Daily Evolution from Mastering Tai Chi-Chapter 46: Surpassing the Bounty Hunters!

The citizens standing on both sides watching the event looked at the unexpected Wang Ye in the crowd, revealing astonished expressions.

"This guy’s running posture is quite good, and his pace is very steady."

"The most absurd thing is that he managed to run ten kilometers with the big shots in Zone A."

"Is he a marathon runner?"

"With that physique, he doesn’t seem like someone who specializes in marathons."

"Maybe he switched over from another sport."

It’s a common sight for students from various sports universities to participate in half-marathons or fun runs on the marathon course.

Because marathon is a sport open to everyone, it’s not unusual to see anyone participate, including occasionally spotting ten-year-old kids on the course.

"Probably a national first-level athlete training in short-distance running or shot put, likely will tire out in the second half, but from his current performance, finishing within ninety minutes shouldn’t be a problem."

...

Wang Ye maintained his pace and smoothly reached the fifteen-kilometer mark.

Those professional athletes who initially didn’t take him seriously were starting to become gradually exhausted.

By now, the sweat of many had dried up under the sun, sticking to their bodies and causing discomfort. Some even showed signs of electrolyte imbalance due to excessive sweating, with salt tablets unable to restore them to peak condition.

This caused their speed to gradually slow down.

Falling from a pace of three minutes to nearly four minutes.

Wang Ye took advantage of this, accelerating along the way, surpassing many top domestic runners.

He came up behind the group of Big Blacks.

Although he was still a few hundred meters behind the Big Blacks ahead of him.

But among the domestic runners still able to keep up with the Big Blacks, only a few of the top athletes remained.

At this moment, in the live streaming room of the Longjiang District half-marathon public account.

Many spectators were watching the live broadcast.

Barrage comments flew across the live stream densely.

"There are quite a few elite runners this time, just visually there are over a dozen domestic runners capable of finishing under seventy minutes."

"And there are several new faces this time, like that shorter runner and the one with a bit of an unusual running posture."

"But that’s not the point, the most absurd thing is that guy with thighs as thick as utility poles."

"Damn, that massive build can run for so long, what kind of nuclear-powered heart does he have???"

"Have I been left behind by human evolution?"

"This must be a fully upgraded human, right? As the saying goes, short-distance runners are as strong as bulls, long-distance runners as thin as monkeys, but where do you find long-distance runners as strong as bulls?"

"From the looks of it, this guy’s explosive power is very strong too, even in the latter stages he has maintained a relaxed posture, I’m guessing he can run the hundred meters in under eleven seconds."

...

Just as the live room was buzzing.

While Wang Ye was running halfway, he suddenly felt somewhat empty inside.

Simply put, he felt hungry.

But this "hunger" wasn’t that his stomach was hungry, but rather his body was hungry.

These two concepts are somewhat different. Stomach hunger doesn’t mean your internal energy is completely exhausted, it’s just your body’s way of reminding you to eat on time.

But when the body is hungry, it means energy is truly depleted. When you start feeling weak and powerless, with even your limbs softening and your head dizzy, it indicates your glycogen has been completely depleted, and it’s necessary to eat promptly, otherwise, you might easily fall into hypoglycemia.

Wang Ye quickly took five spare energy gels out of his pocket.

Under everyone’s gaze, he tore off the packaging and gulped down five energy gels on the spot.

Instantly.

The live room and spectators outside the field were in an uproar.

The number of live online viewers also surpassed one thousand.

It’s clear that Wang Ye’s presence has attracted many runners from within the community to come by name.

"Damn? How many energy gels did he just eat?"

"A real foodie, who eats five at once?"

"Isn’t he afraid of throwing up halfway?"

"Can he deal with that much sugar? I’ve heard that taking in too much sugar at once can lead to kidney failure!"

"Maybe, his physique is stronger than others, and his body weight has obviously surpassed eighty kilograms, so the energy consumption is estimated to be around 150% of others, it barely makes sense to eat a bit more.

But this also indirectly proves that this guy’s cardiopulmonary ability is really terrifying, he can actually maintain such intense exercise for a long time."

...

After Wang Ye consumed five energy gels, his body regained its strength.

He raised his wristwatch to check the current distance and time.

[16.6 kilometers.]

[Time used: 00:49:45]

[Current pace: 3.12]

"Only four kilometers left."

Wang Ye suddenly realized,

Due to his extremely strong endurance currently, plus the Walking Skill’s trait of reducing energy consumption by 10%, he hardly felt any pain while running.

He wasn’t aware he was about to finish the half-marathon.

"The last few kilometers, time to pick up the pace." Wang Ye squinted his eyes, gazing at the Big Blacks not far ahead.

He took a deep breath, rapidly digesting the five energy gels he had just consumed, turning the large amounts of sugar into energy, like a torrent rushing from his blood vessels into every part of his body.

In an instant, Wang Ye’s whole body muscles surged with terrifying strength and endurance, and the speed of his leg lift and press-down increased rapidly, causing his stepping cadence to break through the limit and continue to rise. From the initial 180 steps per minute, it soared to 200 per minute, and finally settled at around 220 per minute. His legs seemed to turn into propellers, spinning fiercely.

...

At the same moment in the live streaming room.

A ton of discussion barrage appeared instantaneously.

"Damn, did I see it wrong, this guy can still pick up speed?"

"Just now I thought he was out of energy seeing him gulp down five energy gels, but turns out he was preparing for a sprint."

"But isn’t it that in a half-marathon, you only start sprinting the last few hundred meters? What’s with the four-kilometer sprint, did he run out of steam?"

"Damn damn damn, he surpassed a Big Black, damn, he surpassed another Big Black!? Damn, he accelerated from tenth to fifth place in a minute???"

"What’s with this guy? Is he a Superman or something? He’s running faster than those Big Blacks!"

"Look at those Big Blacks’ eyes when they got overtaken, looks like they want to kill that guy."

"Well well, didn’t expect this, the Bounty Hunter failed too, it’s damn satisfying!"

"Go for it, keep surpassing those Big Blacks!"

"Come on, bring honor to the country!!!"

...

...

At this moment.

Wang Ye was constantly accelerating at the fastest sprint speed.

His whole body muscles were filled with an appalling sense of strength, each push off the ground released extremely strong thrust. Especially the calf muscles, as rough and strong as a tiger’s arm, now bulging with countless veins.

The Big Blacks who were initially a few hundred meters ahead were now one by one surpassed by him.

And the distance between him and the finish line continued to diminish.

...

Outside the finish line,

The staff waiting for the Big Blacks to finish suddenly noticed Wang Ye not far from the finish line.

"That Black competitor seems a bit pale?"

"No... it’s not a Black man... seems like a domestic runner...?"