[Competition] The Road to Champion of the Seventh Prince of the Dragon Palace

Ao Ling got ashore with the help of He Jiaxuan, but the other party ignored him and ran away happily.

He sat alone by the pool for a while, when a volunteer came up to him, bent down and asked in his ear, "Do you need to help you over to let the team doctor see you?"

Ao Ling waved his hand and stood up enduring the soreness in his muscles. It would be embarrassing enough to lose the game, and he didn't want to be helped out again.

He took off his swimming goggles and swimming cap, walked for a while with his head down, and suddenly remembered that he had only seen He Jiaxuan's ecstasy after winning the championship, and hadn't had time to take a look at his own results.

So he raised his head to look at the big screen, and suddenly found that there were two No.1s on it, 26 seconds 55, his and He Jiaxuan's results were exactly the same!

Ao Ling happily turned to look at Fu Xingtu, and shouted at Fu Xingtu through several stands: "I bitten his chicken leg!"

Fu Xingtu raised his forehead, and really wanted to explain to those people with strange eyes that the idiot just now was really not his team member!

When the awards were presented, Ao Ling and He Jiaxuan stood on the highest podium together, and the leaders of the local swimming association presented them with medals and mascots.

After receiving the award, Ao Ling was about to go down, but was caught off guard and dragged back.

He Jiaxuan hugged his shoulders with such strength that his bones were about to fall apart.

The other party gritted his teeth and whispered in his ear: "Why are you running? Take a photo!"

Ao Ling held up the gold medal, took a photo with him with a forced smile, and left without looking back.

The 50-meter freestyle is the fastest and shortest swimming competition. It is equivalent to the [-]-meter battle in track and field competitions. It is also nicknamed the flying fish battle.

This high-profile battle of focus is naturally reserved until the end of the game, so Ao Ling still had a break in the middle, so he quickly changed his clothes and returned to the stands.

Fu Xingtu glanced at him twice, and Ao Ling felt that his eyes were like knives, poking at him, sitting next to him as if on pins and needles, not daring to breathe.

Shen Fei, Qi Yi and Liang Fan all went to prepare for the competition, and no one spoke to Ao Ling, so he kept looking for food from his backpack.Biscuits, seaweed, nuts, chocolate, dried fish...

The more he ate, the more Fu Xingtu couldn't take it anymore, he grabbed him by the collar and dragged him up and left, taking a yoga mat along the way.

The two got off the stands, walked towards the passage of the swimming pool, turned around and finally found a place with few people.

Fu Xingtu spread out the yoga mat on the ground and ordered Ao Ling, "Get on the floor."

"what?"

Little Dragon Cub didn't know his intentions, and was terrified, afraid that his next sentence would be 500 push-ups, so he instinctively took a step back, shivering in the corner: "What are you doing?"

Fu Xingtu repeated impatiently: "I'll let you lie down."

Although he didn't hold an A-shaped board in his hand, his tone of voice and that kind of nonchalant arrogance were still very intimidating to Ao Ling.

The little dragon cub had no choice but to lie on the yoga mat tremblingly, and the next second a broad palm fell on the back of his shoulder, massaging the muscles from top to bottom, evenly and softly, alternating light and heavy.

When Ao Ling climbed ashore from the swimming pool, Fu Xingtu noticed something strange about him. Just like last time at the city sports school, he exerted too much force and caused his muscles to be overloaded.

After more than a month of training in the provincial team, Ao Ling's situation this time is actually much better than last time.

Fu Xingtu, who has just graduated from a bachelor's degree and is currently studying for a master's degree in sports medicine, naturally has no problem dealing with this small problem.

He is not studying swimming every day, but is studying the bones and muscles of the human body. He knows exactly what muscles are needed for each swimming style, and he can deal with Ao Ling's muscle soreness in a targeted manner within a limited time. Try to keep him from being affected too much in the 50m freestyle.

The little dragon cub lay obediently on the yoga mat, not daring to move, all his senses involuntarily focused on Fu Xingtu's hands.

Even through a layer of T-shirt, Ao Ling could feel the warmth and dryness of Fu Xingtu's palms, and when doing some ligament traction movements, his strength control was not bad.

At first, Ao Ling wanted to run away from the pain, but couldn't help moaning and groaning, but didn't dare to yell out loud.

A few meters away, a member of an unknown team was also sitting on a yoga mat waiting for the match, and when he heard his movement, he turned his head and took a look.

Fu Xingtu held his ankle and made his calf as tight as possible to relieve the tension of the gastrocnemius muscle.

"If you yell louder, people will think I'm bullying you."

People don't think so, it's common for athletes to relax each other between games, but the innocent little dragon cub doesn't know it, and for fear of losing face to other provinces, he can only bite the flesh on his arm and try his best to No sound is produced.

Gradually, the unbearable pain disappeared, replaced by a faint soreness, which was not only tolerable, but also very comfortable.

Ao Ling closed her eyes, enjoying it so much that she almost fell asleep on the yoga mat.

Suddenly, a hand patted his face twice: "Get up, put the mat away, and go back."

Ao Ling opened his eyes, only to see Fu Xingtu's 1.8-meter long legs, and the other party turned the corner without looking back.

Xiaolong Cub had no choice but to get up, rolled up the yoga mat and put it in the storage bag, and chased after him in a few steps.

Then I was surprised to find that the feeling of soreness in the muscles all over my body disappeared miraculously!Now he is a lively little dragon again, and he can continue to compete with his opponent for chicken legs in the water!

After all the competitions were over, as the last individual event, the 50m freestyle finals finally started.

He Jiarui was in the fourth lane, Ao Ling was in the fifth lane, and Ao Ling stood behind the opponent when they lined up to enter the field.

