On October afternoons, the sun is as hot as fire, as if it wants to melt the world.

The teachers and students of Qingyun High School also seemed to be infected by the "enthusiasm" of the sun, even under the sun.

Today is the last afternoon of the school sports meeting, the cheerleaders of all classes are shouting hard, as if the results of the competition depend on the level of their cheerleaders' voices, and someone has borrowed a small drum gong, for a time the school is noisy, so lively.

With the end of the 4×50m relay, the 100m final is about to begin!

Li Dongyang stood on the track, still wearing the same school uniform, but Li Jirui, Su Maohe and others did not underestimate him anymore, according to the ranking of results, Li Dongyang naturally wanted to compete with the three people in the physical education class for the first place in the men's 100 meters.

Luo Zihua carried a huge self-made banner with the seven big characters of "Almighty Xueba Li Dongyang" written on it, standing in the stands and waving hard, Li Dongyang looked at Luo Zihua and smiled lightly, and couldn't help but remember the scene when he followed Li Zheng to the Holy Land Academy to watch the league of the three academies.

Li Dongyang shook his head with a smile, swept away the memories in his mind, and took a deep breath, although he didn't need it, he couldn't do it too shockingly, he still had to warm up a little.

Li Jirui and the three also started warm-up movements, which was already a habit before their game, and it would not be affected by other things.

The starter at the start of the 100-meter track raised the starting gun, and the people in the stands of the 100-meter track held their breath very tacitly, for fear that the sound of their breathing would affect the participants.

"All in place ~~Ready~~"

"Bang!!"

I have to say that the sports students are different from ordinary people after training, as soon as the gunfire started, the three sports students had already run out like arrows from the string, but Li Dongyang was two steps slower.

The cheering voices of the spectators in the stands also sounded, Li Jirui deserved to be the national level, but twenty meters, he distanced Su Maohe Wang Haoran, who was also a sports student. Li Dongyang is even more in front of Wang Hao.

Li Jirui is not proud of this, every time he sets foot on the track, it is a test of himself, since he is on the track, he must go all out to do his best.

The spectators in the stands shouted even harder, cheering one after another, this is the real 100-meter race! Speed and passion go hand in hand!

But gradually, the cheers quieted down, although gradually, but only for a second or two, and the audience's original cheers quieted down. It seemed to be a village that was choked by a child's neck, and it was quiet in an instant.

What did they see? The first grade in the "fancy costume" was pulled away by nearly 10 meters, and actually caught up with Li Jirui, who was the first in a short distance of 20 meters? Moreover, he surpassed Su Maohe Wang Haoran and caught up with Li Jirui, who was the first? The audience was stunned for a while, is this still a person?

The audience fell silent again, and suddenly a cheer rang out from under a huge flag, which also swayed to the shout. Immediately afterwards, the students of the second and third classes of high school cheered at the same time!

Anyone who has been pressed by others for a long time and suddenly overtakes him will be so excited. Although I don't know why Li Dongyang can outperform Li Jirui, a national-level sports student, it does not affect their worship of the strong, which is human nature.

The last ten meters... Five meters, Li Dongyang has always maintained the first place position and crossed the finish line! For a while, the cheers of the second and third classes of high school were much louder.

"Li Dongyang, you are really tmd cow B!!" Luo Zihua didn't care about the occasion anymore, and shouted directly in the stands.

"Luo Zihua, don't swear. Yu Jian's voice reminded Luo Zihua in time. It's just that the tone is reprimanding, but Yu Jian's expression doesn't look angry. The passionate impulse of high school students, Yu Jian does not intend to erase it, but can only guide it in the right direction.

Li Dongyang was still standing on the edge of the finish line, listening to the cheers that were gradually brought by Luo Zihua into "Li Dongyang", Li Dongyang couldn't help but remember that he once asked Li Zheng in puzzlement, why are some cultivators so willing to be in the limelight, and is it not good to make a fortune in a muffled voice? Li Zheng just smiled and said: "In the future, when someone cheers because of you, you will know." ”

With the shout of "Li Dongyang", Li Dongyang could actually feel the aura of heaven and earth beginning to pour towards him, "Is this just luck added to the body?" Li Dongyang closed his eyes and felt the aura enter his body, "So this is the feeling of cheering because of himself?" It can actually affect a person's luck, no wonder some cultivators will never get tired of this.

Luo Zihua came to the finish line of the 100-meter track with the flag, but the seven big characters on it were extremely clear at this time, I don't know who it was, I looked at the words on the flag and shouted loudly: "Almighty student Li Dongyang!"

Since it is good for himself, then there will be more, Li Dongyang glanced at Luo Zihua, Luo Zihua smiled and waved the flag, for a while, with the swing of the flag and the shout of "well-wishers", wave after wave of cheers sounded on the sports field again.

Once the protagonists of the sports day, the sports students could only gasp for breath at the finish line.

Li Jirui gasped, although he couldn't absorb the aura, he could feel the aura around Li Dongyang. Li Dongyang was right, Li Jirui did practice the body forging technique, this is the album left by Li Jirui's grandfather, in that dark era, Li Jirui's grandfather became a group of people who were defeated, because of feudal superstition.

Li Jirui's grandfather was knocked down, the books were burned, and only an incomplete atlas remained.

At the beginning of the exercise, Li Jirui was only a budding sports student, with the deepening of the body exercise, Li Jirui's special results got better and better, until he entered the national level, but he could not improve. After standing still for nearly half a year, although it is still at the national level, Li Jirui is unwilling.

Today, Li Dongyang's appearance gave him hope, Li Jirui can also feel the aura of heaven and earth when he cultivates the body forging technique, but this aura seems to be very tired of himself and never approaches, so Li Jirui can feel that the aura is far away from him, just like the current situation.

"This Li Dongyang must be the same person as me!" Li Jirui said confidently.