Now was time to run
After the fifth long jump, just when those that had been running whilst Dong Ming was doing "long jumps", "racers" had started to gain ground.
Just when those "knowledgeable" thought it was the end, about time the "racers" overtook the "jumper".
Dong Ming raised his hands to the arena spectators, waving in a split second, in another he stretched his limbs, taking a deep breath, rousing his spirit, exciting his body, and in a next he took a step and burst into furious sprint!
Just when..., Dong Ming became a "racer" too.
A very furious sprint, it was so fast!, aggressively fast!.
Just when Yan Ding, Parker and the other "racers" had nearly gotten to where the "jumper" was, covering the distance.
The "jumper" suddenly switched sides, changing camps to a "racer" and widening the gap in swift effect with his comrade racers.
The knowledgeable felt knowledge had been overturned and were shocked!
Could it be Dong Ming didn't have a muscle pull, or had the muscle pull been taken care of.
Coach Ping looked in surprise to the sprinting Dong Ming ahead, it was almost like they couldn't see him well, his figure blurred.
Coach Ping knew this was an effect caused by an object's extreme speed relative to theirs.
This speed was extreme!
In a few seconds Dong Ming had already passed the 50 meter half gap of the 100 meter race, the next closest Parker trailing at the barest minimum of 10 meters.
This was ..., what was this, was the Dong Ming kid in steroids.
Feng Lin stood up in shock, he felt like he was dreaming, this couldn't be real right?!.
Maybe he was hallucinating or something, yes truly, there were so many Dong Ming extreme fans, maybe because he was around them, he had been effected and his brain had constructed a fantasy where Dong Ming flipped the script, due to their contamination!.
Taking an eye drop from his bag, and removing his glasses from his eyes, Feng Lin cleaned the eye glasses, putting some eye drops on his eyes, before putting on the glasses back.
Now he should see clearly right?!
There was a loud noise in the arena, mad hysteria and excitement.
Feng Lin zeroed his mind of this noise lest he got "effected" again, and he tried to "see" the truth.
Knowing that humans were not perfect lest his zeroing of the noise wasn't, to perfectly ensure that his mind was not "effected" by the "noise".
Feng Lin took out a silver looking ear bud, the Feng bud ear M2000, with active external noise cancellation feature!
He should see reality now right?
After having made arrangements, Feng Lin looked at the track again, to the "truth", not the "illusion".
" Ehhn, nothing has changed ?! "
" Something has actually, Dong Ming was moving fast!, faster, stretching wider the distance between he and the rest.
Feng Lin stammered incoherently, " This, this..., wasn't there a muscle pull "
Not everyone discerned Dong Ming's muscle pull, the majority of those in the arena didn't.
Seeing Dong Ming do long jumps and burst into such furious speeds, there could only be cheers of excitement and admiration from them.
Such beautiful race, spectacular performance, Dong Ming jumping then racing, see the distance between he and the next Parker, it wasn't a bit!... certainly Dong Ming doing things different, he was awesome, extraordinary.
A female pundit beside them rose up and shouted, " so cool!, the way Dong Ming did long jumps before running, teasing everyone, Dong Ming has hacked physicality, he could do that and still best the rest, extraordinary Dong! "
The female pundit's high scream shrill was so "shrilling" even among the eruption of the cheers of others in the arena, it still reached Feng Lin.
" Teasing everyone ?... he had a muscle pull! ", But Feng Lin didn't say anything.
Just before the race he had been a bit condescending to other pundits thinking they didn't know what he knew, but now Feng Lin himself didn't know what he knew.
Was what he knew overturned, or what he thought he knew wrong in the first instance.
He couldn't say.
He couldn't be sure at this point, but the facts don't lie right, he had seen it, they had seen it.
Feng Lin looked at his spectators, his spectators also had shifting glances from Feng Lin to the race.
They were surprised too.
Dong Ming ran on the track, his own speed he himself couldn't quantity, but he himself knew he had exceeded any of the previous speed limits he had before.
And he continued to do so, becoming faster, and faster.
Blood pumped from his heart as dopamine rush filled his body, his swift movement akin treading on air.
Dong Ming was exhilarated, conquering that muscle pull to race.
By the fifth jump, he landed on that right leg, but the signature pain had been erased.
It wasn't magic, it was brilliance, it was science.
Blood and excitement flowed through his veins as he ran like a beast.
Who could understand his intoxication within.
Fortune at times favor the bold.
When a man transcends a great battle, he gains providence.
Thinking so Dong Ming broke through the race end line ribbon, his body taking a few meters more before his body could be stopped.
The whole arena and colosseum erupted into cheers," Dong Ming!, Dong Ming!, Dong Ming!.... "
Raising his wrist watch which he had synchronized with the race, Dong Ming checked his race time.
As he said at the beginning, planned, what he had determined in his heart, that even a problem couldn't deter him of.
A record breaking performance, breaking through the top record, set by himself, breaking through limit of himself.
Even a muscle pull could not deter him from this that he had determined in his heart.
Record breaking time: 8.51 seconds.
Nigh peak titan world level.
Dong Ming!.