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

But Ao Ling also knew that it was useless if he didn't want to. Fu Xingtu was not his only coach. No matter in the provincial team or the national team, he had many excellent athletes under him.

He will also convince himself that since he can accept teammates from province C to train together, he should accept teammates from the national team to discuss with him, which is fine.

In the 100m final on the second day, Ao Ling was not soft-spoken. Although Fan Yuhao was also very hardworking, he was still not as hardworking as him. Fan Yuhao's goal was to qualify for the Asian Games.

After landing, Ao Ling looked at him: "You lost again."

Fan Yuhao snorted coldly with disdain: "What's the hurry? Although I lost to you in the 100-meter butterfly, I will definitely beat you in the 50-meter butterfly!"

Ao Ling curled her lips in disdain: "Where does the confidence come from?"

Fan Yuhao immediately looked like a furry cat: "My turning skills are not as good as yours, and my swimming speed is no worse than yours, and my strength is also stronger than yours. Didn't I win the national championship last year?"

Ao Ling was standing there chatting with him with a swimming cap and goggles in his hand. He was unhappy when he heard this, and bent his elbows, showing the result of his unremitting physical training for more than half a year.

The solid and full deltoid muscles, biceps brachii and triceps brachii on the arms have undulating contours because of his movements. The muscles are not only strong, but also extremely flexible. They have long been no less powerful than any other competitor in the same class. The main event of the sprinter.

Fan Yuhao didn't have a very obvious feeling, but He Jiaxuan who was next to him felt very incredible.

He frowned, glanced at Ao Ling's well-developed arms and abdominal muscles, and then at Ao Ling's overly delicate face. He always felt that it was unreasonable for these two things to appear on the same person.

The most incredible thing for him is that last year's "U Series" youth competition has only been 8 months, and he still remembers the first time he saw Ao Ling, he was still just a tall, thin boy.

In just eight months, his face was still the same as before, but his body seemed to have changed.

Indeed, the feeling of swimming in the water is very different. Although he still maintains an unparalleled ability to walk through water, the sense of power in his strokes and kicks cannot be ignored.

Last time, Ao Ling lost to Fan Yuhao in the 50-meter butterfly, and he has been holding back his breath.In the Short Course World Cup in January, because of a left shoulder injury, he had to give up the 50m and 100m butterfly competitions.

He waited until the current championship game before he had a chance to avenge the opponent.

He has lost once in this event, and he will never lose again. He must win Fan Yuhao.

But after half a year of training, the current Fan Yuhao is not the original Fan Yuhao, everyone is improving.When it comes to the field, in addition to seeing who has improved more, it also depends on who is performing better on the spot.

It only took a few tenths of a second to pour the water from the start, and Ao Ling always enjoyed the moment when the whole person was submerged in the water from head to toe.The world went from noisy to quiet, and I could even hear the slow and heavy heartbeat in my chest.

Then there is the butterfly stroke, the body quickly rises to the surface of the water, the arm is stroked, the powerful stroke, the water in front of the body seems to have life, under the stroke of the arm, it is naturally separated to the sides, the body is like A gun full of energy kept rushing forward.

With my head buried in the water, I swam from the breath I held at the start to the finish line. The distance of one stroke was just to the side, and I slapped the yellow timing board hard.

Tired, still very tired, so tired that stares appeared in his eyes, and there was a brief trance, but Ao Ling was happy in his heart, not only happy, but also passionate.

At the beginning, he couldn't even swim 50 meters in one breath in freestyle, but now he can swim 50 meters butterfly in one breath.

It can be seen that his lung capacity has also been greatly improved.

Ao Ling looked up and glanced at the report card on the big screen.

No.1: Ao Ling, Province C, 23 seconds.

No.2: Fan Yuhao, Province R, 23 seconds.

No.3: He Jiaxuan, Province R, 24 seconds 13.

The three of them once again won all three places in this competition.

Ao Ling lowered his head, and stretched out a hand from the side, looking along that thick arm, it was He Jiaxuan.

This kid was still a little awkward, and said to Ao Ling stiffly: "Congratulations!"

Ao Ling stretched out his hand to hold him, but the other party caught him off guard and pulled him over. The two faced each other, their right shoulder hit the right shoulder, and Ao Ling's stomach was still on the waterline in the middle.

He Jiaxuan leaned into his ear and said, "I have never admired anyone since I grew up, but I admire you."

