Cultivating through increasing my stats in America Chapter 240 - 171: Leading from Start to Finish3

Until the next big bend erged, Li Ang once again applied the sa tactics as at the start.

In so of the smaller bends, the leading cyclists could just follow and lose a bit of distance while still being able to block him.

But with big bends like this one, the lost distance was considerable. Moreover, Li Ang’s overtaking on the bends was far from a re slight move to the outside; he shifted directly to the outermost lane.

This not only increased the physical effort required for them to defend, but also widened the necessary defensive gap.

However, Li Ang, who employed such tactics, would pay even more, whether in sprinting or changing lanes, both requiring a substantial amount of energy.

And the riders in front trying to intercept him could take turns, whereas he was all alone.

But this ti, their interception failed.

Beyond the increased difficulty of interception, Li Ang had burst forth with even greater speed than at the start.

"My God, the speed of rider Li Ang at this mont could totally match the sprint speed of so top riders at the finish line, his power output must have broken a thousand watts, it’s even close to two thousand watts!"

The host was extrely excited, and in his heart, he was even praying for Li Ang, hoping he could break through successfully.

"Heaven help us! He’s done it, Li Ang has moved directly into the first position, and his speed hasn’t slowed down; he’s still sprinting!"

The audience erupted in cheers; it’s the presence of opposition that makes a race exciting.

Yet the WorldTour cyclists weren’t particularly downhearted, letting a single Li Ang get ahead wasn’t a big deal.

After all, the energy expenditure of a lone rider is definitely greater than that of riding with a group, and based on his performance from the day before, his results wouldn’t be extraordinarily impressive.

These were their thoughts, but as they watched Li Ang pull further ahead, their brows started to furrow.

"This kid is still sprinting?"

Sprint king Gaviria muttered to himself. The speed that Li Ang had just exhibited was sothing he could achieve, but to sprint for such a prolonged period like now was strenuous even for him.

Li Ang’s breakaway undoubtedly invigorated his teammates. Yet, it also instilled a sense of urgency in the WorldTour riders in front, causing them to increase their speed as well.

Even so, after the next bend, they were horrified to find that Li Ang had vanished from sight.

They weren’t clear about Li Ang’s speed, but the vehicles following and filming him knew for sure, occasionally giving Li Ang a close-up shot.

"This is simply insane, the speed of rider Li Ang has not decreased at all, he still maintains a speed of 57 kiloters per hour."

The host had rarely seen such a display, with Li Ang having already expended a lot of energy in so many previous break attempts and still riding at such speed now—was he completely disregarding the road ahead?

Under these circumstances, the focus of the audience at the venue shifted from the main peloton to monitoring Li Ang’s speed, wondering when it would drop and to what extent.

Three kiloters later, Li Ang’s speed dropped to 56 kiloters per hour—no, that was just a pre-bend adjustnt.

After five kiloters, his speed was still stable at 57 kiloters per hour.

To be noted, the peloton’s average speed at that ti was rely 46 kiloters per hour, which was already very fast.

By the ti ten kiloters had passed, Li Ang’s speed finally dropped, and the frequency of his pedaling also slowed quite a bit.

"Let’s see, what is the speed of Li Ang now?"

The host asked the director to switch the cara to Li Ang, and then in the lower right corner of the big screen, a number appeared: 50.

"Ward..."

As a professional comntator, he ultimately swallowed the swear word that had reached his mouth.

"That is to say, the gap between Li Ang and the big group is still widening, and we may witness the birth of a new record!"

The support team imdiately searched for the quickest previous record for this ten-kiloter segnt in the race’s history.

Then, amidst the stunned expressions of everyone, they reported this news to the comntator.

"Let take a look—wow, what did I tell you, a new record has been born. Our Li Ang has surpassed all previous records for the first ten kiloters."

The host didn’t hide his admiration for Li Ang in his speech.

Although this wasn’t the record for the entire segnt, no record-breaking rider was ever diocre.

With all eyes on him, midway through the race, the group behind was frantically chasing, the competition was especially fierce, but Li Ang was all alone up front in his peaceful years.

Although by then his speed had settled to the sa average as the main peloton, he was already too far ahead—unless their bikes were electric, there was basically no chance of catching up.

"He has broken the midway record again. Let’s continue to look forward to his subsequent performance."

"With only the last ten kiloters left in the race, his performance is still ahead of the historical record. If he can continue like this, we might truly witness the birth of a miracle."

The increasingly exuberant voice of the host also spurred the emotions of the audience, with a considerable number of people chanting Li Ang’s na.

After all, who wouldn’t love to witness a new world record being set?

"Just the last five kiloters left, hold on Li Ang!"

"Wait, his speed—Li Ang has kicked into sprint mode again! Holy crap!"

The comntator’s voice was nearly hoarse; who could have foreseen just when he thought Li Ang couldn’t hold on any longer, that he’d start shaking the bike again.