Then Hu Kai and Li Qing also helped him add a lot of core training to strengthen the core, which can help stabilize the body more easily under high-speed stride frequency.

Fifty meters.

Bang!

break out.

Enter at a very fast speed.

Zhang Peimeng's eyes were full of confidence. He knew that he had been through this winter training like this, so he would definitely...

No laziness.

Maybe I am even worse than Su Zhao, but you are working hard and rested...

I'm absolutely not afraid.

I will definitely not lose to you.

"I ran well, it felt different." Wen Yongyi said in a pertinent manner as he looked at Zhang Peimeng's running.

After all, Zhang Peimeng is not as pleasing as work and rest due to his personality problems, so it is already a good time to say that.

"Have you been walking frequently?" Zhao Haohuan turned his head and looked at Su Shen and said, "Pure?"

Su Shen nodded and said, "Well, he has too many redundant strides in the past, so it's just right to cut them off and use them on the stride frequency."

And there is another sentence he didn't say, that is——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

You should formulate your technical direction based on your own physiological characteristics, rather than force learning by looking at the overall direction in the international community.

This will only backfire.

Carving a boat and asking for a sword.

Seeking fish from a tree.

As soon as he rushed over, Zhang Peimeng immediately adjusted his body. The feeling of releasing a hundred meters was much better than before.

The feeling of being unable to control the rush to the end has been reduced a lot.

High step frequency.

I, Zhang Peimeng, can definitely do it!

Zhang Pei rushed over and did not see the results as soon as possible, while Yuan Guoqiang and the others saw them as soon as possible. This result was a little stunned for Yuan Guoqiang.

After Zhang Peimeng turned his head and saw it, he even pointed in a direction.

The one standing in that direction is not someone else, but just working and resting.

10.25s, 0.2M/S.

At least in terms of grades, this is the first time that Zhang Peimeng has won over work and rest.

Even if it's just a leg.

On the sidelines, there were athletes from the second and third teams. After watching the results, they murmured for a while: "Shift 10.20..."

"The fourth king of legs relies on hard power to appear."

"Last year, relying on customs to get along with the current one is completely incomparable."

Looking at Zhang Peimeng's results and his eyes, he suddenly felt a huge "threat".

It feels like if you don’t give your all, you will be culled by this hungry tiger.

"The third position looks like the sky will be dark this year." Wen Yongyi couldn't help but shrink his neck when he saw the eyes of the two of them. Fortunately, he couldn't insert it in this level of battle for the time being.

Otherwise, it would be chilling if you think about it.
Chapter completed!