When Zhou Qian was overtaking on a curve, he was deliberately tripped and thrown by his friend. The next second, the taste of rust exploded in his mouth, and the system suddenly came online: [A flagrant foul was detected, triggering a revenge mission: smash the weaknesses of all opponents! ] From then on, Zhou Qian's eyes could see the flashing red circles of weaknesses on every athlete - weak Achilles tendons, hesitation at the start, and weakness in the later stages. Starting from the provincial qualifying rounds, he exploited the weaknesses of his opponents and crushed them all the way. Those who had laughed at him knelt on the ground and gasped, but Zhou Qian was already standing on the starting line of the Jamaica Invitational Tournament, sneering at Bolt's weak areas. World record? That's just a passing grade. Everyone on the track is desperately chasing it, but they don't know that this beast from the east is here to rewrite the limits of mankind. At the end of the 100-meter track, Zhou Qian looked back at the five-meter gap he had thrown away, and announced in a low voice: "This era is called Zhou Qian."
