Super Race System Makes Me a Legend

"At that time, you stood on the high platform and stood in a daze for 2.01 seconds. You didn't enter the water until you heard the warning from the referee. In this process, you spent almost 0.2 seconds. In addition, you wasted a total of 2.03 seconds."

"Your final score is 25.50 seconds, minus the wasted 2.03 seconds, which means that your real score is 23.02 seconds, 0.4 seconds higher than Jin Yongkang's best result."

"Suppose the two of you meet in the final and play your best, the result is that you will win by a half body lead, of course, on the premise that you don't hide all your strength."

"But according to my previous understanding of you, although you don't like to keep your own strength, you will still be a little bit more restrained in the preliminary and preliminary competitions. Your final result will be about 0.5 seconds higher than that in the semi-final."

"That is to say, your real performance in the 50m butterfly should be around 22.80 seconds, which is only a few tenths of a second away from the world record."

"It's hard for me to believe that a horrible person like you will come up with a second one, and it's so coincidental that, even if there is one, that person will not be Jin Yongkang."

Gudong

After listening to Sun Li's analysis, Lin Cheng was a little surprised. This was the first time he saw Sun Li say so much at one go.

And her analysis is well founded.

It's just that after he got to the intermediate level, the final result of the 50m butterfly was 22 seconds, not the 22 seconds and 80 seconds that Sun Li had calculated before.

Of course, he will not be silly to refute Sun Li, and then say his real strength.

After all, the 100 meter result is quite a sensation. If someone knows that he can break the world record of 50m butterfly stroke now, he will surely be caught by a group of old professors as a monster anatomy research.

"By the way, isn't there a match for you this afternoon? Why are you still in the hotel? "

Lin Cheng looks at Sun Li in doubt. If he remembers correctly, after the men's 50m butterfly preliminary, it is the women's 50m butterfly. Sun Li is one of the two butterfly swimmers in Yuanqing city.

"I abstained."

Sun Li said coldly.

"Abstain?"

Lin Cheng is a little silly, doubting that he heard something wrong.

He didn't find it strange who said this sentence, except Sun Li.

Although contact time is not long, but understand a temper of Sun Li.

However, everything about swimming will persist in any case. Even if you have a cold and fever, you will never be absent from any training.

Not to mention the important moment of the game.

Unless

Lin Cheng frowns and suddenly thinks of a possibility, the only reason for Sun Li to give up the game.

Her eyes subconsciously swept to Sun Li's abdomen.

As if aware of Lin Cheng's eyes, Sun Li's face flashed a little red, and then turned her head to cover up.

"I went back."

With that, Sun Li left in a hurry and returned to her room.

"It's not as good as heaven."

Lin Cheng had no choice but to smile. When he met such a thing, he would have been depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

After all, Sun Li trained harder than before since she was selected to the city team. The amount of training was doubled directly in order to achieve good results. However, she never thought of it, because this unexpected encounter turned into an illusion.