Chapter 22 What record was broken?
"Okay, that's what you said. β
Jia Long gritted his teeth and said: "I'll compare push-ups with you, let's set 300 push-ups, whoever finishes it first wins." β
"No problem. β
Liu Feng said with a smile: "I also have a proposal, just now the weight-bearing three-kilometer cross-country run has been upgraded, let's upgrade it compared to push-ups! β
At this time, the college students of the two teams looked at Liu Feng with a look of expectation.
No one expected Liu Feng to win just now, he dared to accept the challenge of the GI instructor, he was already very admirable, and he won by a huge margin, God knows what else Liu Feng could do unexpectedly.
Jia Long had an extremely ruthless aura on his body at this time, "Okay, how do you want to upgrade?"
Liu Feng said with a smile: "Let's do push-ups with one hand, 150 with the left hand, 150 with the right hand, a total of 300, let's still do it first, who wins." β
Wow!
As soon as Liu Feng's words came out, it instantly caused an uproar.
"it!"
"And I have to do 150 push-ups with one hand, I usually see this kind of fierce man on TV, and I saw it alive today!"
"What does it mean to see the living, it is called the live version, you are still a student of the Chinese department, will you use words?"
These college students were so excited that they couldn't help it, and everyone's enthusiasm continued to rise, because they found that the expectations for Liu Feng were really worth it, and just one word from him had already made an ordinary push-up competition exciting.
"Very good, Liu Feng, you are very good. Jia Long nodded heavily, "I agree to the escalation contest you proposed." But I want to make it clear that even one-handed push-ups must be done to an absolute standard, and every movement must be 90 degrees to the upper arm and lower arm. β
"Of course, let's get started!"
As Liu Feng spoke, he fell forward with a zombie forward movement with a soldier's training standard, and when his body was about to land, his left hand pushed forward and supported his body directly, while his right hand was already behind him.
Jia Long also performed a one-handed push-up posture in a standard zombie forward movement.
At this time, both eyes fell to the ground, and then turned their heads to look at each other at the same time.
Liu Feng still had a smile on his face, but this smile looked like a mockery in Jia Long's eyes.
I don't know why, Jia Long suddenly felt a little weak in his heart, maybe Liu Feng's three-kilometer weight-bearing off-road performance just now was too good, which unconsciously affected Jia Long's self-confidence.
At this moment, Zheng Yong, who was as tired as a dog, had already walked back and shouted at the top of his throat: "Let's start!"
Cut!
After this GI lost a game, his prestige in the hearts of all college students had been lost, and he came to announce the start, which directly attracted a boo, almost making him vomit blood.
However, the game between Liu Feng and Jia Long really began, and the bodies of the two kept falling and propping up under the action of one hand, and every movement was extremely standard.
"Three!"
"Four!"
"Five ......"
When the second person did the third push-up, a crisp and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in the second class of the Department of Literature.
It's Peng Jiaqi, she is counting Liu Feng hard.
Immediately afterwards, another beautiful female voice joined, "Six, Seven, Eight......
This voice is Yang Shiwen's, Miss Yang's voice is also beautiful, and her voice is extremely delicate and clear.
And then there were other students who joined inβ
Nine!
Ten!
Eleven......
By the twentieth year, all the students' voices had become uniform, and the voices were higher and higher.
With the support of his classmates, Liu Feng's speed to complete push-ups became faster and faster, at first Jia Long and Liu Feng's speed was almost the same, but after fifty, the frequency of push-ups and push-ups between the two was different.
After a hundred, Liu Feng led Jia Long by at least five moves.
"One hundred and forty-eight!"
"One hundred and forty-nine!"
"One hundred and fifteen, Liu Feng is one hundred and fifteen!"
When Liu Feng did 150 push-ups single-handedly, some of the students almost jumped.
Immediately, Liu Feng's left hand suddenly turned his back behind him, and he changed to his right hand to support the ground.
Driven by Liu Feng, Jia Long also had to change hands, but when he retracted half of his left hand, he remembered that his left hand had not completed 150 push-ups.
But when Jia Long was about to hold the ground with his left hand again, his movements slowed down by half a beat, so under everyone's gaze, the body of this Jia Da instructor slapped flat on the ground with a bang, and his whole face came into close contact with the ground.
Coax!
Jia Long's foolishness caused a lot of laughter.
"Instructor, don't be in a hurry to change hands, you have made one hundred and forty-three with your left hand, and there are still seven left!"
"Instructor, are you tired and want to rest for a while?"
"Liu Feng, the instructor is tired, do you want to wait for him for a while?" haha!"
Judging from the voices made by the students at this time, almost all of them were overwhelmed by Liu Feng's performance, and they no longer regarded the two GI instructors as authority at all, and began to ridicule them casually.
Jia Long was so angry that his whole body was trembling, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, but he didn't have time to be annoyed at this time, so he quickly put his body back up and continued to ......
But no matter how hard Jia Long tries, the ending is already doomed.
When Jia Long changed hands and did one hundred and twenty push-ups with his right hand, he heard cheers like a tidal wave.
"One hundred and fifteen!"
"It's one hundred and fifty times, Liu Feng has won!"
"Do one hundred and fifty push-ups with each hand, a total of three hundred push-ups, and win again!"