He stared at each other's back and walked all the way, and found that although they were twins, He Jiaxuan and He Jiarui had completely different bodies. The former belonged to the powerful type, while the latter belonged to the smooth type.

This was gradually shaped by Province R's years of rigorous training, and such body characteristics are more conducive to their performance in their respective main events.

Sit down before the respective lanes, take off your sportswear, arrange your swimming goggles and swimming cap, and stand on the starting platform.

Ao Ling took a deep breath, and couldn't hold back when she bent down to start the action, and glanced at the swimming lane next to her.

He found that He Jiarui was looking up at the stands, that direction was where Province C had gathered for the past few days, and Fu Xingtu was standing there with his arms folded.

Alarm bells rang in Xiaolong Cub's mind: "Something is wrong, this person is wrong! Why does he keep staring at my coach? Could it be that he really wants to transfer to Province C in order to become an apprentice for Director Fu?"

At this moment, when he recalled the starting command, Ao Ling leaped into the air by instinct, and the entry point into the water was closer than he expected. Fortunately, the depth was just right, and a few butterfly legs quickly surfaced, and naturally connected to the freestyle.

Unlike the 50m butterfly, the men's 50m freestyle has always been the most competitive of all swimming events.Especially in some major international competitions, no one has ever been able to win the championship with a huge advantage, and the gap between the eight players is often only within one second.

In youth competitions, the physical development of young athletes is different, and the training intensity they usually receive is also very different. Professional and non-professional players are mixed together. Therefore, No.1 and No.8 sometimes have a big gap. gap.

Obviously, He Jiarui in the fourth lane is the most professional among the eight players. His state today is completely different from yesterday.The starting technique is particularly outstanding, and when entering the water, he won the advantage of half a body for himself.

Ao Ling followed closely behind. Although he failed to grab the advantage at the start, his swimming speed was very fast, and he kept using his innate sense of water to narrow the gap.

From the moment he entered the water, Ao Ling suppressed all the messy thoughts in his mind, and the only thought left was to hurry up, hurry up!

Stretching shoulders, holding water, pushing water, raising elbows... In the usual training, the technical essentials have already formed muscle memory. In order to reduce resistance, the frequency of breathing should be compressed as much as possible. Therefore, it is impossible to observe the situation of the approaching opponent.

Dense air bubbles are constantly spit out from the mouth, the lungs seem to be clenched tighter by an invisible hand, and the air is constantly squeezed out of the body, the muscles become sore and weak due to lack of oxygen, and the side of the head is just at the mouth. When the water is on the surface, take a big breath, then quickly bury your head in the water, and continue to repeat the action just now...

People in the swimming pool cannot understand the whole situation of the game, but the audience from God's perspective can see it clearly.

He Jiarui's speed is very fast, but he has no intention of breathing for more than half of the distance. Ao Ling's movement frequency is not as good as his, and he has already had two breaths.

But every time Ao Ling stroked the water, he was able to travel a considerable distance in the water, and he had already caught up before he knew it.

Ordinary spectators may not be able to see anything, but there are also coaches from swimming teams from various provinces and even national teams in the stands. From their professional perspective, this is God's feast!

For nearly ten seconds, He Jiarui and Ao Ling chased after each other, leading and lagging behind was nothing more than the gap between the front and rear rowers.The two people jumped repeatedly between surpassing and being surpassed, and the parties involved were immersed in fighting, but the audience was so excited that they couldn't help standing up, clenched their fists, and shouted loudly: "Come on, come on, come on, Block ah ah ah!!!”

Among them, the most powerful team is naturally the R provincial team, which occupies more than half of the stands, shouting "He Jiarui, come on! He Jiarui, come on!" The voice echoed in the entire swimming pool, and the game was played in a second. The venue becomes its own home field.

Although province C is at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, they are not willing to be overwhelmed by the momentum of province R. Under the leadership of someone, they start calling Ao Ling's name in unison. The cheerleaders of both sides occupy the stands on both sides of the swimming pool On the road, I can't wait to fight in the air, and don't pay attention to the relatives and friends of the other six players.

It's a pity that the entire ears of the players in the competition were immersed in the water, and they couldn't hear anything except the tinnitus caused by lack of oxygen and the booming water splash!

At the moment when they reached the finish line, everyone's hearts were in their throats, but no matter how good their eyesight was, they still couldn't tell who touched the touch plate first. The slight gap was apart from the high technology of the electronic timing system. The human eye simply cannot capture it.

Before the results came out, the audience gave warm applause to the teenagers in the swimming pool immediately. It was their fighting spirit. In just 23 seconds, they presented a passionate game for everyone, which is incomparable. Those big games seen on TV are inferior!

At the highest point of the stand, Director Song, who was wearing glasses, looked around with a smile, and several top leaders of the provincial teams surrounded him, with a somewhat smug expression on his face: "Did you see that, This is our hope for the future!"

The people next to him immediately echoed: "Children nowadays are getting stronger from generation to generation. They will also reach the age of achievement in the next Olympic year. The future belongs to them."

"Speaking more recently, it seems that there is no problem in participating in the Asian Games next year."

Shen Xingguo waved his hand: "The qualifications for the Asian Games still have to follow the principle of fairness and openness, and the selection is based on the points in the series."

Director Song nodded: "Lao Shen's consciousness is still high."

Ao Ling and He Jiarui reached the finish line at the same time, emerged from the water at the same time, and looked at the big screen at the same time.

Du Miao Ru Nian was probably like this, Ao Ling could still open his mouth to catch his breath, He Jiarui didn't even dare to blink his eyes, for fear that he might not be able to see the results immediately.

But when the report card was typed out, both of them were stunned!