In early October, the sun is shining, and the surface of Lake Michigan is like a giant mirror, reflecting the blue and white of the sky, while also changing the coloring and light and shadow.

The waves on the surface of the lake shimmer in the sunlight and shimmer with fine foam in the not-so-strong breeze.

Every ray of light is like a dancing elf, cheerful and free.

"These kids are so young, it's a shame that that Flamel guy can't come out."

Principal Ange stood on a relatively high spot and looked in the direction of the beach.

It's just that he didn't look at the boys like Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang who participated in the competition, but set his eyes on the dance troupes of the student union and the Lionheart Club.

These girls are second to none in terms of appearance and figure in school, and just looking at it, he feels that he is more than ten years younger.

Thinking of the vice-principal's obscene appearance that he shouted to come but couldn't get out, Ange was a pleasure.

Since you, Tutor Flamel, can't come and cheer the students on, you'll have to rely on me, an old man.

"When the competition officially starts, we will cheer for Senior Brother Lu and Senior Brother Chu with the loudest voice, and the momentum cannot be lower than that group of girls in the student union!"

"Do you understand?"

Before the start of the race, stand on the beach that does not affect the participants.

Lucia, who was wearing a short purple skirt and white high-heeled boots, earnestly instructed the beautiful girls in front of her.

These girls, like her, have outstanding looks and tall figures.

Wearing uniform purple skirts and high-heeled boots, just standing here attracted a lot of people's attention.

For today, she has practiced many times at school.

Whether it is someone who has been rehearsed a long time ago, or a girl who has just joined as a peripheral member, she has made proper arrangements.

"This quality, the All-Star lineup?"

People at the University of Chicago lamented the high quality of the girls at the Kassel Academy.

"Understood!"

Under the command of the troupe leader, all the members of the dance troupe answered together with a nice voice.

There are also two members of the foreign school mixed in.

It was Su Xiaoqiao and her friend Tia who came to Lu Ming to cheer him on.

Under Lu Mingfei's back door, the two who desperately wanted to experience this luxurious lineup successfully infiltrated the dance troupe as temporary members.

It's just that under Su Xiaoqiao's superb appearance, Lucia lined her up with Xia Mi at the front of the line, and was one of the main dances in the later dances.

Of course, dancing is not difficult, she and Xia Mi just simply rotate to do a few movements, in order to show the good looks that crush all parties.

At the same time, standing in the other direction, a team that was completely opposite to them also arrived.

It was a group of girls in lace white dresses, each standing straight as if they were going to battle.

The leader is Chen Motong, the head of the organization department of the student union.

In order to suppress the gradually rising momentum of the Lionheart Dance Troupe, Chen Motong, who is also very capable of fighting, is in charge himself.

In addition to Chen Motong, this lineup is the lace white dress girl group personally selected by Caesar.

In the past, when the Lionheart Club was in decline, this dance troupe almost selected the most beautiful girls among the freshmen that year.

It is the most shining pearl in all departments of the student union.

The enemies were very red when they met, the two dance troupes of the past, and today's cheerleading squads, as if the two armies were fighting, and everyone straightened their bodies.

Try to directly subdue the opponent with a proud body!

It's just that after playing on the façade of the two elite troops, the opposing sides are at peace.

The University of Chicago's self-organized cheerleading groups are in dire straits.

Under the two completely different momentum on the opposite side, they were not only ignored by everyone, but even their spirit was suppressed.

"The spiritual pressure of any of our teams far exceeds that of the other side!"

Standing on the beach with a windsurfing board, Lu Mingfei made a comparison with the theory of spiritual pressure.

"Forget about fighting, I will never lose to you in terms of sea sports!"

Caesar, who was not far away, didn't pay attention to the situation outside the field, he just paid attention to Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang's every move.

In his eyes, only these two people are his confidants.

Even the president of the windsurfing club, Dilumudo, who won the windsurfing championship last year, only paid a little attention.

After all, not every president of the windsurfing club has the strength of Ye Sheng.

"Alas, when it comes to cheerleading, our school is still a head shorter than ever."

The president of the windsurfing club at the University of Chicago placed his gear at the junction of the water and the beach, and sighed as he looked at the cheerleaders on both sides.

"One head? I think this is directly shorter! The vice president on the side complained.

"I remember that in the past few years, although the quality of the cheerleading team at the Kassel Academy was much higher than ours, it was not so outrageous!

Forget about a top-notch group, today's game actually made up two!

Even those small groups that are not organized are stronger than ours.

