The Su God of the Reopening of the Sports Arena

Chapter 2471 A Hard-Hitting Gatling Gun Battle Leads to a Hip Severance! A New Technique Unveiled

Aside from Suarez and Bolt's insane 9.69.

The third place that was overtaken later was actually...

De Grasse.

Dao Ge made a comeback and killed Bromell in the last ten meters.

The younger generation in Canada defeated the prodigies of America.

9.96, third place.

Bromell, 9.99, fourth.

Jack Harvey is actually fifth with a score of 10.08.

It surpassed many players who broke the 10 mark.

For example, Lemaître.

For example, the South African guy.

They all lost to him.

This is where improvisation comes into play.

This is something that Su Shen has always emphasized.

It doesn't matter if the other person is stronger than you.

The key is to outperform your opponent.

Lemaître finished sixth with a score of 10.20.

It seems that "whites first" is just "whites first."

Run with the rest of the races.

It doesn't offer many advantages.

Indeed, that's how people are. When you're saddened or discouraged by a problem, it will definitely affect your physical condition.

He never imagined he would lose to Harvey.

But they lost.

The same problem exists with South African athlete Brungis.

As a runner whose best time of the season was under 10 seconds, he only managed to run 10.21 seconds.

That's absolutely hilarious.

He himself could hardly believe his own score.

Even the preliminary rounds weren't like this.

They ran 10.07 seconds in the preliminary round.

This is what I mentioned before.

If you're not a big-game athlete, it's difficult to perform at your best in big games.

Forget about your best performance, you can't even perform at your worst.

They will perform even worse.

And someone who can perform at a better level in the competition.

They will always be a minority.

Therefore, the idea that Chinese athletes underperform abroad because they lack composure is entirely outdated. People in the past didn't understand the industry's dynamics and were simply parroting others.

Because no matter what country you are an athlete from, no matter if you are of West African descent or Black...

If you carefully explore the patterns, you will discover them.

There's no difference in that respect; they're all the same.

Competitive athletes are always in the minority.

"Alright, the first group's matches are over. Let's take a look at the second group's matches."

"This list not only features the strong dominance of American stars and the hard-fought breakthroughs of Qatari and South African athletes, but also two striking 'Chinese reds'—Zhang Peimeng and Lao Yi. Together with Su Shen and Zhao Haohuan, they will deeply embed the mark of Asian speed into the world's top arena, allowing Chinese strength to occupy its own place in the pinnacle of the 100-meter race."

The National Stadium, also known as the "Bird's Nest".

The night was as dark as ink, but the lights were as bright as day.

The shouts and cheers of nearly 100,000 spectators merged into a surging wave of sound, almost overturning the stadium that had witnessed countless miracles.

The track is bright red, like a burning flame. From the start to the finish line, a distance of 100 meters, it carries all the world's imagination of the "limits of human beings".

"Eight athletes stood on their respective starting lines. They were speed champions from all over the world: American "evergreen" Justin Gatlin, Chinese "twin stars" Zhang Peimeng and Lao Yi, American star Michael Rogers, Qatari naturalized athlete Femi Ogunode, South African rising star Akani Simbine, British athlete Chikindu Ujah, and Jamaican upstart Nickel Ashmead."

Behind every name lies a story of sweat, perseverance, and breakthroughs. Tonight, they will write their own "speed epic" on this red track.

"It won't be easy to break through in this competition," Liu Xiang said. "Both American players are very strong. I estimate that without a score of 9.80 or higher, you won't even have a chance to compete for Q."

Liu Xiang has always been a prophet on the track and field.

This match was no exception.

Because that's the reality. Gatlin is in phenomenal form this year. With just a little effort, he can easily clock 9.70+ seconds, and with a little more power, he can break 9.70 seconds.

under these circumstances.

He's definitely going to take one of the spots.

The remaining three people went to fight over it.

Even if you can't earn it, you must at least make sure you get Little Q.

The current timeline for the small Q line is 9.96 seconds, held by De Grasse.

You have to surpass this score to beat him.

On your marks.

