"It’s ," Wang Ye said, his eyes slightly narrowing.
The person in front of him was soone he was very familiar with.
Three years ago, in the n’s 100-ter semi-final at the Tokyo Olympic Gas,
Su Bingtian set a new Asian record with a ti of 9.83 seconds,
becoming the first Chinese athlete to advance to the 100-ter final at the Olympics,
His na was all over the major platforms online, trending everywhere,
He was hailed as "Su God" by the netizens.
At the peak of his influence, he could definitely be compared to Wang Ye.
Now he is also an international-level athlete, the Asian record holder for the n’s 60 ters.
If it were Wang Ye from half a year ago, seeing Su Bingtian would have made him very excited.
Because at that ti, his status and strength couldn’t reach soone of Su Bingtian’s level, but now, the person who felt excitent had switched to Su Bingtian, because his current status and strength had far surpassed Su Bingtian.
As expected, Su Bingtian, standing opposite him, had wide eyes, looking quite surprised.
"Did you co so early? I thought I was the earliest." His personality seed a bit shy, and he spoke with so hesitation and slowness. His speech carried a bit of a Guangdong accent, not standard Mandarin, but it was mostly understandable.
Completely different from his fast and furious style when running.
"I don’t sleep much, I get up before six in the morning, and I live in the dormitory at the training base, just a step away from the training field," Wang Ye explained. He didn’t reveal his secret of not needing sleep, only ntioning that he had a short sleep ti. After a slight pause, he asked back, "But what about you, why did you co to the base so early? The training camp starts at nine, are you here three hours early for warm-up training?"
"Yes, I heard you were leading the training camp, and I was very excited, so I planned to co early to warm up. Besides, I usually train at six in the morning," Su Bingtian quickly said.
"Then you go in and warm up, I’ll take a walk," Wang Ye said, waving his hand, not intending to discuss further there, as there would be plenty of ti to interact with these top athletes when the training officially began later.
"Just a mont." Su Bingtian suddenly said.
"What’s wrong?" Wang Ye turned back to ask.
Su Bingtian hesitated a bit, "Actually, I wanted to ask for your help to check my running posture, if it’s convenient for you..."
"Ask to check?" Wang Ye was slightly taken aback.
He vaguely rembered he hadn’t competed in any short-distance running events, the records he broke were marathon records, which had no connection to Su Bingtian’s specialized 100-ter sprint. How did Su Bingtian think of seeking his advice on sprinting?
Although Wang Ye knew his Extraordinary Level running experience could guide Su Bingtian’s sprinting techniques without any issues, most would assu he was only proficient in long-distance running and not knowledgeable about other events.
Even the athletes attending the training camp would mostly think Wang Ye would teach them explosive power techniques, not their specialized techniques, since every sports event is independent, each reaching its peak requires decades of ti, even soone as talented as Su Bingtian started professional sprint training young, and only broke the Asian record in his thirties.
Delving deep into this is absolutely not simpler than other advanced sciences; the human body is a very complex study. Today’s sports may appear as a clash of strong people, but each athlete is very intelligent, well-versed in biology, anatomy, dical science, and other fields, combining them to reach human peak-level athletic ability. Those seemingly aningless contorted racewalking forms, muscle-monster body-building, life-shortening marathons are actually scaling the difficult ascension on humanity’s civilizational heights towards greater peaks.
Even soone as imnsely strong as Wang Ye wouldn’t generally be believed to master every track and field event, let alone break all the world records.
Yet now Su Bingtian was unhesitatingly seeking Wang Ye’s advice on sprinting techniques.
This made Wang Ye a bit puzzled as to what Su Bingtian was planning.
Seeing Wang Ye standing there, Su Bingtian quickly explained, "Maybe you don’t rember, half a year ago you fild a comrcial for Anta, where you ran a 100 ters; I carefully observed your running posture in the comrcial, both details and techniques were too advanced, making suspect you might have traveled back from the future."
Su Bingtian’s eyes were full of envy; as a top-level athlete who trained regularly, he was most envious of Wang Ye’s strength. He gulped, probing, "So I ca this ti hoping to learn a bit more about sprinting knowledge from you."
"You flatter ; if you just want advice, there’s no problem, head to the training field and change clothes," Wang Ye waved. anwhile, feeling a bit helpless inside, so it was all due to that comrcial exposure. He initially planned to go test his attribute values, but now interrupted by Su Bingtian, it seems like today’s testing wouldn’t be possible; it’ll have to be postponed.
"Thank you so much." After receiving an affirmative answer, Su Bingtian quickly took his bag and headed into the training field’s locker room, changing into a pair of training shorts and T-shirt.
Wang Ye went directly to wait at the 100-ter track’s start line.
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