Chen Fan's movements were smooth, and he suddenly grabbed the arrow behind him, just shot out of the arrow, and before he could aim it, without the slightest hesitation, the second arrow, the third, the fourth, and the fifth.

It is equivalent to five arrows in an instant.

One arrow had just gone out, followed by a second arrow that was right next to the front, making a sharp sound that shattered the air, as if rubbing sparks with the air.

The speed of the shot is already beyond what one can imagine.

Doing all this in such a short period of time, the short-haired young man was stunned, "Isn't this the means by which the arrow is not missing? This is something that can only be done in books, this and this, and this ......."

Everyone was shocked.

I saw one after another arrows passing through the same position from the bull's-eye just now, one after another, very rhythmic and orderly.

There was silence!

The young man's face was pale and trembling, then frightened, and his gaze turned to a light of worship and complete convincing.

I don't know how many people in the audience opened their mouths wide and wanted to say something, but they couldn't say it in shock.

"All in the middle!"

"Chen Fan shoots 100 points!"

The referee roared tremblingly, and with the referee's announcement, the scene was covered with screams, and countless girls waved like crazy.

"Ahh

"All of them were shot, or the same position shot through the bull's-eye, this is genius!"

"Chen Fan, Chen Fan, I love you. ”

"I'm going to give birth to a monkey for you!"

"Chen Fan, I also want to give birth to a monkey for you, Mo Mo Da. A girl screamed incessantly, letting out a high-decibel scream.

Whether it is No. 8 Middle School or No. 1 Middle School, all the girls are ages, and they are shocked to see Chen Fan's performance.

"Hahahaha, my brother six-six-six, yes. ”

"Brother, good look. ”

Wang Qiang kept roaring, more excited than anyone else.

"Master, you should be my master, Master, how did you do it, I want to be your apprentice!"

The short-haired young man suddenly ran over and shouted excitedly, worshipping Chen Fan incomparably. This is a talent.

Chen Fan glanced at the short-haired young man, "When you can do what I do, I'm thinking about taking you as an apprentice." “

The young man was speechless for a moment, I want to have your technology, why do I still worship you as a teacher?

The young man almost hugged Chen Fan's thigh, but unfortunately Chen Fan didn't pay attention to it.

"There are javelins and tug-of-war in the back, I don't believe it, it's really evil. ”

The principal of No. 1 Middle School couldn't accept this scene at all, and stared at Chen Fan with both eyes, feeling like he was seeing a monster.

There is no sports all-rounder in this world, impossible.

But then, he knew that he was very wrong, whether it was javelin or tug-of-war, Chen Fan could also win the championship.

The javelin throwers threw their spears, mostly around sixty meters.

At this moment, a javelin thrower threw and shot nearly seventy-eight meters, shocking the audience.

"Seventy-eight meters is really far away, and it is very good for us ordinary people to reach thirty meters. ”

"This is a javelin prodigy. ”

"Wow, that's so far. It's amazing. ”

A girl screamed.

"I've thrown before, and it's only 20 meters, which is far worse than these people. Some classmates said.

"I don't know how far Chen Fan can shoot, his strength is very strong. ”

"Brother, can you overtake me? I threw seventy-eight meters, haha. ”

The young man looked at Chen Fan and smiled. This is already the pinnacle of his achievement.

But at this moment, Chen Fan began to javelin.

With one step, the muscles of his right arm creaked and he was thrown out suddenly.

Brush.

The sky crossed in an arc, the javelin pierced through the air, sixty meters, seventy meters!

At this distance, everyone's eyes widened, but the javelin's remaining strength did not decrease, and it directly reached the position of a hundred meters.

Bang.

The javelin was still flying diagonally, and after a hundred meters, it landed on the grass one hundred and ten meters. A diagonal line was formed into the depths of the earth, and the barrel of the gun vibrate.

One hundred and ten meters!

The referee stared at the trembling javelin, his fingers shaking.

Everyone feels like the world is crazy, the world is crazy!

How is it possible to cast so far?

The principal of No. 1 Middle School just took a sip of tea and squirted it out again, and his face became the color of pig liver.

While everyone was shocked, the tug-of-war began. The two sides refused to give in to each other and kept pulling, but Chen Fan shook his head and waved his arm to let all the players in the eighth middle school get out of the way.

In the stunned looks of everyone, Chen Fan grabbed the rope with one hand, one person against more than a dozen people, let them continue to pull, his body was already lying on the ground obliquely, his feet seeped into the lawn, and he couldn't pull Chen Fan at all.

