Chapter 43: Breakthrough (Part 1)

  The warm and fuzzy competition results are out, not bad at all. Among the 20 contestants in the whole school, I ranked 12th, second in my grade level, and scored two points for Class 1 of Grade 2, which made Li Zhi Xiong, who had no hope for the long-distance running event, overjoyed.

  The women's 1000m finished and was quickly followed by the men's 1000m race.

  This time it's Leng Bing Xue's turn to stand at the starting line, simply beginning her warm-up exercises. Before exercising, if you don't activate your muscles, not only will you enter a state slowly, but you'll also easily cause muscle injury.

  Leng Bing Han's reputation in school was unparalleled. Perhaps the principal walking on campus wouldn't necessarily be recognized by all students, but Leng Bing Han was someone everyone knew and talked about. Not to mention from afar, even after entering school, whether it was skipping first grade to go straight to second grade or conflicts with children of military personnel, everything he did caused a huge stir throughout the entire school.

  It can be said that wherever Leng Bingxue goes, he will undoubtedly become the focus of attention. At this time, he is about to participate in the 1000-meter long-distance running competition, which has attracted the attention of countless students, who have gathered around him, and the track on both sides is already crowded with teachers and students cheering for him. Even outside the venue, there are still many people rushing over after hearing the news, surrounding the hundreds of meters long track like a sea of water. Even the teachers who were presiding over other competitions seemed to be distracted, their eyes constantly glancing in this direction.

  Fortunately, there were not many other projects at this time, otherwise those contestants would have been furious.

  Wen Xin, who had just finished running a thousand meters, was still recovering and her legs were soft and weak all over, but she insisted on having Chen Ting support her to cheer for Xiao Han Ge. Chen Ting was also very concerned about the competition of Leng Bing Han, naturally agreeing with ten thousand nods, saying that she was supporting Wen Xin, but in fact, she was half-pulling and half-supporting Wen Xin, rushing hastily to the playground, almost tripping Wen Xin who had difficulty walking, but at this time, Wen Xin's thoughts were all on Leng Bing Han's competition and didn't care too much.

  The whole school has more than a thousand teachers and students, with over 80% of them concentrated in the men's 1000m competition venue. This enthusiastic scene made all the participating athletes excited and shouting, as if they were the focus of attention from thousands of people, holding their breath, hoping to show off their skills in front of so many people.

  However, there were still a few senior contestants who felt somewhat dissatisfied. In previous years, although the audience was not as large, the main character was after all them. This year, all the cheers and attention were focused on Leng Bingxue, in comparison, they were undoubtedly some insignificant extras, how could their hearts feel at ease?

  So they all thought to themselves: Leng Bing Xue, you may be amazing, but after all, you're just a second grader. Could it be that you can actually outrun us? Wait until the competition starts and we'll see who's the real center of attention on the field. However, as they were thinking this way, it seemed like they hadn't realized that Leng Bing Xue was only a second grader. Even if they won against him, what would be the point? It wouldn't be an honorable victory.

  Leng Bing Han didn't know what they were thinking. For this kind of competition, he was somewhat disinterested, but for the sake of his class's honor, he was forced to put on a show, and whether he ran well or poorly, he didn't think much about it. Of course, since he had participated, he would definitely do his best. Leng Bing Han also wanted to know, after so many years of training, what level his current abilities could reach?

  "Bang!" The starting gun went off.

  Almost simultaneously with the gunshot, he dashed out swiftly and coldly. After years of arduous training, his physical functions had been greatly enhanced, his reaction speed was very fast, while others were still reacting, he had already emerged and steadily occupied the inner circle of the track.

  Those who have run long distances or often pay attention to sports know that running in the inner lane of a track, due to its smallest radius and circumference, results in the shortest distance. Although it may not be noticeable for just a short segment, over an entire kilometer, running in the inner lane compared to the outer lane can save tens of meters, which naturally has a significant impact on one's performance. Therefore, aside from overtaking the runners ahead, everyone relies on running in the inner lane

  At this time, others seemed to have reacted and rushed out together.

  As the match began, the surrounding audience shouted slogans one after another. Some shouted names, some shouted "Come on!", and some shouted for certain classes. The voices of nearly a thousand people gathered together, shaking the sky, but they interfered with each other, and it was impossible to hear what they were shouting about. However, everyone didn't care about that much, just loudly shouting what they wanted to shout, loudly expressing their inner passion.

  Wen Xin was also by the side, couldn't take care of her own feet, clapping and jumping, shouting loudly "Xiao Han Ge jiayou! Xiao Han Ge jiayou!", not only that, but also had to pull Chen Ting along to shout together.

  Chen Ting's personality is a bit shy, usually speaking in a soft and gentle tone. She had never been so crazy before, feeling very embarrassed. However, later on, under Wen Xin's repeated requests and the atmosphere of the scene, she also let go of her reserve, learning from Wen Xin to shout loudly. At first, she felt embarrassed, but after shouting a few times, she seemed to feel refreshed and exhilarated, completely immersing herself in it, along with Wen Xin and other classmates, loudly cheering on Leng Bing Han.

