A Moment of Carelessness Broke the 100-Meter World Record
All 105,000 pairs of eyes in the stadium were fixed on the center of the track, on the Chinese man with yellow skin and black eyes.
Hundreds of millions of people around the world were also watching the center of the track through their screens, their eyes fixed on the Chinese man with yellow skin and black eyes.
A hundred meters in 9.51 seconds.
What did that mean?
He had broken the world record of 9.58 seconds set by the Jamaican Flying Man, Bolt.
And he had lowered it by a full 0.07 seconds.
Everyone knew that in the hundred-meter dash, every 0.01-second improvement was an incredible achievement.
Once athletes reached their top speed, how many years of training did it take them to shave off even 0.01 seconds?
In other words, it would probably be decades, perhaps even a century, before anyone could break Wang Yi's record.
It was simply unbelievable.
Meanwhile, back in China,
when fans and viewers saw this, they were all instantly overjoyed.
Along with all the "6"s flooding the screen:
"Brother Yi is freaking awesome!"
"I'm using my hobby to challenge your livelihood. So what?"
"You're only good enough to eat my dust!"
"I just remembered Brother Yi's bold declaration before the race: 'Pick any place you like. If I don't crush him, I lose.' Brother Yi really did it again."
"If you can make good on every boast, who can compete with you?!"
Meanwhile, in the middle of the stadium,
Wang Yi raised his right hand in front of his eyes and looked at his palm, then at the back of his hand. Then he clenched his fist and thrust it high into the air.
He turned toward Thomas, whose eyes had gone blank.
"Now