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Chapter 65: Sprint from the start

Li Ang's overtaking method is really unreasonable in the early stages of the game.

What most athletes do is basically ride with the big group for a period of time. After the crowd slowly disperses, the more capable athletes start to accelerate. This will save more energy.

However, Li Ang's approach was forced, and he constantly accelerated to overtake in a narrow gap. This method frequently required deceleration and direction changes, which wasted a lot of kinetic energy.

It's not that Li Ang doesn't know these details, but he doesn't care about them at all. He just wants to be able to perform at his best without being affected by others.

The competitors in the large group behind saw that they were surpassed by Li Ang, and they didn't care much. Instead, they had already concluded in their hearts that they were just newbies. With a full 180 kilometers of race, if they didn't know how to distribute their physical strength, it would be a problem whether they could finish the race.

Li Ang listened to the cheers and shouts of the crowd on both sides of the track, and his emotions became extremely high. He soon increased his speed to 50 kilometers per hour.

Although most people present can achieve this flat road speed, it is only when sprinting.

His sudden rise quickly attracted the attention of the broadcasters. The race, sponsors, and high speed of the start were all characteristics that attracted attention, so he even received the same attention as the top seeded players.

Three minutes into the game, Holt suddenly noticed that a strange figure appeared beside him.

He glanced around a few times with his peripheral vision and found that he had no impression of this player at all.

While he was still thinking about who this person was, Li Ang had already surpassed him, even surpassed his windbreaker, and reached the first place in the team.

Holt: Huh?
The other seeded players didn't take it seriously and only regarded Li Ang as a windbreaker invited by others.

Although this competition is an individual competition, in theory, it is their several seeded players who take turns breaking the wind in front.

But for these big clubs, there are so many places. Even after the number of participants in your own home is full, you can still spend money to hire members of other small clubs to work for you.

The windbreaker who was originally in the first place was a little surprised. According to what they had discussed before the game, it was not yet time to rotate the windbreaker.

But there was nothing he wouldn't like if more people could support him in front and make him feel more relaxed.

But soon, he discovered something was wrong.

Why is the Asian player in front of me getting further and further away from me?
He had no choice but to speed up, complaining in his mind that the windbreaker was too unprofessional.

This pace is not appropriate at all. Not only will it increase the physical exertion of the people behind him, but he himself will not be able to hold on for long and will have to move to the back.

After this series of operations, the dozens of seed players behind him were completely confused.

What's going on, brother? They do want to decide the outcome, but not now.

But they had no choice but to grit their teeth and keep up. This pace was considered relatively high for them.

"We can see that the player currently ranked first in the team is from Hillsborough. Let me take a look at his historical results. Well, he once won the youth team championship in Hillsborough."

The two pieces of information viewed in succession caused this very professional host to pause during the broadcast.

But he quickly adjusted with his rich experience.

"It seems that this is a very young rookie player. Although this is only his second game, this does not prevent him from showing us a brilliant performance."

"Miss Sheila, I wonder how your father is doing lately?"

On the rostrum, sitting next to Silla, a rather well-dressed middle-aged white man greeted her softly.

But Silla, who was wearing a fiery red dress, was still engrossed in watching the live broadcast on the screen and didn't hear him speak at all.

She specifically checked the information before coming and knew that fiery red is an auspicious color in China, symbolizing victory, so she specially chose this set. "Miss Sheela?"

The middle-aged man shouted again, louder and louder.

"Oh, Chairman Orlando, I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you were saying just now."

Silla turned her head, said hello to him, and then continued to focus on the display screen in front of her.

"I mean, how is Mr. Reinhardt doing these days? I talked to him once at the election meeting last time, and I realized a lot of truths."

"Maybe. Not bad? Who knows."

After Silla finished speaking to him quickly, she turned her head back.

"Miss Sheela seems to be quite interested in bicycle racing? I haven't heard of it before. Did she start recently?"

"Yes."

Silla didn’t look back this time.

Orlando also seemed to notice that Silla had no desire to chat with him at all, but he had no choice but to show any impatience. He could only drink water angrily and continue to say hello to the person on his right.

In fact, Silla at this time was quite worried about Li Ang's condition. She was afraid that Li Ang would disrupt her rhythm because of her words, which would ultimately affect her final results.

After all, this is an intercontinental competition, and there are even some players from other continents coming to participate. Whether it is the scale or the intensity of competition, it is far from being comparable to the last competition in the city.

"How about relaxing the conditions for him? Are there rewards for the top 100? No, no, there are rewards for finishing the race. This is more secure."

Silla thought silently in her mind.

Li Ang has maintained this speed for ten minutes, and from the perspective of the back, he has no tendency to weaken at all, regardless of his cadence or breathing.

"Damn it, we can't do this anymore, we have to slow down."

The wind-breaking hand who had been following him had already felt the intense consumption of his physical strength. If he continued like this, he would not be able to continue the next few rounds of breaking the wind.

As he slowed down, the speed of the seeded players behind him also slowed down one by one.

"Holt, is this person hired by your club?"

Harry asked, frowning.

"Of course not. In fact, I've never met him."

"Okay, no matter who he is, let's just pretend that he has never appeared before, and don't let him affect our rhythm."

said an experienced retired professional player behind him.

Because they had just been affected by Li Ang, they now had to slow down to a lower speed than originally planned to make up for the physical exertion just now.

However, their speed slowed down, and Li Ang's speed was like driving on cruise control, and he quickly distanced himself from them.

"It seems that he is a newcomer who knows nothing. The first long uphill section of the race is coming soon. I bet he will fall to the back of the team before he passes this slope."

(End of this chapter)