  After taking off, Leng Bingxue didn't control the pace and speed as warmly as required, although he didn't use his full strength, he still exerted 80-90% of his power, dashing forward quickly. For him who had run 3,000 to 5,000 meters in his previous life, a kilometer wasn't that impressive, although he was only six years old now, he believed he had the ability to finish the whole course, the key was how fast he could go, he treated this competition as an experiment, wanting to see how long he could maintain such speed. Usually when running alone, he didn't feel anything special.

  A few senior students who were dissatisfied with Cold Ice's stealing the limelight, saw him rush so fast and slightly curled up their mouths, exchanged a glance, and showed disdain. Only inexperienced people would rush so fast at the beginning of the 1000 meters, running wildly like this, and soon they would exhaust their energy, and it would be almost impossible to run afterwards. They followed behind at their own pace, not too fast or too slow, just waiting for Cold Ice to run out of breath, then mercilessly overtake him, letting him eat dust behind them.

  The scene was a bit comical, with a second-grader running at the front, followed by several older students about five or six meters behind, and then another large group of people. The onlookers didn't think much of it, but when they saw Leng Bing taking the lead, they all cheered and applauded. Wen Xin was worried, furrowing his brow in concern, and turned around to ask Chen Ting loudly, "Didn't Little Bing tell us to control our speed during long-distance running? Why is he sprinting so fast?"

  Chen Ting also shook her head in confusion, saying: "I don't know either, but he must have his own plans, we should trust him..." Although she said so, she still couldn't put her mind at ease, staring intently at the figure of Leng Bingxue running in the distance, as if trying to find an answer from it.

  Wen Xin didn't think much of it, "Hmm" she said, and since she already had full confidence in Leng Bing Xue, plus her carefree personality, she naturally thought Chen Ting was right, immediately put down the burden, and continued to focus on the competition, putting her hands together in a small trumpet shape in front of her mouth, loudly cheering for Leng Bing Xue.

  Everything around him seemed to have no effect on the cold, icy and numbness, except for mechanically swinging his powerful arms, his feet kicked off the ground quickly popped up, maintaining his own speed, he had already immersed himself in his own world.

  Leng Bing Han controlled his breathing, running with his tongue against the roof of his mouth, taking a deep breath in and holding it for five seconds before exhaling slowly three times. It took about half a minute to a minute to start another breath, and then repeated the cycle. This breathing method was something Leng Bing Han had figured out from the Long Xuan Yuan Jing, and at first, he could only hold on for ten or so seconds. But with persistence and practice, now when he calmed down, he could go about a minute without taking another breath. It didn't have much use, but after each training session, perhaps due to psychological effects, he felt invigorated and refreshed, and his fatigue greatly reduced.

  He suddenly had an idea, if the calm state of the body can be adjusted properly with that special breathing method, what about during exercise? It's indeed very difficult to adopt such a breathing method during exercise, after all, a lot of oxygen is consumed during exercise, and this kind of breathing is hard to guarantee the body's oxygen supply. But if this problem can be solved, wouldn't it be possible to break through human athletic limits?

  With this crazy idea in mind, Leng Bingxue began to try out this breathing method during exercise, starting with less intense movements like sit-ups and pull-ups, before gradually transitioning to running. In the process, he discovered that this breathing method could slow down his heart rate, reduce energy consumption, increase the synthesis of oxygen-carrying proteins in his body, and enhance his endurance and stamina. He wasn't quite sure what other functions it had, but this was one of the main reasons he dared to take the lead from the start. However, as exercise intensity increased and time prolonged, oxygen supply still had a bottleneck; when consumption exceeded supply, he couldn't sustain it anymore.

  This time, he is ready to seize this opportunity to break through as much of the bottleneck as possible and achieve a breakthrough.

  After running a lap, Leng Bing Xue's speed still hadn't decreased, leaving the older students in the back stunned. The distance between them and Leng Bing Xue had already expanded to over ten meters. They were pushing their limits, and even now they were slightly struggling. As their physical strength was being consumed, at most they could only maintain their current speed; it would be extremely difficult to increase it. Yet, Leng Bing Xue's speed was still almost the same as when he first started running - this was truly astonishing! To think that after one lap, they had already run 400 meters. Running 400 meters at a relatively fast pace couldn't help but leave them speechless. However, they also thought that Leng Bing Xue must be nearing his limit and would soon be unable to hold on. This was absolutely the case; they were convinced of it.

  The physical education teachers next to him were also shocked by Leng Bingxue's performance, and to confirm that the stopwatch in their hands was not malfunctioning, they cross-checked the time with each other. Regardless of the final result, based on this lap alone, Leng Bingxue had almost broken the school record for 400 meters. Moreover, this was a 1000-meter race, if it were really 400 meters, Leng Bingxue's all-out sprint would not have found it difficult to break the record.

  My goodness, to think that Leng Bing Han is not even seven years old yet, and he can already break the record held by a fifth-grader for several years. Just imagine what surprises he will bring when he reaches fifth grade! At this moment, they could see the sharp glint in each other's eyes. The country has been placing great emphasis on cultivating sports talents in recent years. If Leng Bing Han is nurtured properly, his achievements in track and field will be boundless. By then, if I can become his physical education teacher, won't success and fame be just around the corner?