They were all tall fighters with red faces and hissing exhausted, but there was nothing they could do.

The tug-of-war captain roared, like a mad sow, his feet kept rubbing on the ground, and everyone became furious.

"Why, all the hard work, you haven't eaten?" the tug-of-war captain roared.

"Captain, I really can't pull it, this kid has too much strength. ”

"Give me force. ”

"Alright, let's all lie down. ”

But in the end, Chen Fan pulled it so lightly, and a group of people all fell to the ground, Chen Fan won!

Chen Fan defeated a group of people by himself, standing on the grassland, that posture, that gaze, just pulled so easily, as if he was playing, and everyone lay down.

This kid, why don't you want to be so scary?

"Oh, it's embarrassing. ”

"Talent!"

"Chen Fan, you are my idol! ”

The girls in heat kept shouting, and their eyes were full of little stars.

This was followed by a swimming competition.

But there is no doubt about the result, Chen Fan just jumped, and the whole person shot like an arrow, surpassing everyone at once and winning the swimming championship. In addition to the sound of boiling, the scene was the screams of the cheerleaders.

"I'll admit, you've hit the nail on the sports genius. ”

After the principal of No. 1 Middle School was shocked, he calmed down and looked at the principal of No. 8 Middle School, "But there is one last competition, taekwondo, is the taekwondo master of our No. 1 Middle School, Gao Ji participated, he is a three-poinsettia black belt, and his skills are so strong that they can be comparable to the teachers of taekwondo gyms." ”

"What?"

The face of the principal of the eighth middle school changed, "With such a rank, you can fight more than a dozen at a time, and you still have this kind of taekwondo genius in the first middle school?"

"Then Chen Fan may lose this time, but it doesn't matter, we have already won, even if we lose the last game, your first middle school will be defeated by our eighth middle school. ”

"It's true that we lost, but in the last game we won, and we won't lose it all. Gao Ji is a seeded player who is qualified to enter the taekwondo gym in the provincial capital, and I am still quite confident in him. In this last game, let's give us a victory. You've won many times. ”

The principal of No. 1 Middle School said, "That boy is Gao Ji." ”

He turned his eyes and pointed to a young man in the distance, this young man was burly and strong, he didn't look like a student, he was wearing taekwondo clothes, his eyes were shining, he walked vigorously, he was a person who had practiced martial arts since childhood.

His appearance was supported by countless people in Yizhong.

"Gao Ji of our school is extremely powerful, Chen Fan is dead this time. ”

"He can win other fights, but this Gao Ji alone can't win, and our school's taekwondo genius will beat him. ”

"You know, this is already a martial arts competition, and martial arts competitions never rely on strength, just like those foreign hairy people are burly and powerful, but those who master kung fu can be easily subdued with a few moves, everyone knows this truth, you say yes, right?"

A fat man who spoke, also learned taekwondo, and was once defeated by Gao Ji, and he was convinced. Because this person is too powerful.

"Well, the competition is about fighting skills, and it is not something that can be done with a single body of strength. ”

This is the final competition, and it is also the most watched and exciting.

There is no student who does not aspire to martial arts, which is different from other sports, and it is a battle between real masters.

Sports can't be played at a time, but martial arts can.

Now countless cheerleading girls are also setting their sights on Gao Ji.

He was indeed very tall, muscular, and walked like the wind, and he was an extremely terrifying person when he broke out.

As a person who practices martial arts, he maintains a high degree of vigilance everywhere, and Gao Ji is like this, staring at Chen Fan in the field with a touch of disdain in his eyes.

He didn't take Chen Fan in his eyes at all.

In his opinion, sports and martial arts are two different things.

He had never heard of Chen Fan before, but he was already famous in the school. As soon as he walked into the field, he was shouted and screamed by countless people.

"Gao Ji is here. ”

"He's really him. ”

"He is said to be a poinsettia and black belt. It won't be long before he becomes a black belt. In the last game, we have to win. ”

At this moment, the taekwondo player of the eighth middle school came on the field, and Gao Ji smiled disdainfully just now, and slapped it out, and between the movement of his body, a person was knocked out, and no one was his opponent.

So much so that later, several players from the eighth middle school did not dare to go up, because they would definitely lose if they went up.

"You see, I'm scared to compete. Hahaha. Eight middle taekwondo is not good. ”

"Gao Ji is indeed powerful, but if he wants to defeat Chen Fan, it doesn't seem to be that simple, right?" said a girl.

"What do you mean by this?"

The fat male classmate frowned and said, "You are a classmate of our No. 1 middle school, why do you turn your arms out?"

(End of chapter)