Standing in the third lane is the first class of the Department of Physical Education.

After research, it was decided to let Zheng Jie and Wang Dong run the first and second sticks respectively, Xu Feng ran the third stick, and Ling Hao ran the fourth stick.

In Zheng Jie and Wang Dong's opinion, this is the best way, they strive for the greatest advantage, leaving Xu Feng and Ling Hao to squander.

Because, one is not suitable for sprinting at all, and the other can be said not to be running at all, but more like visiting and inspecting the site.

At this moment, Hu Guan and Yu Wei of the third class glanced at each other, both showing disdain, and finally, Hu Guan walked out.

"Your name is Ling Hao, isn't it?"

"Something?"

"I heard that your 100-meter time is 33 seconds, so you still admit defeat directly. ”

"Why?"

"Because Yu Wei and I are both runners in 11 seconds, a 400-meter can take less than a minute, and if you calculate the speed of 100 meters, I'm afraid it will take two minutes, so why bother to be embarrassed on stage?" Hu Guan advised.

"It's not about you!"

"You don't know what to do, and you're humiliating yourself!" Hu Guan said sarcastically at the corner of his mouth.

"Is there anything else?" Ling Hao asked impatiently.

"Since you don't admit defeat, I'll let you lie on the ground and cry for a while. Hu Guan was enraged by Ling Hao's attitude.

"Is Tunghai University a place to raise people or a place to raise dogs? Either dogs look down on people, or dogs are nosy with rats. Ling Hao said in a cold tone.

"You ......"

"I can't help myself!"

After Hu Guan finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the third runway in a huff.

The game has not yet started, and the players are already full of gunpowder, which makes Meng Fansheng's eyes look proud.

Shen Shuirou stood aside, her face pale, she couldn't help wiping her forehead with sweat, and the paper in her hand was soaked with sweat in her palms.

This game is absolutely one-sided.

"Teacher Shen, don't be nervous, our class will definitely lose anyway. Li Zijian looked at the nervous Shen Shuirou and said.

"Li Zijian, you are the squad leader, how can you say such a thing?"

"Teacher Shen, this is the result that anyone can see, so don't dream of counterattacking. Ye Qingzhu saw that Ling Hao was very proud from the moment he arrived at the playground, and he couldn't get used to it for a long time, so he said on the side.

Shen Shuirou was a little depressed, no one in her class believed it, and no one even supported it, could the result be good?

Thinking of Ling Hao's bet with Meng Fansheng again, his heart was even more nervous.

"Dang!"

The sound of the starting gun suddenly sounded, and the entire playground was instantly full of people, cheering for the players.

Zheng Jie, who ran the first in the first class, was really good, Rao was the first in the third class, and Yu Wei was a member of the national second team, and he didn't fall too far, and even went hand in hand.

This made Shen Shuirou very happy, standing on Cao Cao's runway, waving his fists and shouting cheers.

It's just that no one in the class behind him cooperated.

It seems more desolate and lost.

"You're cheering them on?" Shen Shuirou turned around and said.

"Teacher, what can he do if he is Bolt? He is not afraid of a god-like opponent, but he is afraid of a pig-like teammate. Ye Qingzhu pouted and said.

In a word, the rest of the class immediately acquiesced.

Shen Shuirou could only shake her head helplessly.

Ling Hao made the whole class lose their cohesion.

At the scene, the second stick has already set off, Wang Dong's speed is also not slow, and he has surpassed the second stick of the third class, and Shen Shuirou is still shouting cheers alone.

However, her voice was soon drowned out by the cheering of the second and third classes.

The third baseman Xu Feng appeared, although he was very fat, but because of Wang Dong's lead of nearly 50 meters, he gritted his teeth and tried to run, but it was not slow.

Ling Hao had already made up his mind at this moment, as long as Xu Feng could not fall behind and hand the stick into his hands, he was confident that he would be able to win the rest of the race.

Seeing Shen Shuirou screaming alone, Ling Hao's heart ached.

Win!

Gotta win!

"Start the backup plan!" Meng Fansheng said as he looked at Yang Lihua and Zou Yan on the side.

"Understood!"

The two of them waved their fists excitedly at the same time, giving orders through the wireless microphones......

On the track, two-thirds of the 400-meter distance has been completed, and at this moment, the runners of the second and third classes have caught up with Xu Feng.

"Class 3 will win!"

"Come on second shift!"

"More than one class!"

……

The shouts and cheers one after another, like the roaring seawater, set off a wave of sound in the playground, which was deafening, making the players of the second and third classes seem to have been beaten with chicken blood.

Although Xu Feng is working hard, his physique is there, which is very realistic.

He felt that his legs were like they were filled with lead, and every step he took was so heavy and so difficult, but he gritted his teeth and tried to persevere, not for anything else, just so that Ling Hao could shout "I am a toad!" in front of him!

Thump!

Yes......

The track suddenly made a sound change, and the third stick that the second class caught up with, as if his body was not standing firmly, suddenly collided with Xu Feng in the third lane from the inner road.

Although Xu Feng tried to dodge, his body's fat and clumsiness, coupled with excessive fatigue, still couldn't dodge, screamed miserably, and fell to the ground.

