Chapter Ninety-Eight: Stupid Than Run
Zhang Xushao turned his head to look into the venue when he saw Xiao Li's strange appearance, and then he was also surprised.
The guy he hated in the field had caught up with the first group, and was now ranked twelfth out of thirteen individual school members, and there was a tendency to overtake those in front of him.
"How many laps is it now?" asked Zhang Xushao, a student who was in charge of several laps.
"On the fifth lap, I will go on six laps in a moment. ”
Zhang Xushao took a deep breath and said to the student: "Go to the runway and tell Tang Zhuang that he asked someone to stop that guy, and he can't let him go to the front." ”
The student turned around and went to the side of the road, and when the sports school players passed by again, he told Xiao Pingtou Zhang Xushao's instructions.
Xiao Pingtou Tang Zhuang really didn't pay attention to the situation behind him, and only looked back when he heard the coach's instructions, and sure enough, he saw that Wan Feng was now in the eleventh position.
There are already three sports school players who have been left behind by him.
"Pass backwards, stop that guy. ”
The command was passed to the back one by one, and when it reached the tenth person, the three players ranked in the eighth, ninth and tenth places in the sports school suddenly changed from straight to side-by-side, occupying only three tracks at once.
was pressed, which increased the difficulty of Wan Feng's transcendence.
Wan Feng's face was expressionless, all of this was expected by him, and when the people from the sports school found out that he was catching up, they would definitely block his way forward.
Wan Feng followed the one among the three sports school players who ran side by side in front of him.
"Classmate in front, your pants are open, your butt is exposed, and you are running hard, it's so white!"
Wan Feng said unhurriedly.
The individual school member in front of him hurriedly reached out and molded back when he heard this.
"It's not there, it's here, hey, I'll point it to you, it's this location. ”
The hands of the sports school members finally touched the position indicated by Wan Feng, but nothing seemed to have happened.
"No wow!"
"No, if you touch it well, it will definitely happen. With this kung fu, Wan Feng has already surpassed the side of this team member, and he has not forgotten to remind the other party to look for it.
The gym team member didn't find the position of the pants open, and when he was about to ask the good Samaritan who told the opener, he found that the person had run to the sixth position.
Something seems wrong?
Zhang Xushao's nose on the rostrum was almost crooked, what were those three guys doing?
Now the race is coming to the end of the sixth lap, and Wan Feng is in sixth position.
After Wan Feng surpassed the three sports school students ranked eighty or ninety in one fell swoop, he surpassed the two of them with lightning speed, and there were now only five sports school players left in front of him.
Now the race is on lap seven.
Tang Zhuang looked back and was taken aback, the unpleasant guy was not only not blocked, but rose to sixth place... Oh, not the fifth, just the moment he turned around, Wan Feng surpassed another person.
"Stop him, don't knock him down. ”
The three people behind Tang Zhuang immediately separated and slowed down from the left, middle and right directions and leaned towards Wan Feng, their abacus was very simple, squeezing Wan Feng out of the track and then convicting Wan Feng of violating the rules, even if he took a person, he did not hesitate.
Soon, the three members of the sports school approached Wan Feng, and they did not block Wan Feng in the way that the three people blocked Wan Feng just now, but clamped Wan Feng in a situation to force Wan Feng out of the runway.
The three of them coordinated perfectly, and the position they occupied was ideal, obviously this is not the first time they have done this kind of thing.
Wan Feng was caught by three people and taken away from the runway, because he was not as tall as others, and from a distance, he almost disappeared into the encirclement of three people.
Everything was going according to their rehearsal, and it seemed that Wan Feng would be taken outside the runway in the next second.
But they ignored Wan Feng's determination and strength, although he was not as tall as the other party, but in terms of physical strength, Wan Feng was no worse than these sports school players who practiced track and field all year round, and he was superior in agility.
At this time, a strange thing happened, and Wan Feng suddenly stopped.
He stopped abruptly and caught the people of the three sports schools off guard, especially the people behind Wan Feng's side and hit Wan Feng's body head-on.
Taking advantage of the collision of this person, and also by the momentary distraction of the three people's spirits, Wan Feng's body suddenly activated, and he crashed out of the middle of the two people in front of him like a wild horse with a prolapsed anus.
All this was carried out in the blink of an eye, and by the time the three sports school members came back to their senses, Wan Feng had already raised his speed to the highest level, and he was already five meters away from them.
"Chase!"
The three guys were a little remorseful, why don't they just come up and let them out and drag this thing out directly?
At this time, the distance to the end is only about one lap.
Since Wan Feng had pulled up the speed, there was no possibility of slowing down again, and he strode towards the last target, Xiao Pingtou, and after about twenty meters, he had already appeared behind Xiao Pingtou Tang Zhuang.
He wasn't going to give Tang Zhuang any more chances, let him look at his taillights.
Tang Zhuang was still running with his head bored, and suddenly a gust of wind swept around him, and then he heard a voice: "Silly than run!"
Tang Zhuang looked at it fixedly, and immediately became angry.
The bastard swept past him like the wind and ran ahead, and the speed was almost the speed of a sprint.
These rice buckets didn't even stop this guy!
Tang Zhuang immediately began to accelerate, although he was still about a lap away from the sprint, but he couldn't wait, waiting for that bastard to be the first.
Tang Zhuang shook off his stride and chased frantically, but something strange happened, in the process of chasing, not only did he not shorten the distance, but the distance between him and the other party became larger and larger.
Tang Zhuang was the 3,000-meter champion of the three northern counties in the county this spring, but at this time, he watched in despair as the guy he hated crossed the finish line more than 100 meters faster.
Jiangwei School was jubilant.
Xu Bin looked at the stunned Li Guang even more arrogantly: "Hehe! Sports school! What is so great about the sports school, it is not the same as being killed by my brother." ”
The whole arena was as lively as a boiling pot.
"A group of people from the school haven't run a single ordinary student?"
"Who is this guy? Why is it so familiar? It looks like the guy who sells popsicles. "Someone recognized Wan Feng.
"Damn! I can't imagine that this flamboyant popsicle seller can run so well, is he trained by selling popsicles?"
Compared with the excitement on the playground, Zhang Xushao was dead, half an hour ago he also said to Li Yi that his students could throw Wanfeng around if they pulled out a random one, and ten minutes ago he boasted to Xiao Li that the goods could catch up with the last member of his sports school, even if they lost.
But now people not only caught up with the last one, but also swept the entire sports school, and crossed the line more than 100 meters ahead of the trump card of his sports school.
Why is this thing so able to run? Does it have three lungs?