Eight months ago, they were still rivals. Eight months later, their strength has widened the gap in level.

Ao Ling smiled, and leaned into his ear and said, "You have also made great progress. Compared with last time, your speed has increased by nearly one second, which is very rare."

Indeed, He Jiaxuan has also made great progress. He is moving from a young athlete to a high-level athlete, but compared with Ao Ling, this result is really nothing.

Although Ao Ling's performance was only improved by less than 0.5 seconds compared with the last National Swimming Championships, but at his current level, it is not easy to improve his performance by 0.5 seconds in such a short period of time.

After all, for the vast majority of athletes, this 0.5 second may be a gap that they cannot cross in a year or two, or even a lifetime.

For example, Fan Yuhao, who will turn 19 in the second half of this year, has entered the golden stage of a swimmer.

Compared with the last time, the result this time not only did not improve, but also regressed by 0.1 seconds.

Of course, this 0.1 second does not explain the problem. First of all, this is just an insignificant national championship. Secondly, one or two years earlier, he also tied the world record at the World Championships.

However, in the past two years, he has indeed encountered bottlenecks in training, and his performance has been up and down, unable to maintain a stable and high-level stage.

This is the dilemma he is currently facing, and it is also a problem that needs to be solved urgently.

In fact, in January of this year, when they were conducting high-altitude training in M ​​City, Fan Yuhao was assigned to the Fu Xingtu group for training. During that stage of training, he seemed to have found a little bit of the feeling of breaking through the bottleneck.

However, the one-month training period was too short, and it was over before he had time to fully understand that feeling.

After returning home for the Spring Festival, and then returning to the swimming team for training, the feeling that he could almost touch disappeared completely. No matter how hard he tried to search, he couldn't get a glimpse of it.

The contestants went ashore one after another. This time, Fan Yuhao didn't drag Ao Ling to chat, and walked straight to the locker room with his head down and his waist down. He shook his head from time to time as he walked. You didn't know what he was thinking.

Ao Ling thought for a while, the dim sum he sent was delicious, especially one of them called Chicken Cake, which really looked like a small chicken, looked invincibly cute, and tasted especially delicious.

For the sake of such delicious and beautiful snacks, Ao Ling decided to go up to comfort the other party.

He rushed forward in two or three steps, and put his hand on Fan Yuhao's shoulder as soon as he raised it: "What's the matter, are you unhappy when you lose to me?"

Fan Yuhao shook his head. With his tall nose and deep-eyed mixed-race appearance, once he restrained his usual smile, he would appear too serious.

"No, it's not that I'm unhappy about losing to you." He smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's not something to be happy about losing to anyone, let alone I feel that I lost to myself."

Indeed, in the end, he only beat his junior brother He Jiaxuan with a slight advantage of 0.2 seconds, barely taking No.2.

With his strength, it should never be like this.

Ao Ling comforted him: "Director Fu said that when everyone's state has ups and downs, no one can guarantee that they will maintain their best state in all competitions."

Fan Yuhao turned to look at him: "Director Fu said again, do you especially admire Fu Xingtu?"

"Worship?" Ao Ling repeated the word, and then asked, "Is it like He Jiarui?"

"That's right, he admires Fu Xingtu very much." Fan Yuhao looked around, then leaned into Ao Ling's ear and whispered, "It made us Director Yang a little unhappy."

"..."

Ao Ling thought about the intrigue among the old coaches in Province C, and Yang Bin's authority as the head of the coaching staff of the national team, and he almost understood what he meant.

However, Ao Ling has never been a person who is willing to think too much about these things, he just shrugged and brought the topic back: "I don't know if I admire our Director Fu, but I think he is very powerful , I have today's results, all because of him."

Fan Yuhao nodded, and the two walked into the locker room.

The whole team of Province R was sitting in the stands next to the dressing room passage, and Yang Bin was also sitting there at this time.

Whether it was the whispering between He Jiaxuan and Ao Ling in the swimming pool just now, or the conversation between Fan Yuhao and Ao Ling just now at the door of the locker room, he had a panoramic view.

Although the swimming pool was very noisy, Yang Bin couldn't hear their conversation, but the intimacy they had when chatting made him feel very uncomfortable.

Although they were teammates in the national team, they are now competitors in a domestic competition, and the two lost to that Ao Ling in the swimming pool together. How could they still chat so intimately after they came down?