Jia Long turned his head to look at Liu Feng, but from his angle, he only saw Liu Feng's two calves, because Liu Feng had already stood up at this time.
"Jalon, you don't have to continue, because you've already lost. I really don't have any sense of accomplishment at all to win a weak game like you!"
Liu Feng's voice sounded above Jia Long's head.
"I'm ......" Jia Long slowly stood up, his arms were shaking, both armpits were already wet, and his whole face was like a purple eggplant, "I did lose this game, but don't forget, we have to compete in three games." β
"Then go on, what's next?" Liu Feng said.
Call!
Jia Long took a deep breath to keep himself as cold as possible, "It's more than a hundred meters, there is no one in the anti-aircraft artillery regiment who is faster than me." β
"Yes. β
Liu Feng nodded with a smile, and then walked onto the starting line of the runway again.
"Liu Feng, come on!"
"Come on Liu Feng, you will definitely win!"
The moment Liu Feng stood on the runway, the students of the Chinese Department cheered again.
Jia Long's mood that had just calmed down fluctuated again, and he stood on Liu Feng's side, the muscles on his face twitched a little.
The more he listened to the college students cheering for Liu Feng, the more angry he became.
"Zheng Yong, what else do you want? I'm going to compete with Liu Feng for a hundred meters, don't you announce the start of the race?" Jia Long, who was extremely angry, suddenly turned his head and yelled at Zheng Yong.
"Ahh......h Let's go!"
Sou!
Zheng Yong was stunned for a moment, but as soon as he started to shout, Liu Feng shot out like an arrow off the string.
Nima!
Jia Long was so angry that he was about to roll his eyes, and by the time he reacted, Liu Feng was already a half-way ahead of him.
The most important thing is that Liu Feng's speed is too fast, as fast as a gust of wind.
Jia Long shook off his legs and almost used the strength to feed, but he still watched Liu Feng run farther and farther, and the distance between the two became wider and wider.
The short distance of 100 meters is nothing more than 10 seconds for a good sprinter.
But in just 100 meters, Liu Feng actually threw Jia Long out of a distance of more than ten meters.
Bite!
When Liu Feng rushed to the finish line, an electronic crisp sound suddenly sounded in the hands of the strange young man standing with Sun Chengfeng and Du Ge.
I don't know when a stopwatch appeared in the young man's hand.
"Zixuan, are you timing him?"
"Wei Zixuan, this kid is running quite fast, how are the results?"
Du Ge and Sun Chengfeng asked with gloomy faces.
The young man known as Wei Zixuan frowned into a pimple, "It's a record, it's a record, it's a record, how is this possible?"
"Breaking the record?"
"What record was broken?"
Sun Chengfeng and Brother Du asked with confused expressions.
Wei Zixuan shook his head, "No, maybe this stopwatch of mine is broken." β
As he spoke, Wei Zixuan's thumb pressed lightly, and the stopwatch instantly returned to zero.
However, before the stopwatch was reset to zero, Du Ge saw the number on the stopwatch - 8.88!
"8.88 seconds!"
Du Ge exclaimed in surprise, his eyes almost popping out of his sockets, how is this possible? The 100-meter world record is only 9.58 seconds!
Just now Wei Zixuan said that Liu Feng broke the record, and at this time he knew that Liu Feng broke the world record of 100 meters, could it be that the stopwatch was really broken?
"What? Du Lou, what did you say?"
Sun Chengfeng was so shocked that he almost jumped up at this time, "8.88 seconds? Do you mean that Liu Feng ran 8.88 seconds in 100 meters?"
Sun Chengfeng was asking Brother Du, but his voice was louder, so that the college students twenty meters away could hear it clearly.
"Did you hear that? They said that Liu Feng ran 8.88 seconds!"
"Nima, this can't be, is it? Can the limits of human beings reach this speed?"
"Although I admit that Liu Feng was really fast just now, incredibly fast, I still can't believe it. β
The college students discussed again, although many people didn't believe that Liu Feng could really run a 100-meter time of 8.88 seconds, but they were still a little crazy with excitement.
The corners of Yang Shiwen's mouth in the square team provoked a sexy arc, shook her little brain and said: "Do you break the world record, I think it is really possible for Liu Feng, a scoundrel, to do it." β
was stared at by Sun Chengfeng and Du Lou Wei Zixuan, and said with a serious face at this time: "Don't look at me like that, I said that the stopwatch may be broken." β
After saying this, Wei Zixuan added as if he was talking to himself: "If it weren't for the broken stopwatch, Liu Feng, this kid would be too terrible, he didn't break a 100-meter world record." β
"What do you mean? Zixuan, you can be clear!"
"Wei Zixuan, don't sell Guanzi. β
The two asked again.
Wei Zixuan pondered for a moment and said: "Just now he carried three kilometers of weight, and I also timed it, and he carried weight! Three kilometers is three thousand meters, and the world record is 7:20.67, but do you know what results he ran just now when he was carrying 60 pounds?"
"I don't know!"
Sun Chengfeng and Wei Zixuan shook their heads together.
Wei Zixuan said: "7 minutes, exactly 7 minutes! The weight broke the world record of 3,000 meters, so I can only think that the stopwatch is broken." β
After saying this, Wei Zixuan threw the stopwatch to the ground, and then stomped it down.
Click!
The electronic stopwatch was stomped to pieces by Wei Zixuan!