Chapter 7 Third!

Ding!

The start signal sounded, and all eight players jumped into the pool.

This time, Pan Zhanle was still the first, and unlike the first round where he reserved his strength, he showed his absolute strength to dominate the pool as soon as he entered the water.

Splash!

The water splashed rapidly as he swung his arms, and many athletes on the sidelines were stunned.

"Damn, Zhanle's 100 meters are absolutely dominant!"

"No, it's terrifying, abnormal!"

"The kind that has no rivals in the world..."

Countless people stared blankly at Pan Zhanle in the third lane, while Cui Dengrong's eyes were on the reaction time of the start. As expected, Chen Shu ranked last; the young players really rely on their talents to swim.

After they are proficient in basic movements, reaction abilities, etc., they can really show their power.

"Coach Cui, what if Chen is fourth again this time?"

Assistant coach Shi Mingbo asked subconsciously, Cui Dengrong smiled and said, "Then let him play!"

"Ah, you really let him play. He has never played in a big competition. He must not be able to compare with other players in terms of psychological quality, right?"

"Let's wait and see. Now that we have said it, we have to give young players a chance!"

"A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger!"

Cui Dengrong watched Chen Shu turn over in the pool last, and he was ranked eighth again, just like the previous round.

And he was half a body length behind Niu Guangsheng, who was ranked seventh. This was an absolute lag. Looking at the whole world, such a gap is actually difficult to catch up, but Chen Shu is an exception.

This time, although the other seven players, after being scolded by Cui Dengrong, each of them more or less showed their usual enthusiasm for the competition, especially Pan Zhanle, who ranked first. The whole person was like a god, and he had surpassed the second place Wang Haoyu by a whole body.

What kind of terrifying concept is this? !

One body, a distance of nearly 2 meters; and it was in the 100-meter freestyle, just like Bolt leading by a full 2 ​​meters in the 100-meter race.

An absolutely gap-like lead.

"Zhanle is such a talented kid!"

Cui Dengrong said with envy, and the assistant coach Shi Mingbo next to him also smiled: "Yes, a genius that Chinese swimming has rarely produced in a century!"

Unfortunately, he is not Cui Dengrong's disciple, but the favorite disciple of Zheng Kunliang of the Zhejiang Provincial Team. Zheng Kunliang took Zhang Yufei and others to attend the press conference and was not here; Zhang Yufei and Qin Haiyang were students of Cui Dengrong.

The eyes of several coaches and athletes were all on Pan Zhanle, who was swimming faster and faster. They didn't see that Chen Shu, who turned around at 50 meters, was catching up with his opponents at an amazing speed.

Intermediate acceleration!

At the moment when the skill was activated, Chen Shu didn't feel how fast he was, but after he surpassed Niu Guangsheng and Zhang Zhanshuo, the blessing of the master-level sprint made him understand this.How abnormal is this skill.

"Fuck!"

"Is this the power of the master level?"

Chen Shu himself felt like a shuttle, chasing Wang Shun at a very fast speed; in less than 1 second, Wang Shun, the current captain of the swimming team, had already left Chen Shu behind.

Originally, Wang Shun was keeping pace with the fourth place Ji Xingjie. When he looked up to breathe in the freestyle, he saw a black shadow in the lane not far away, surpassing him.

"What?!"

His swimming rhythm was directly messed up.

Then Ji Xingjie couldn't believe it, looking at Chen Shu who surpassed him in an instant.

This time, he had already swum with all his strength, but he didn't expect that he would still be caught up?

"Who?"

He didn't have time to think so much, and he gathered up the last bit of strength he had left and swam quickly towards the finish line with aerobics.

Fourth place!

This time, when there were still 10 meters to the finish line, Chen Shu surpassed and became the fourth; although Pan Zhanle had already reached the finish line at this time and won the first place with absolute speed; Wang Haoyu still had less than 5 meters to go...

The third place Chen Juner still had 8 meters to go!

"Coach Cui, look!"

"Chen Shu is fourth!"

When everyone was cheering for Pan Zhanle to win the first place, Shi Mingbo pointed in the direction of Chen Shu: "Fourth, this kid swam faster than before!"

"How is it possible?"

Cui Dengrong looked straight at Chen Shu who was still swimming fast. He was actually shrinking the distance between him and Chen Juner at the last moment; the next second, when Wang Haoyu reached the finish line, Chen Shu actually surpassed Chen Juner and finished this team selection with the third place.

This time, unlike Chen Shu and Ji Xingjie who almost reached the edge at the same time, everyone saw that Chen Shu was ahead by a head and touched the shore directly.

“…”

Cui Dengrong stared blankly at Chen Shu who rushed out of the water, and everyone looked at the final scoreboard.

Pan Zhanle had already sat on the shore. He saw the most clearly in the whole audience. After Wang Haoyu touched the edge, Chen Shu overtook Chen Juner, who was originally in third place.

“This kid is quite fierce!”

Pan Zhanle laughed, and Wang Haoyu, who was panting beside him, swallowed his saliva and gasped: “Who?”

“Little kid, the 13-year-old!”

“What happened?”

Wang Haoyu obviously didn’t see the last scene.

"Third, Jun'er didn't swim past him!"

"What?"

Wang Haoyu couldn't believe it. After all, Chen Jun'er and Ji Xingjie had always been their teammates in the 4*100m freestyle and were the absolute regulars. This lineup had been formed since the year before last and had never changed.

Chen Shu was fourth in the first swimming event. Everyone could understand this. After all, they had just arrived in Paris, and some people were not used to it, and some people didn't have the strength. Ji Xingjie was surpassed by him, and he might not have given his best effort.

After all, there are three chances.

But this second round is related to the final qualifying list, so he must swim hard.

With such a strong effort, Chen Shu can actually surpass one and rank third. This...

"It's comparable to what I did back then!"

Pan Zhanle smiled and turned to look at his results this time.

He felt that he swam very well, and maybe he could hit 47 seconds!

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