Is this a school that specializes in beauty pageants?"

The vice president complained frantically that he lost half of the game before he even started, and he felt like there was no one left.

"Isn't that our school flower, why is she on the side of the Kassel Academy?"

One of the contestants pointed to Su Xiaoqiao and asked.

"Damn, is this also going to kill people?"

Suddenly mourning is everywhere.

In the very different atmospheres of the two sides, all the participants walked towards the starting place with their windsurfing boards.

The long distance race is 27 kilometres and is covered in a single run.

The starting course is at the point where the lake floods the calf, and the finish line is at a landmark point on Brador's beach, and the first to reach the finish line wins.

Amid the cheers and cheers of the cheerleaders in short skirts in the back, Lu Mingfei walked into Lake Michigan.

It wasn't until the lake flooded his knees that Lu Mingfei stopped.

At this time, there were hundreds of people entering the lake, of which the University of Chicago accounted for more than half, and the Kassel Academy filled the rest.

No way, although the students of the Kassel Academy are very positive, because they are all mixed-race, the whole school is less than half of each other.

"Ming Fei, come on!"

In the audience area, Ye Sheng and Aki kept waving their hands towards Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei also turned his head and smiled at them.

It can be seen that after going through the Kuimen plan, the relationship between the two of them is getting better and better.

I heard that they are going to get married after going back this time.

"Why, it's obviously me first."

The current president of the Kassel Academy is Dilumudo.

Seeing the former president Ye Sheng cheering up Lu Mingfei, vice president of the Lionheart Association, his heart hurt.

The voice of President Ye Sheng's encouragement in the past is still echoing in my mind.

Di Lumudo decided that in this event, he must press Lu Mingfei behind him in this field that he is good at.

Let Ye Sheng, the former president, take a look at whose windsurfing skills are the best!

"Honestly, they're really here to compete, not to be handsome?"

The people at the University of Chicago looked at the Kassel students who were so different from them with a strange expression.

Unlike them, they are heavily armed.

The group in Kassel were giggling before the game.

The average person has bare shorts per capita, and his body is as toned as if he has taken hormones.

In addition to these, those unprofessional postures are also a major feature, and it looks like it has only been training for a few days.

"If half of this group can overtake me, I'll eat my windsurfing board on the spot!"

glanced at the other party's cheerleaders jealously, and someone said angrily.

"It's nothing to be handsome, next, let them see what a real man is!"

It's game on!

At the sound of an order, the University of Chicago skaters climbed onto their windsurfing boards.

They grabbed the rope and pulled the sails, but they were also watching the amateur competitors in Kassel.

Unlike when they bend their knees and grab the sail rope with their hands alternately and slowly pull it out of the water.

The bare-shouldered men jumped on the windsurfing board without looking at the midline.

When they went up, they just pulled back with one hand, and the sail was raised, and it was not as laborious as they did.

"This school, athletes per capita?"

The crowd at the University of Chicago was stunned.

They watched hundreds of Kassel students in the same area unfurl their sails in unison, and it was a spectacular sight!

Amidst the cheering of the various dance troupes and group cheerleaders of the Kassel Academy.

Members of the Lionheart and Student Council stepped on their windsurfing boards like light seabirds galloping across the lake.

After the students at the University of Chicago officially set sail, they found that their opponents had distanced themselves considerably.

At the same time, one by one drones took off under the control, following the people in front of them to shoot videos.

The cheers of Su Xiaoqiao, Lucia and the others gradually faded away, and Lu Mingfei had already left the departure area.

Next he needs to navigate the windsurf board during the race, by controlling the direction of the sail and the wind force to make the windsurf move as fast as possible and through different areas.

Lu Mingfei stepped on the wide windsurf board and stood against the wind, he felt as if he was a fish in the sea now, he could swim freely.

Feeling the wind coming from the pavement, he held the sail pole in one hand.

Under his control, the windsurf board seems to be given life, and even when it reaches the windward area, it does not slow down.

His body trembled slightly at the sound of the fierce wind crashing against his sails, like a sea eagle with its wings spread far away from the large army behind.

It didn't take long for the only people who could keep up with him at this moment to Chu Zihang, Caesar, Dilumudo and Lancelot.

Oh, and there's also Fingal, who is stronger than everyone else and wears pink beach pants.

His windsurfing board is as coquettish as the color of his shorts.

These people can be ranked in the first echelon, relying on either technology or extraordinary physical strength.

Then there are the members of the windsurfing club and the Lionheart Student Council in Kassel.