The referee's voice carried throughout the stadium through the loudspeaker, and the noisy "Bird's Nest" instantly fell silent.

Only the heartbeats of nearly 100,000 people remained, perfectly synchronized, like the beating of drums.

Eight runners slowly walked onto the starting blocks, bending over, knees bent, hands on the ground, their bodies arched like cheetahs poised to pounce. Their eyes were focused and sharp, fixed on the track ahead, as if the whole world had shrunk to just 100 meters.

Gatling is standing in lane three.

At 33, he has experienced both highs and lows, but now he is like a steady rock.

With hands on the ground, fingers slightly curled, arm muscles taut, the starting posture of bending the arms is standard and solid.

His eyes were calm and still, as if he were enjoying the calm before the storm, only the slight rise and fall of his chest betrayed the turmoil in his heart.

He must take first place with this shot.

I need to strive for a better position in the finals.

No expert was present when he fired that shot.

It's about giving yourself a chance.

Zhang Peimeng stood in the fourth lane.

He took a deep breath, suppressing all his tension and anticipation.

Open the curved arm.

When supporting yourself with both hands on the ground.

He deliberately adjusted the spacing between his fingers to ensure a balanced application of force.

The angle of the knee bend is precise to the millimeter, accumulating power for the explosive burst at the start.

His eyes burned with a flame—a desire to break through his own limitations and a determination to win glory for his country.

At this moment, Zhang Peimeng could feel the gazes of countless people in the audience behind him, gazes filled with expectation, which became the driving force for him to move forward.

Lao Yi, stand in the fifth lane.

Although he doesn't bend his arms to start running, when he puts his hands on the ground, his arms are at a perfect 45-degree angle to the ground.

When bending your knees, make sure your knees don't extend past your toes to ensure a stable center of gravity.

His gaze was calm and resolute, without the slightest hint of panic, as if he were conducting a routine training session.

He knew that tonight was not only a contest with his opponent, but also a battle with himself. Only by keeping a steady mindset could he perform at his best.

Moreover, this match is different from the past. With more and more people possessing the strength of giants, he no longer has the spare energy to hold back.

There's only one thing he needs to do.

Go all out.

We aim to compete in the finals at the Bird's Nest stadium.

If I don't give it my all, I'm really afraid I'll be eliminated.

After all, Rogers also has the ability to fire a shot in the 9.80s.

Michael Rogers, standing in lane two.

His posture was full of explosive power, with his body leaning forward at an extreme angle, almost touching the ground.

His arm muscles were bulging, and the range of motion when he bent his arm was exaggerated and powerful, as if he would be launched like a cannonball in the next second.

His eyes held a hint of eagerness, a result of the improvements he made after Su Shen pointed out his shortcomings.

He also wants to make his promise in this match.

Fermi Ogunode, standing in lane six.

This naturalized athlete moved with lightness and agility, his fingers lightly touching the ground as he braced himself with his hands, as if feeling the force of the ground.

His posture was relaxed yet focused, with his knees bent at a moderate angle, preparing him for the "small, quick steps" at the start.

There was a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

There's no other reason than that he simply lacks confidence on this stage.

There are too many strong people in there.

It makes us seem like we have no presence at all.

This isn't in Asia.

Well, even in Asia, he doesn't have much of a presence right now.

Sometimes he wondered if he had lived in the wrong era.

Wouldn't it have been better if I had been born 10 years earlier?
In this day and age, it would be a scene of utter chaos and depravity.

Breaking 10 is hardly impressive.

Akani Simbine, standing in lane seven.

The posture is upright and relaxed, with arms straight when hands are on the ground and body slightly leaning back, as if stretching muscles.

His eyes held the exuberance of "African speed," and when facing the camera, he could only manage a slight upward curve of his lips, revealing a hint of a lack of confidence.

He's still too young; he won't become the mature person he'll be later.

He knew his advantage lay in his long strides in the second half of the race, so during the preparation phase, he deliberately relaxed his body to conserve energy for the subsequent burst of speed.

Chijindu Ujah stood in the first lane.