The scene was full of people, and it was quiet in an instant.

Shen Shuirou felt that the whole sky had fallen in an instant, and the hope that had just risen in her heart was completely shattered.

And the third stick of the third class is getting closer and closer to the finish line, and it is about to be handed over.

Xu Feng struggled to get up on the ground, rubbed his legs with his hands, frowned, and wanted to try to run.

But just one step later, I almost fell again.

The injury is not light!

He, gritting his teeth, used the fastest speed possible to run towards the finish line in front of him.

What was originally a distance of less than 50 meters suddenly became extremely distant.

Ling Hao didn't expect this kind of change to happen, standing at the starting line and secretly anxious, however, he didn't shout at Xu Feng, because he believed in his classmates and his good friends.

Hu Guan, the fourth baton in the third class, had already run out about 50 meters after taking the baton and making a contemptuous taunt at Ling Hao, while Xu Feng was still nearly 30 meters away from the finish line.

What to do?

Even if you have the ability and speed of the soldier king, you can't catch up.

The speed of Usain Bolt the Flyer?

Obviously, it still doesn't work.

"System, I need the fastest running speed. At the critical moment, Ling Hao thought of the Super Koi system.

"The system prompts, please say the exact need. ”

"I ......"

"Give me Ling Bo a microstep!" Thinking of the sudden death of the old man Jin Yong, Ling Hao said casually.

"The system prompts that Lingbo Weibu needs to be supported by internal force, but you don't. ”

Forehead......

No internal forces?

"It's okay to give me Wei Xiaobao's magic deeds. ”

The system prompts that the master has successfully loaded the gods, and now has the speed of the wind, and the speed can reach more than 10 meters per second. ”

"Great!"

Ling Hao praised the system.

"Ling Hao, come on!" Xu Feng just arrived at this moment, handing over the baton to Ling Hao, his face full of apologies.

"Waiting for us to celebrate. Ling Hao took the baton and said confidently.

"Class 3 will win!"

"Class 3 will win!"

"Class 3 will win!"

……

The whole playground was filled with the sound of cheering for the third class.

Meng Fansheng, Zou Yan and Yang Lihua had smug smiles on their faces, and it was impossible to win in one class.

They looked at Shen Shuirou, who was alone cheering for the first class, and they all showed arrogant expressions on their faces.

Especially Yang Lihua, who seems to be unapologetic for the students in her class knocking Xu Feng down.

Shen Shuirou's face was pale, and she bit her lip tightly, obviously in despair.

Hu Guan, a member of the national second team, is an 11-second player in the 100 meters.

Ling Hao, a sports waste material, a player in the 100 meters for 33 seconds.

There is a gap of almost more than a third, and unless a miracle happens, it ......

Li Zijian and the other students showed a sneer on the corner of their mouths at this moment, full of contempt for Ling Hao, and even more full of pride, and they were about to be slapped in the face in front of everyone.

Li Zijian had even begun to imagine what kind of expression Ling Hao would have appeared in front of him when he failed for a while.

"Cut! and run a fart!" Ye Qingzhu said disdainfully.

"I guess I want to make a model for everyone!" Li Zijian responded.

"It's a shame to be a classmate of this person in our class, and it's a shame to be a classmate!" muttered someone in the crowd.

In the entire playground, except for Shen Shuirou, I am afraid that there is only one person who cares about Ling Hao, and that is Li Xueyi, who is broadcasting live on the platform, and she silently prays in her heart that Ling Hao can create a miracle.

Ling Hao glanced at Hu Guan, who had already run out almost 150 meters, and the second class, who had also run out almost 100 meters after the accident, suddenly took a step.

He just took a step, his body seemed to turn into a wisp of smoke, his legs seemed to fly out, and the person had already appeared more than ten meters away.

Yes......

Just one step, tens of thousands of people on the scene were exclaimed.

"Don't argue, look at Ling Hao is speeding up to catch up!" Shen Shuirou kept staring at the scene, and began to see that Ling Hao had turned into an afterimage, and he couldn't see it clearly at all, and he was suddenly shocked.

Li Zijian and Ye Qingzhu heard the exclamation, looked at the track, and saw that Ling Hao's afterimage had surpassed the second-class players, and the distance between him and Hu Guan, who was in first place, was less than 40 meters.

"Damn! I'm not mistaken?" I don't know who said it.

His words were immediately confirmed.

Xu Feng, Zheng Jie and Wang Dong on the track were already shouting at Ling Hao: "Come on, Ling Hao!

The three of them had already given up, but when they saw Ling Haofei's running speed, they were first shocked, then incredulous, and then excited.

Especially Xu Feng, the corners of his eyes are already moist, the good situation of this game is what he has lost, if he loses in the end, then he will be a sinner.

The rest of the class is now waking up from the shock.

"How is this possible?"

"The way he ran was so weird. ”

"Why is it so much like Duan Yu's Ling Bo Weibu in the TV series. ”

"No, I think it's more like Wei Xiaobao's magic moves. ”

"Forget it, let's do it!"

After a short exchange, a group of students who were originally scattered suddenly shouted with Xu Feng and the others.

In contrast, the students in classes 2 and 3 were silent, as were the students who were cheering them on the scene.