He just couldn't figure out, with Fu Xingtu in front and Ao Ling in the back, what kind of charm is there in the team members of Province C, so that they, the favorites of Province R, let go of their arrogance and take the initiative to build a good relationship with them.

And it's the same for the men's and women's teams.

Ao Ling, Fan Yuhao, and He Jiaxuan each returned to the team. Little Dragon Cub won the championship. Naturally, the brothers and sisters of the whole team came to congratulate him. Fu Xingtu also nodded: "You swam well today. It can be seen that the form is very good. Keep it up."

"Oh my god," Liang Fan yelled as he sat next to him, "The thousand-year-old iron tree is about to bloom, and I heard Mr. Fu boasting."

Fu Xingtu turned his head and looked at him with a smile: "Your physical fitness test results are out."

Liang Fan sat up straight at once, causing Qi Yi, who was sitting on the other side of him, to raise his eyelids too.

Fu Xingtu threw the folder in his hand on him, and Liang Fan couldn't wait to open it to take a look: "Fuck, I passed all of them, even the 3000 meters barely passed, and my core strength and upper and lower body strength, the results are pretty good." Not bad."

Qi Yi rolled his eyes at the side: "Can you show your face? As far as this score is concerned, you can count from top to bottom by yourself, and don't even look at which one you got in the picture."

"Old Qi," Liang Fan turned his head and looked at him seriously, "We have just had a peaceful life for a few days, can you stop making troubles?"

As soon as he said this, Ao Ling next to him was a little surprised. He didn't expect his brother Liang Fan to be so shameless. He was obviously the one who tried to provoke others every day, and he even sued the villain first.

Next, Qi Yi had a match, so he didn't bother to argue with him, so he got up to check.

Liang Fan suddenly remembered that Qi Yi's match would be his own after the match, so he also stood up and caught up with him in two or three steps.

Qi Yi also registered himself for three breaststroke events this time, the 50-meter breaststroke. He fought fiercely with a competitor from province G, and finally won the championship with a narrow margin.

The next competition is the 200-meter breaststroke, which is not his strong point, but a project he has only started practicing since the beginning of this year.

The result of the game was unexpected, but reasonable.Qi Yi maintained the first place in the 100 meters, but after the second turn, he fell to third place, and by the third turn, he had already dropped to fourth place.

In the last 50 meters, Qi Yi's physical fitness declined visibly, but he still gritted his teeth and tried his best to catch up, and finally surpassed the first two opponents, and finally won No.2.

Liang Fan stood at the door of the examination room and applauded wildly for him, but Qi Yi himself was very dissatisfied with this result.

Liang Fan sighed at his back across half of the swimming pool: "Why are you pushing yourself so hard? If you don't work hard, you will be forced to go home and inherit tens of billions of property?"

As if the two of them had a telepathic connection, Qi Yi turned his head, gave him a fierce look, and then turned his head back.

Liang Fan shivered, then put on his swimming goggles and cap, and prepared to play.

Liang Fan has always known that he has no self-motivation.I always feel that the love of my parents is my backing. Although he doesn't work hard or work hard, when he returns to his parents, they will pave the way for him.

His parents have worked so hard to make money all these years. Although they didn't make him a rich second generation, they also allowed him to live comfortably, and the cost of food and clothing was no worse than that of other children of the same age.

Because of this, he is even more lazy, does not work hard in training, and even in competitions, he is not unwilling to do his best.

Fortunately, he has talent, both physically and technically.

With this bit of talent, it is enough for him to walk sideways in various youth games.

The first setback in life was at last year's National Swimming Championships.

Before the competition, he was mentally prepared, knowing that he might fail the physical test, but he did not expect that the result would be the bottom.

The moment he heard the results from Fu Xingtu, his only thought at the time was that since he hadn't passed the physical test, the next competition was meaningless, so he just took a swim and regarded it as completing the task.

What happened after going back, we will talk about it after we go back. Fu Xingtu will punish him even if he wants to let him leave the team, he will admit it.

However, what he never expected was that just as he turned around and was about to enter the game, a little guy would suddenly rush over and hug him.

Then, he looked at himself with his big clear and agile eyes like a deer.

Liang Fan knew that he probably would never forget the words that Ao Ling said while holding him.

"Brother, come on, I don't want to be separated from you."

That's right, in fact, he doesn't want to be separated from them either. He also really wants to be with everyone, set foot on the field one after another, conquer one opponent after another, and finally stand on the Olympic field and chase the greatest dream.

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