Football Kung Fu Player

Wang Xing and Yao Bin changed into a pair of running shoes for track and field, and they were very satisfied with running in place.

"Well, once these shoes are worn, at least they can be improved by 1 or 2 seconds..."

Wang Xing feels very good about himself. He has never felt so refreshed in his life...

"You got it!"

Yao Bin couldn't stand it anymore, and gave his best friend a blank look: "Let me tell you, don't run too fast at the beginning, otherwise, you will lose badly!"

He could only try his best not to embarrass his brother too much.

Wang Xing waved his hand and walked directly into the infield. Obviously, these words did not catch his ear at all.

"Hey……"

Yao Bin sighed and looked at Lin Lang. Although he was very upset, he also knew that this guy's strength was right there, 11 seconds 10... He couldn't surpass this score no matter what.

I hope Lao Wang won't lose too badly!

...

"Old Chen, this student has never studied track and field, has he? Look at his starting posture... like a layman..."

A teacher from Tsinghua University looked at Coach Chen with some puzzlement.

Coach Chen smiled: "It's okay, just watch him start!"

"Oh? Did you find anything?"

"Well, I hope I'm not mistaken..."

The scene of Wang Xing's sudden impact just now appeared in front of Coach Chen's eyes again, with a look of anticipation on his face.

Snapped!

At this time, the starting gun sounded, and Wang Xing started instantly... But, it was still a beat slower.

No way, the people next to him are all professionally trained track and field athletes, and except for running the 100-meter track and field in physical education class, Wang Xing basically spends the rest of his time on games and studies. He knows nothing about track and field at all. , so this slow response is also common sense.

"Old Chen, it's a waste of time for you to let this kind of student play. His reaction is too slow, and he is still distracted when the starting gun is fired..."

A teacher couldn't help complaining, and Lao Chen frowned. To be honest, Wang Xing's initial performance could no longer be described as bad, but a mess.

That start, a track and field coach couldn't bear to look directly at it!

Coach Chen shook his head: "Hey, did I miss it just now?!"

Sighing, Coach Chen was not ready to look at Wang Xing's next results. The moment he lowered his head, he saw the teacher next to him who said Wang Xing just now, and his mouth instantly opened into an O shape. Surprised even after eating a few eggs.

"Ok?"

Coach Chen couldn't help being stunned, and quickly raised his head to look at the runway, his eyes burst open suddenly: "What, so fast?!"

...

On the track, Wang Xing felt that he was different.

He only felt that his body was extremely relaxed, as if he was about to float... Every time he kicked the ground, he could feel endless power coming from his legs. He has never touched this feeling before, he only feels that every bone, every drop of blood, and even every cell in his body is jumping happily.

Swish Swish Swish!

The small trees flying by on both sides told Wang Xing that his speed was so fast that he could even vaguely feel that he seemed to be flying.

Ashamed to say, in his previous life, Wang Xing was a middle-aged otaku, and he lacked a lot of exercise, so sports has always been his weakness.

Fighting fiercely is also because he is much more courageous than ordinary people.

But now, he actually felt a strong sense of power in his body!

The moment he just started running, Wang Xing saw the "Marrow Washing Sutra" in the personal interface in front of him - "Shenzutong" seemed to light up.

Without hesitation, he clicked "Shenzutong" directly!

Suddenly, a warm current rushed from his dantian to his legs... Then he couldn't help but rushed out.

Although the start was slower than others, Lin Lang and other contestants had already surpassed him by more than one position.

But as the warm current from the dantian reached the soles of his feet, Wang Xing shot out instantly like a long arrow that had been drawn to the full bowstring.

Yes, shoot!

In the eyes of Coach Chen, Wang Xing directly turned into an invisible afterimage. To be honest, he has been engaged in track and field for half his life. He has never seen such a fast athlete. Players don't have such a strong impact and explosive power.

It was as if the whole person was ejected.

"It's too strong... This explosive power is simply inhuman!"

Coach Chen has already stood up, with a look of excitement and excitement, as if he has seen the future of Chinese track and field.

And the teacher next to him was also staring at Wang Xing, not knowing if the pen in his hand fell on the table.

All the teachers were dumbfounded.

But Yao Bin was the most dumbfounded.

Wang Xing's track and field strength, he knows best, but it can no longer be described as "bad".

But now, this guy...although the start was quite unbearable, but the speed of sprinting out was like a cheetah galloping to hunt, pulling out afterimages, and Yao Bin's eyeballs almost bulged out.

It's too fast!

He was so fast that he couldn't restrain his heart. When did this kid have such a fast sprint speed?

Yao Bin couldn't figure it out.

...

At this moment, the 100 meters has run 30 meters, Wang Xing caught up with the three contestants in an instant, and then, in the next ten meters, Wang Xing has already surpassed the other three, keeping pace with Lin Lang!

"what?!"

Lin Lang looked at a black shadow that suddenly appeared beside him, and thought he was hallucinating.

But in the next moment, that black shadow had directly surpassed him and arrived in front of him.

"How is it possible?! Who is this guy?"

Lin Lang couldn't believe it was true.

I was actually overtaken by others?

And that guy's speed is still soaring, getting faster and faster!

The distance between the two is getting farther and farther.

Lin Lang was a little heartbroken... because he had already seen clearly the guy who surpassed him.

It's him!

The guy who wants to avenge Yao Bin...

"Impossible! How could he have such a powerful speed..."

Lin Lang was a little hysterical, but at this moment he saw Wang Xing, who was sprinting ahead, suddenly turned his head and smiled at him, that smile was full of contempt.

"It's actually...you can turn back..."

Lin Lang was stunned.

turn back!

This is the most arrogant and provocative action in track and field competitions.

The world's number one flying man, Bolt, likes to look back at the finish line, as if admiring a group of losers following him...Of course, it's 2003, and Bolt hasn't become famous yet, but Wang Xing's Looking back and smiling, Lin Lang was still extremely shocked.

This is a silent oath, an oath of his absolute strength.

"I'm fighting with you!"

Lin Lang didn't know where a gust of energy came from, and he suddenly exerted all his strength and started to accelerate desperately.

Lin Lang exerted all his breastfeeding strength.

But he found in despair that the distance between himself and Wang Xing, even if he tried his best, was still getting farther and farther...

"How could it be so fast?!"

Lin Lang roared in his heart, and the next moment, his eyes were about to burst.

Because of Wang Xing, he has already approached the finish line of the 100 meters.

Swish!

Wang Xing rode Juechen and crossed the finish line in an instant.

"What's the score?"

Coach Chen suddenly yelled at the recorder, the expression on his face could already be described as ferocious.

The recorder was so taken aback that the guys behind Lin Lang didn't have time to press the stopwatch.

Tread Tread——

Coach Chen has already quickly walked to the side of the recorder, and impatiently snatched the stopwatch from the recorder's hand. When he raised his hand, he was stunned...

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