As for the group of people in Chicago, except for the president and vice president of the windsurfing club, they are all hovering in the third echelon.

"Fingal?"

Caesar looked at the Minister of Information, who was not far from him, and was shocked.

Didn't he say that he had only watched the instructional video the day before the competition?

It's like only learning for one day, and in his opinion, he is at least a veteran who has played for a few years.

"Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?" Caesar pondered for a moment and came to this conclusion, "Interesting. ”

"Not surprisingly, what this guy wants is either the manor or the right to choose a mate."

Caesar, who thought he knew his discipline better, thought.

"Hey, Fingal."

Caesar, who didn't mind that his men had hidden skills, shouted loudly as he rode the wind and waves:

"As a member of the student council, if you can win this competition or finish in the top two with me.

In addition to the manor in England, I'll give you a car worthy of the manor! ”

As the saying goes, a lot of money makes a hero, and all he wants is to make Fingal go all out.

"The boss is heroic!"

Hearing Caesar's mission, Fingal bared his big white teeth and raised his thumb high.

Rat me, I'm going to get serious!

Under the sturdy body, there is a soul that is not willing to be ordinary!

Passing through the windward and downwind areas, they threw the troops in the rear far away and came to the long-distance competition area.

It's a track that takes up about two-thirds of the total distance by galloping forward to reach the finish line.

It can be said that the game officially started at this moment.

Those who are still chasing behind have clearly lost their way to victory.

When the big waves came, Lu Mingfei and the others rose to the waves, they shuttled between the flying waves, and glided in the stronger and stronger winds.

Those waves that were supposed to devour everyone actually became an acceleration boost one by one under their manipulation!

"It's not about technology at all, it's brute force!"

Dilumu, who was closest to several people, had a headache.

His fears were fulfilled.

According to the level of previous competitions and the weather, he only needs to play normally with both strength and technique, and it is not difficult to win the championship.

He's afraid that the weather conditions here will go wrong.

Know that at some point, technology doesn't make up for everything.

In times of high winds and waves, even half-breeds struggle to cope with this natural might.

But these people around him are different, not to mention Lu Mingfei, even Lancelot, who has the lowest bloodline, is at the level of A-level.

Oh no, how did Fingal keep up?

"Walk you!"

Seeing a big wave coming, the muscles of Fingal's arms tensed, so he turned his head around the windsurf board and borrowed force from the side.

Chu Zihang also tugged suddenly, and then burst in.

"This is the real game."

Caesar smiled and followed.

Except for Dilumudo, a B-class one, everyone rushed out of this huge wave.

"I'm #¥%......&"

Dilumudo choked on a mouthful of water and grunted.

"Look, Lu Mingfei is the first now!"

Looking at the image transmitted by the drone, Su Xiaoqiao, who had finished dancing, shook Xia Mi's shoulder and said.

"Hey, it's Senior Brother Chu who I'm going to cheer on, I'm not welcome if you do this again!"

Xia Mi said with a little tiger tooth.

"Oh."

After Su Xiaoqiao replied, he turned his head and shook Tia.

"Senior Brother Lu, it's really the strongest!"

Lucia was not as excited as Little Tiannu, she just silently cheered for Lu Mingfei in her heart.

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I don't know when, Lu Mingfei found that his heartbeat had merged with the beating of the waves and the whistling of the wind.

At this moment, all he saw was the endless lake and the white canvas flying high in the sky.

It wasn't his own deliberate behavior, he naturally entered such a state.

The skills learned from Ye Sheng seemed to be integrated at this moment.

"What's the situation, Lu Mingfei is not only physically strong, but also so fierce?"

Seeing Lu Mingfei easily control the slapping water, Caesar was taken aback.

"It should be the legendary man-board unity."

Chu Zihang guessed coldly.

After all, when he used to ride a bicycle in middle school, he had the feeling of being one with the bike.

In this feeling, the whole person is like an arm driving the bicycle.

"What the hell is the unity of man and board, why haven't I heard of it?" Dilumudo gave chase in the rear.

At this moment, in their eyes, Lu Mingfei's sail shadow was like a black spear passing through the waves that rushed towards them.

The white wavy of the tail of the board is like the smoke and dust raised by the horse's hooves, and every time he sprints, he is challenging the limits of the wind.

He trampled on all obstacles like a knight.

In the rear, Caesar could even hear the clatter of Lu Mingfei's board gliding on the water, which was the sound of the board smashing into the water at high speed.

It's like flying on the water. (End of chapter)