His movements were precise and standard, and he performed every detail strictly in accordance with the technical requirements.

With hands on the ground, knees bent, and body leaning forward, everything seemed so orderly and methodical.

His eyes held a focused gaze, as if he were rehearsing the entire running process in his mind, trying to etch every movement into muscle memory.

He was the least prestigious player in this match.

There is no chance of advancing.

Unless all of them tripped and fell.

There was no chance of him advancing, just like the German player in the previous group.

On the contrary, I felt quite calm.

I don't care about winning or losing.

Nickel Ashmead stands in lane eight. As a rising star in Jamaican sprinting, his posture carries the hallmarks of Jamaican athletes.

The body leans forward, and the arms are not positioned in a regular manner, but the casualness reveals a sense of comfort.

His movements still showed a hint of awkwardness, and the trembling of his fingers betrayed his inner nervousness.

He knew that his opponents tonight were all world-class, and he had to give it his all to stand out.

Of course, the chances of standing out are still incredibly small.

This group is incredibly strong overall.

Even if you open it for 9.90 seconds.

None of them are good enough.

set.

The referee's voice sounded again.

The bodies of the eight contestants tensed instantly.

Like a fully drawn bowstring.

All that's left is the sound of that gunshot.

Then it will unleash all its power.

The air seemed to freeze.

Nearly 100,000 spectators focused their attention on the red track and on the eight figures poised to start.

Time, at this moment, becomes incomparably long.

"Let's see if our two athletes can advance after this shot."

"You must withstand the pressure and not rush."

Liu Xiang was also speaking from the side.

"Don't rush." ​​"The more you rush, the more likely your body will become stiff."

"The faster you break the rhythm, the easier it is to mess it up."

"Just maintain your own pace."

Bang————————

The starting gun fired, like a thunderclap ripped through the night sky!
Eight figures shot out almost simultaneously, instantly shattering the tranquility of the track.

On the red track, it looked as if eight lightning bolts lit up at the same time.

Sprinting forward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The start is the "first battlefield" in the 100-meter race, where victory or defeat is often decided in milliseconds.

Justin Gatlin's startup was like a precise instrument, flawless.

The instant the gun fired, his hands left the ground in a lightning-fast motion, his arms and legs moving in perfect coordination.

The first step is short but very fast, instantly pushing the body's center of gravity forward.

His torso leaned slightly forward, his core muscles firmly holding the power without the slightest sway, as if he had been in peak condition from the very beginning.

At 10 meters, he was already ahead of everyone, demonstrating the absolute strength of a "veteran".

The initiation of work and rest is "steady and delicate".

After the gunshot, his movements were completely calm and precise, with each arm swing perfectly coordinated with the leg push-off.

His first step was of moderate length and steady frequency, with his center of gravity moving forward smoothly without any swaying. His core muscles were taut, ensuring efficient power transfer and demonstrating excellent stability from the very beginning.

At 10 meters, he was about 0.6 meters behind Gatlin and Zhang Peimeng, but he still maintained a steady pace and did not fall behind.

Michael Rogers's launch was full of "American explosiveness." The moment the gun fired, his body shot out like a cannonball, his arm swings were large and powerful, each swing propelling his body forward.

His first step was extremely long, instantly giving him the lead, but he was soon overtaken by Gatlin and Zhang Peimeng.

His torso leaned forward noticeably, attempting to establish an advantage during the initial phase, but his excessive focus on stride length resulted in a slightly slower frequency.

At 10 meters, he was about 0.3 meters behind Gatlin, ranking fourth.

Fermi Ogunode's start was a classic example of "small steps, fast frequency." After the gunshot, his footsteps alternated rapidly, each step small and precise, instantly raising his frequency. His torso leaned slightly forward, and his arm swings were small but extremely fast, attempting to compensate for the lack of stride length with a fast frequency.

At the 10-meter mark, he was close to Lao Yi, ranking fifth, and still maintaining his chasing pace.

Akani Simbine's start was slightly slow.

After the gunshot, his body reacted a beat slower. Although his first step was long, his pace couldn't keep up, causing him to fall behind in the early stages.

