Huang Chong's standing attack was fierce and sudden.
The peak power he put out in those first few pedal strokes exceeded 1,100 watts.
Among GC riders of the same type, it was practically unmatched.
And that was indeed the case. Among domestic professional riders, given his current explosive power, it was genuinely difficult for any non-sprinter to compare with him.
What was more, none of them had expected him to launch an attack early on this climb.
So by the time the other riders reacted, he had already surged six or seven meters ahead on the ascent.
"Fuck, this kid's ignoring the script again! He attacked early!!"
"Quick, catch him! If he gets away, we won't be able to bring him back later!!"
There were still two Longjiang Team riders in the breakaway group.
Both of them had experienced Huang Chong's explosive power and solo abilities firsthand.
They had suffered at last year's championships, and they had no desire to go through that again.
So in the next instant, neither hesitated. They decisively got out of the saddle and attacked, no longer bothering to keep the pace under control to conserve their energy.
Once the Longjiang Team riders began chasing, the other five naturally could not just watch the three of them ride away. They immediately stood up and gave chase as well.
A 5% gradient over just a few hundred meters was not particularly difficult for riders of their level.
Even though they failed to catch Huang Chong on the climb, they soon caught up with him on the high-speed descent that followed, using their numerical advantage to take turns drafting as they chased down the rider trying to break away.
That made all of them let out a heavy sigh of relief.
Luckily, they had reacted quickly enough