The people who came to participate in this final competition are basically a group of voluntary sports students, after all, there is no such perverted project in ordinary schools, and universities may have them, but Subei is a high school, and if you are five thousand meters, you have to run more than a dozen laps around the playground......

Ordinary students really can't persevere, and even if they do, they are tired like dead dogs, and they have no grace at all, but it is because it is difficult that this project has been retained until now.

And because the intensity is relatively high, the school doctor is ready on the side, just waiting for the game to start.

Li Antong sat on the stool and looked at the circle of strong boys around him, muttering in his heart.

Speaking of which, although his endurance is okay, but at that time, the kendo was a skill stream, and he really didn't necessarily win Zhou Buliu, although he kept shouting "mentally retarded", in fact, Zhou Buliu's level was very high, at least in terms of physical fitness, Li Antong had been pulled away by him for a long time.

Thinking about it, Li Antong's eyes were on Zhou Buliu, who lowered his head and "pretended to be cool" beside him, and shook his head.

The strongest part of this mentally retarded is his explosive power, and the original practice of kendo is also, as long as he dodges his first few minutes and avoids his edge, a few minutes later, when Zhou Buliu's old force has just gone to the new force, he will be beaten by himself.

From the beginning, to Li Antong's own abandonment of kendo, Zhou Buliu has always lived in his shadow, Li Antong still knows him very well, this time if it is a sprint, he doesn't have to know that he will be killed in seconds, but if he runs a long distance, he will ...... There is a chance.

Li Antong probably has a little confidence in himself, but it doesn't matter if he really loses, if Zhou Buliu dares to mock him, he will do it, anyway, this mentally retarded person doesn't dare to fight back.

But Li Antong didn't want to lose, because he hadn't fought with Zhou Buliu seriously for a long time, so long that his memory was blurred, and the games in junior high school were actually joking, because it was not challenging at all, and his body had not fully recovered.

I'm healed this time, and I want to seriously find out what it's like to go all out.

Li Antong still owes himself a full effort, but he doesn't plan to repay it today, today's game can only be barely regarded as a warm-up.

The last time he went all out, he reclaimed a trophy at the national level, and although the small trophy was no longer available, Li Antong was still a little proud of it now.

Besides, you can't lose to this mentally retarded person if you lose to anyone, Li Antong stood up and looked in the direction of Shen Aya.

His sister was watching, and she couldn't lose.

If you lose, you won't be laughed to death by her, and it is estimated that she won't be able to turn over for a week.

……

And Shen Aya also thinks so, if Li Antong loses to Zhou Buliu, that fool, don't blame her for turning her face and not recognizing people.

At this time, Shen Aya looked at Li Antong's direction while knitting a scarf, she didn't really pay much attention to the game, she just came to see Li Antong, she didn't know what she was going to run now......

Shen Aya thought it was just an ordinary 400 meters or 1,005, so she was not optimistic about Li Antong, Zhou Buliu had no other skills, and it was an advantage to have a simple mind and developed limbs.

Presumably the plus.

It is worth mentioning that the trophy that Li Antong thought was missing was actually in the closet of Shen Aya's room, which was well preserved by her, and there was even a bamboo sword and wooden knife that he had lost.

There may be other gadgets, but I think Li Antong should never see it.

And Qin Zhu ...... She didn't speak from just now, looking at Li Antong's direction in a daze, probably thinking about things, and Wang Xinhua sat obediently behind Shen Aya.

In fact, she wanted to go down and get closer to cheer for Brother Antong...... But Aya doesn't seem to be very happy, so forget it.

Of course, she still cheered Li Antong in her heart, hoping that Li Antong can win the championship, because her brother Antong is the best.

Think so.

At this time, Wang Xinhua selectively filtered out some things, and what Qin Zhu said to her before had completely thrown out of his mind.

……

At this time, the game is about to begin, and everyone is lined up in order, with two dozen people lining up in front and back.

The winner is determined at one time, and there is no limit to the track after the start, even if it is the innermost lap, as long as you can finish it, it is a victory.

In previous years' competitions, there were not a few people who gave up halfway.

"Unicom, are you okay?" Zhou Buliu was wearing a shorts vest, looked at Li Antong's cropped pants and long sleeves, and asked.

Although he knew that his bamboo horse had always been like this, Zhou Buliu still felt that Li Antong was not serious at all, as if he was here to play tickets.

"Nonsense, just mind yourself." Li Antong moved his legs and feet, and said angrily.

"Cut." Zhou Buliu stroked his broken bangs, his hair covered half of his eyebrows, and his face was provocative and frivolous: "I originally wanted to let you in the face of the tassel, but now it seems that it is still forgotten, I hope that you will not lose too ugly." ”

He wants to win, more than Antong Lee.

The rest of the dozen or so people Zhou Buliu didn't pay attention to it, as long as he could win Li Antong alone, it would be enough.

So he was serious.

"It's best not to release the water, otherwise even if you win, there will be no pleasure." Li Antong shook his head, and then said, "Don't look at me, prepare for the game." ”

"What does it matter?" Zhou Buliu made a starting posture, and he couldn't see a little nervousness: "Let them run for ten seconds and twenty seconds for a minute, it's not a problem." ”

"I'll let you prepare." Li Antong looked cold.

"Oh." Seeing this, Zhou Buliu obediently obeyed, put away his frivolity, a serious look in his eyes, and pricked up his ears to listen intently to the sound of the starting gun.

"Ready—"

With the referee's sharp voice, all the athletes lifted their spirits, and their muscles tensed, like sharp blades out of the sheath.

"Bang!"

The gun goes off and the game begins.

Zhou Buliu took the lead in rushing out, occupying the most favorable runway with a great advantage and steadily taking the first place.

He was sprinting, and he was very fast, and he instantly pulled the man behind him down a big bit.

And Li Antong ......

Running very slowly, "struggling" in the last echelon.

He's strategic.