to admit someone else’s greatness?"
Amid the fervent debate in the livestream.
The runners-up and third-place finishers also gradually crossed the finish line. The runner-up was a domestic marathoner named Wang Lianzheng, apparently quite well-known in the running circles, while the third-place finisher was a thin, as-a-reed Black competitor, looking quite despondent having missed out on the championship prize.
That domestic runner-up, upon crossing the finish line, supported his waist and panted slightly.
Then approached Wang Ye to shake hands in celebration.
"Congratulations, bro! Let’s exchange contact info after the event, maybe we can get together sometime to exchange ideas."
"Thanks."
Wang Ye barely nodded, expressing his gratitude; at this moment, he could barely hear what those around him were saying. His heart now thumping at an unbearable speed, he clutched his aching chest, slowly pacing around in the backfield area, releasing the immense buildup of blood plasma and lactic acid in his body.
Thump thump thump!
The sound of his heart beating echoed in his ears like a drum.
Once Wang Ye had somewhat calmed down, he leaned against a wall, breathing heavily.
While panting, he opened his attributes panel, wanting to see how much his skill development had increased after this competition.
Generally speaking, the higher the training difficulty, the more challenge involved, the more positive returns it brings; the greater the improvement in skill level post-training.
This half marathon was the most painful run for Wang Ye since he started training, so the increase in skill level should not be small.
[You have undergone a high-intensity running training, feeling enlightened, your skill level increased by 15.1%.]
[Running Skill lv4 (84.3%)]
"The skill level is almost maxed out!"
Wang Ye felt a surge of joy, suddenly his fatigue was mostly dispelled. Approaching full skill level meant that if he ran a few more half marathons or one full marathon, his Running Skill would fully break through to lv5.
Just then, the young staff member who had been supporting Wang Ye, seeing him slightly recover some energy, spoke up:
"Sir, please rest here well for a while, after the event concludes, we will arrange for you to be on stage to receive your award. After the award, a volunteer will take you to the anti-doping organization for a doping test, which is the normal process for the top ten finishers. Once the urine test process is complete, you can go back and rest well."
"Alright, thank you." Wang Ye nodded.
After the staff left, he moved his legs slightly, stretching his leg muscles.
With his extraordinary recovery ability, the hip and leg muscles that were just unbearably numb and sore had largely recovered after resting for more than ten minutes. Although he couldn’t perform high-intensity activities for now, at least basic walking and running were doable. And with time passing, his stamina continued to rapidly recover.
It even made Wang Ye feel like he could run another half marathon once he left the field.
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