His posture was upright, without any deliberate forward lean, which actually became a disadvantage during the start-up phase, resulting in greater wind resistance and slower speed increase.

At the 10-meter mark, he was already about 0.5 meters behind the top four, ranking sixth. He was a little flustered, barely managing to maintain his own rhythm, waiting for the second half of the race to come.

Chigindu Ujah's start was standard. His movements were correct, with his arm swing and push-off meeting technical requirements, but his explosive power was slightly lacking, and his speed increase was slow.

His torso remained neutral and did not lean forward, resulting in greater wind resistance and causing him to fall behind significantly in the early stages.

At the 10-meter mark, he was in seventh place, further widening the gap with the runners ahead of him.

Nickel Ashmead's start was slightly off. After the shot was fired, his center of gravity became a little unstable, and he swayed slightly when he landed on his first step.

This results in a dispersion of power, hindering the increase in speed.

His arm-bending and swinging movements also showed slight stiffness, and he did not fully exert his strength.

At the 10-meter mark, he was already about 0.8 meters behind the top six, ranking eighth and falling into a passive position.

The only one who could truly put pressure on Gatling was Zhang Peimeng.

Zhang Peimeng stood on the fourth starting block, leaning forward, his hands on the ground, his fingertips firmly gripping the textured surface of the red synthetic track.

He deliberately adjusted the distance between his hands to shoulder width, palms slightly turned inward, and the muscles in his arms taut like a fully drawn bowstring.

This is the "bent arm start" preparatory posture that he honed through countless training sessions.

Every angle is precise down to the millimeter.

Gunshot!

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Peimeng's hands instantly left the ground like springs, his arm movements as fast as lightning.

His elbows always maintain an angle of about 90 degrees, and when he swings his arms, they do not swing outwards, but rather stay close to his sides.

Like two sharp knives, they forcefully "cut" the air forward.

Each arm swing carries a fierce force that tears through the wind resistance, and the lines of the biceps and deltoids are clearly bulging under the lights.

It was as if he was pouring all his strength into each swing.

At the same time, his legs exploded off the ground. The moment his left leg pushed off the starting block, his knee joint extended rapidly, and his ankle joint rebounded like a compressed spring, transmitting the ground reaction force up his calf and thigh.

The right leg swings forward at an extremely fast frequency, with the knee raised high to the chest and the sole of the foot almost brushing the ground.

His stride frequency was astonishingly fast, with less than 0.1 seconds between the first and second steps, and his footsteps alternated so quickly that they were like a blur.

The landing trajectory was almost impossible to discern, leaving only a blurry yellow afterimage flashing across the track.

Connect the four points.

In terms of the torso, Zhang Peimeng deliberately leaned his upper body forward to a 45-degree angle with the ground, his back muscles were stretched into a straight line, and his core muscles were tightened like steel to firmly lock the body's center of gravity and avoid any unnecessary swaying.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the ground markings 3 meters ahead.

These are his "visual anchor points" for calibrating his rhythm, ensuring that every step is taken at the most precise point of force application.

The extremely low center of gravity not only reduces wind resistance, but also makes his body resemble a cheetah flying close to the ground.

Each push-off can efficiently convert power into forward propulsion.

At 5 meters, his bent arm push rhythm was perfectly synchronized with his stride frequency. When his arm swung forward, it coincided with the peak force of his leg pushing off the ground, forming a perfect closed loop of "arm swing leading to push-off, and push-off supporting arm swing".

At 8 meters, his stride began to steadily increase.

The stride frequency remained unchanged.

The speed increases like a rocket taking off.

At 10 meters, his posture remained stable, and the amplitude of his arm thrust was not reduced at all. He was almost neck and neck with Gatlin in the third lane next to him, and the gap between the two was almost equal.

To the naked eye, there is no difference whatsoever.

This is the power of the bent-arm start.

Surprisingly, he was on par with Gatlin, who is already at the peak of his career this year, in terms of starting ability.

This was something that would have been impossible before.

The acceleration phase is the "power source" of the 100-meter race, where athletes need to push their speed to the limit.

