Daily Evolution from Mastering Tai Chi

Chapter 312 - 252: Guinness World Record Surfing Height



Chapter 312 - 252: Guinness World Record Surfing Height

Rumble——

The waves ceaselessly crashed against the sea surface, creating a deafening roar.

Wang Ye and Carlos were precariously adjusting their postures in the dangerous tube waves.

Frontside waves, backside waves, cutbacks, duck dives, and numerous high-difficulty techniques that require countless repetitions in training were effortlessly employed by them.

Whenever they were about to leave the wave crest, they would use the cutback technique to sharply turn back to the breaking point.

Their understanding of the waves seemed to surpass any marine creature, skillfully using any trait of the waves for high-speed movement and jumping. The irregularly surging waves beneath their feet were as easy to master as a smooth cement road.

Today, it was about a Category 3 hurricane,

The howling wind blew their hair back fiercely.

As a result, changing direction faced significant wind resistance.

Under normal logic, Wang Ye’s larger body surface area should mean his top speed against the wind would be slower than Carlos, but strangely——every time he passed Carlos, he seemed lighter!

At this moment, several team members lying on their surfboards were watching Wang Ye and Carlos closely, whispering anxiously:

"What do you guys think, who will last till the end?"

"Wang Ye, he looks more relaxed than Carlos at the moment. I think he’ll last till the end."

"Indeed, Wang Ye’s skills and physical fitness are impeccable. I can’t see any flaws. This person is too perfect and terrifying."

"No, I think it will be Carlos."

"Why, Carlos looks like he’s struggling?"

"Although Carlos hasn’t told us, I found out he used to be a Red Bull surfing star. Although he’s not as good as Lucas and Griffin, his experience is also very rich, having won several surfing championships."

"On the other hand, while Wang Ye is very powerful and has abnormal talent, he has only been learning surfing for half a month and has no actual combat experience."

"In extreme sports, what matters most isn’t physical fitness, but experience. Only enough experience can determine whether an extreme athlete can survive in the end, and as extreme athletes, you’re all surely aware of this."

The speaker was a red-haired man, a relatively senior member of the Red Bull Team.

Hearing these words, the surrounding team members all nodded,

Indeed, in extreme sports, actual combat experience is the most important thing.

Having hundreds to thousands of rock climbing and risky self-rescue experiences is far more practical than having the strength to hang onto a rock wall with one arm.

A climber who can’t do a one-arm pull-up can easily outmaneuver someone on the rock wall who can do one-arm pull-ups but has little climbing experience.

As seasoned extreme athletes signed with Red Bull, even the least experienced among them had over ten years in extreme sports. They had seen a lot in this circle and naturally understood this truth as well.

Now everyone knew that Wang Ye had only learned surfing for half a month in Chicago, and it was in an indoor surf park. He had never trained on open waters. Both insiders and outsiders were waiting to see Wang Ye fail.

But now the brutal fact stood before them—Wang Ye, even with just half a month of indoor surfing training, effortlessly crushed this group of seasoned extreme athletes...

"I admit Wang Ye lacks experience, but his performance is just too perfect..."

"Perhaps he may have flaws, but there’s no doubt Carlos is on the back foot now."

Just as they were discussing,

The tube wave, growing closer to the shore, became increasingly loud and terrifying.

The breaking point expanded from a small length into a vast area like a sky-swallowing beast.

Even Wang Ye occasionally misjudged, but fortunately, his reaction speed was fast enough. Even if he made a mistake, he could adjust immediately.

But Carlos was not so lucky. He was repeatedly battered by the waves. Although he wasn’t knocked down, he looked exceptionally battered, drenched like a drowned rat.

Finally, after desperately holding on for over ten seconds, Carlos was engulfed by a suddenly breaking wave, swallowed by the sea, taking quite a while before surfacing, gasping for air on his surfboard.

Meanwhile, Wang Ye had already safely returned to the beach on his surfboard.

Seeing this scene, the Red Bull Challenge Team members fell silent.

The outcome of this small competition was now self-evident.

It seems... in the end, experience will be defeated by talent.

The red-haired man who had supported Carlos couldn’t help but sigh.

In front of Wang Ye, their experience and insights seemed to be gradually shattered into pieces.

After a long time,

Everyone returned to the beach,

resting and eating the food they had brought to fill their stomachs.

The Red Bull Team generally ate homemade sandwiches.

These contained chicken breast and vegetables rich in protein and vitamins, along with seasoned salad dressing.

But Wang Ye ate instant noodles provided by Anta, which were rich in the three major nutrients and many trace elements. He actually didn’t need to eat, but to avoid others noticing anything unusual, he had to eat a little.

Currently, eating was more of a burden for Wang Ye because after eating, his weight would increase, his organs would require intense activity, and about 12 hours later, he would need to excrete fibers and other things that the digestive tract couldn’t fully digest. Additionally, the remaining waste in the kidneys and gastrointestinal tract would take at least half a month to completely clear out.


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