158 For The History Books 1

Reaching the 300-meter turn, Tang Yan passed Biedermann to enter second and hit a first-class turn.

The cheers of the audience overturned the ceiling of the sports center.

Along with the overtake, the assistant referee rattled the bell on the sideline reminding the swimmers that only 100 meters remained.

But after entering the last 100 meters, the audience's attention was pulled away by Sun Yang.

In the final 100 meters, Sun Yang finally launched forward.

He narrowed the distance between him and Biedermann bit by bit.

Biedermann felt anxious at this, after Tang Yan passed him he hadn't showed signs of exhaustion or slowing down!

Damn it!

After sensing Sun Yang's beginning to catch up, he couldn't care less that he hadn't reached the last 50 meters and began to erupt in advance.

Biedermann as he exerted his power, felt a kind of powerlessness stuck between a rock and a hard place.

"Come on Sun Yang!" Seeing Sun Yang catching up with Biedermann, the audience shouted for him.

However, this cheer didn't last long before their attention was stolen away by Tang Yan.

Who had started to accelerate again!

His kick frequency changed directly from 7 to 8!

Kicking eight times in one breath!

Tang Yan shot forward surpassing Park Tae-hyun after the turn for the last 50 metres.

As he surpassed him, his palm had touched the virtual world record line!

With their lanes side by side, watching Tang Yan overtake him, Park Tae-hyun who was beginning to feel the effects of sprinting most of the race felt powerless and could only watch Tang Yan surpass himself.

The audience at the scene went completely crazy, one by one standing up from their seat.

"Tang Yan! Tang Yan!" The casual fans had long been bewitched by his loyal fans, they joined in with the chants, it felt as if they really wanted to break the sky.

The audience went crazy cheering as he rushed towards the finish.

"Tang Yan is on par with the world record!"

"Tang Yan is already past the world record line!"

"My God! The world record line is decelerating and Tang Yan is accelerating. He has already stepped past the world record line!"

Tang Yan launched forward and touched the wall.

And just after he touched the wall, his result instantly appeared on the display.

3 minutes 38 seconds 91!

1 second faster than the world record!

The moment his time appeared, the whole venue went completely crazy.

"Record-breaking! Tang Yan broke the 400-meter freestyle world record!" The commentator screamed.

The paparazzi on the sidelines aimed at Tang Yan firing of their cameras afraid to miss any details.

The Chinese team was ecstatic.

Several assistant coaches enthusiastically embraced each other and even the head coach Song Xiaocheng was unable to restrain himself.

This was the first time in history that a Chinese swimmer had broken the world record of middle distance freestyle event.

It was a historic moment.

After touching the wall, Tang Yan took a few breaths. In the end, due to physical exhaustion, he was still unable to show the nine time kick frequency he had trained during this time but this result was enough to satisfy him.

After he calmed down, he looked back at Sun Yang and Park Tae Hyun.

Park Tae-hyun's physical strength was declining. Sun Yang had surpassed Biedermann. Two of his enemies of their lives are still chasing you, but at this moment their goal wasn't the gold medal, but the silver medal.

Tang Yan even had time to turn around at this time, leaning on the wall of the pool for a while, if he could, he even wanted to get Erlang legs up.

Of course, his speed hasn't been that low, at least, no one is worth his time.

In the end, perhaps inspired by Tang Yan, Sun Yang staged a Jedi counterattack, and finally by virtue of his height advantage, he beat out  Park Tae-hwan by 0.05 seconds touching the wall first and snatching silver.

Park Tae Hyun only won bronze in the end.

But Biedermann and the rest of the group were a little farther away. When Biedermann touched the wall, he was nearly 1 second slower than Park Tae-hyun.

But in fact, his time was 3 minutes 44 seconds 14, which was enough for him to get the medal.

To be more precise, if Tang Yan hadn't purposedly raised the tempo drastically halfway, he should be able to get a bronze medal.

And this is the opponent he didn't care about, as he said before the game, he broke his record and made him unable to forget his name in this lifetime.

"Tang Yan! Tang Yan!" The audience shouted the name with great pride.

This wasn't a domestic race, it was the international arena, but on such a big stage Tang Yan had proven himself again.

This was a moment of pride that belonged to China.

Sun Yang also smiled at this time. Although he failed to win the gold medal, watching his compatriot win the race and having finally beat out Park Tae-hyun, he was overjoyed.

Park Tae-Hyun still maintained his demeanor, congratulating Tang Yan and Sun Yang before going ashore.

After a break, Tang Yan and Sun Yang climbed up to shore.

"Tang Yan! Tang Yan!"

After they came up, the audience cheered once again for Tang Yan.

Tang Yan waved and gestured to the audience.

He didn't know which over-excited audience member it was but someone threw the Chinese flag into the auditorium seemingly to him but it fell short.

The scene was a little awkward, but after seeing this Tang Yan trotted over and took off his swimming cap while running.

When he reached the flag, he threw the swimming cap to the audience, who clambered for it and then he picked up the national flag off the ground and then he ran for a while with his hands raised above his head holding the flag.

The national flag fluttered above Tang Yan and the five-star red flag was shining.