This lays the foundation for the subsequent mid-race run.

Justin Gatlin's acceleration is like "the calibration of a precision instrument".

While maintaining a stable stride frequency, his stride length began to increase in a controlled manner, each step seemingly "crushing" the track. His bent-arm swing remained concise and efficient, with the coordination between his arms and legs reaching its peak, each arm swing providing assistance for his leg push-off.

His torso leaned slightly forward, his core muscles taut like steel, transmitting the power of his lower limbs pushing off the ground to his upper limbs without any loss.

He never expected that Zhang Peimeng would be able to match his starting position here.

I didn't gain any advantage at all.

This made him, who had just entered the ranks of giants this year, feel very unhappy.

How could I let someone like that catch up with me?
He's about to unleash his full power.

If you can't beat Su Shen, then so be it.

This year, he even wants to get rid of Zhao Haohuan.

Besides, he's just someone who's ranked third in Asia.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

Enter the acceleration range of 10-20 meters.

Gatling's body began its first "power calibration".

Unlike younger athletes who blindly pursue the ultimate in stride frequency or stride length, he gradually unleashed his body's potential with an almost "all-encompassing" composure.

His arm swing motion remains as simple and efficient as when he started, with his arm at a 45-degree angle to the ground. Each forward swing lands precisely on the "power point" in front of his body, without any unnecessary swaying.

The arm muscles twitched slightly as they swung, but did not appear stiff, as if each contraction and relaxation was accumulating energy for the leg push-off.

After entering the 10-meter mark, Gatlin began the first phase of his acceleration – the transfer of power and the awakening of his hips.

Unlike many young athletes who unleash their full potential immediately after starting, he was like an experienced craftsman polishing a rare masterpiece.

The core of this stage is how he perfectly transfers his powerful leg strength through his core muscles to his hips. His torso leans slightly forward, forming a perfect angle with the ground, ensuring the proper functioning of his core muscles—the muscles in his abdomen and back.

Like a taut net, it firmly locks in all the strength of the body.

With each push-off from the leg, the power is transmitted upwards from the sole of the foot, through the calf and thigh, and finally converges at the hip joint.

The essence of Gatling lies in the fact that he does not simply "push" out the power, but uses his hips as a powerful "engine" to start the first "ignition".

At the moment of pushing off the ground, his hip joint will have an extremely subtle but incredibly powerful forward thrust. This movement is not isolated, but forms a perfect linkage with the extension of the legs, the contraction of the core, and even the swing of the arms.

His gluteal muscles contracted rapidly during the process, pulling his hips forward and upward, as if an invisible hand was pushing his body from behind.

The hip thrust at this stage is "initiative," preparing for the subsequent explosive power.

It allows Gatling's body to smoothly transition from a static state to a dynamic state full of forward momentum.

This kept his body stable without any swaying, and each step seemed to be accumulating more energy for his powerful hip engine.

Gatling's professional record is tainted, though his dedication to honing various techniques cannot be denied.

He is indeed one of the best active American athletes.

Otherwise, even though Green and he don't get along so well, he wouldn't never pick on this aspect of him.

Because Gatling gunners are indeed very focused and dedicated to refining their technology, they have developed their own unique style.

Gatling's hip delivery is a typical example.

It has become a technical term.

If 10-20 meters is the "ignition" of the Gatling engine's hip, then 20-30 meters is the full-scale explosion of this engine.

At this stage, he unleashed his body's potential to a new level, and at the heart of all this was his unparalleled hip thrust technique.

After entering the 20-meter mark, Gatlin made a subtle "gear shift".

The angle of his torso leaning forward was slightly reduced, which made his center of gravity more stable and created perfect mechanical conditions for the full forward thrust of his hips.

The core muscles remain as taut as steel, but this tautness is no longer for resistance, but for maintaining a dynamic balance that allows the hip muscles to exert their maximum power.

At this moment, his hip thrust became incredibly clear and powerful. Each leg push off the ground seemed to provide a powerful reaction force for the forward thrust of the hip.

At the moment of pushing off the ground, his entire pelvis is violently propelled forward and upward in a rotating motion. This movement is extremely large in range and extremely powerful, as if his body is not "running" but "bouncing" forward.

The reason his hip delivery technique is so terrifying lies in its "coherence" and "efficiency".

His hip thrust is not an isolated movement, but is perfectly integrated with his stride, body posture, and arm swing.

The forward thrust of the hips directly drives the forward swing of the thighs, allowing his stride to unfold naturally and powerfully at high speed.

After each hip thrust, his body would briefly stretch in the air before the other leg took over, creating a seemingly endless and powerful cycle.

Within this range, Gatlin could clearly feel Zhang Peimeng's desperate, all-or-nothing determination behind him, and could sense that the yellow figure approaching at an astonishing speed.

But instead of blindly accelerating in response, he continued to follow his own "speed blueprint," keeping the powerful hip engine running smoothly and powerfully.

His speed was steadily increasing, but this increase was smooth and sustainable, like a sophisticated engine gradually increasing its speed.

As expected of Gatling gunners, they are indeed very experienced.

but……

He still couldn't shake off Zhang Peimeng.

Because on this red track, Zhang Peimeng was different from all his opponents from the very first moment.

He was the only athlete in the entire competition to use a bent-arm start, and this seemingly minor technical difference became his greatest weapon against the world's top athletes.

His acceleration process is like a race car equipped with a special engine, which, through a unique "three-gear" mode, bursts out with terrifying acceleration comparable to a Gatling gun.

At the moment the gun fired, Zhang Peimeng's body wasn't "pushed" out like the others, but rather "pulled" out by his arm. This is the essence of the bent-arm initiation technique.

His arms were bent at a 90-degree angle, elbows slightly tucked in, like two powerful hooks.
The instant his body was launched, his arms did not swing backward, but instead swung forward and violently "slashed" inward.

This movement generated a powerful "pulling sensation," as if there were two invisible ropes connecting his elbows to his shoulders and hips, pulling his entire upper body forward violently the moment his arms swung forward.

This force not only made his starting reaction lightning fast, but more importantly, it established a strong "forward momentum" in his body from the very beginning.

This meant that his center of gravity didn't gradually shift forward after starting, but was "slammed" forward by the force of his arms the instant he started, laying a perfect mechanical foundation for subsequent acceleration.

This is his first acceleration, a unique "traction-style" burst brought about purely by the crank arm start.

Shift gears.

Second gear: Acceleration - the "coordinated" increase in arm swing.

After entering the 10-meter mark, Zhang Pei suddenly accelerated and shifted into second gear. At this moment, the forward momentum brought about by his bent arm movement...

It begins to exert its full power, becoming the core engine driving the body forward.

His arms remained bent at a 90-degree angle, each forward swing like a "tear" in the air, with the elbow leading and the arm muscles bulging, concentrating the power on one point.

This arm swing is no longer just for balance, but forms an unprecedented "synergistic resonance" with his leg push-off.

When the right leg pushes off the ground, the left arm swings violently forward and inward.

When the left leg pushes off the ground, the right arm will make the same movement.

This synergy produced two key effects:
1. Powerful torque: The inward swing of the arms generates a rotational torque on the body, which directly drives the hips to rotate rapidly, allowing his stride to unfold quickly and powerfully at high speed.

2. Superposition of forces: The forward pulling force generated by the swinging of the arms and the upward and forward propulsion force generated by the pushing off the ground by the legs are perfectly superimposed at the body's center of gravity, forming a more powerful, unidirectional resultant force.

In this gear, Zhang Peimeng's speed began to increase rapidly.

His stride frequency was astonishingly fast; each step was like a race against time, and the source of all this power came from the explosive motion of his bent arm at the start.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

His body posture was extremely low, with his entire upper body leaning forward under the pull of his arms, reducing wind resistance to the extreme.

By the 20-meter mark, he had gone from a slight lag at the start to matching Gatlin's pace, the two running neck and neck. The yellow figure on the red track was sending a hip thrust at Gatlin in a revolutionary way—

Issue a challenge.