Chapter 322 Lore?!(1/4)
Wang Yan’s track is No. 4, in the center.
Wang Yi is on the No. 2 track and Hu Weidong is on the No. 8.
He posed, supported the ground with both hands, and silently recited the technical key points that Gong Feiyu carefully taught. The eldest young master gradually cut off the distracting thoughts in his heart and his mind became blank.
Sprinting does not require a brain, give your body to instinct!
"preparation……"
"Bang!"
As soon as the gun was fired, Wang Yan kicked out like a conditioned reflex.
Take the first step, your body leans forward violently, your center of gravity is completely pressed in front of you, and you rush hard with inertia.
Out of the corner of his eye, the white shadow on the left was a little slower, about half a position behind.
I start faster!
Young Master Wang was sure, and then quickly restrained his distracting thoughts, focused on the finish line, and ran wildly.
In the overlooking view of the rostrum, Wang Yi's white, Wang Yan's Chinese red, and Hu Weidong's black black, almost went hand in hand, entangled in a straight line.
The students in Class 1 suddenly exploded and shouted various cheering slogans.
"Aoah! Come on, brother!"
"Wang Yan, Wang Yan, you are the most handsome, everyone loves the Sweeping Star Master!"
"Wang Yan, Wang Yan, you are the fastest, you will never defeat the world!"
"Wang Yan Niu Bi, you are invincible!"
"Aoaoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Wang Yan was wearing a Chinese red sprint vest, with the same style of energy-collecting tightening pants on the lower body. He was 178 tall, but his two long legs looked more than one meter away. Under the lifting of the tights, his muscles were as smooth as jelly.
Every step he took was like swinging a giant axe and slashing hard at the girls' hearts.
[Beauty of posture] True heart is a magical skill. Although it does not have a slight bonus to speed, the agility of strength and beauty is mixed with the elegance of a boy, and it is simply so handsome.
Such a magical skill is a waste to give Wang Yan, a lazy guy.
How do you shoot rainbow farts when global media play Yuzuru Hanyu?
Unparalleled art!
great!
A dazzling light!
incredible!
Hanyu takes the sport to another level!
...
Wang Yan plays any kind of exercise with similar beauty, and is not inferior to Yuzuru Hanyu in terms of physical expression.
It's just a lack of technology and it doesn't look that shocking.
If you add real top-level skills, Wang Yan will be the god on the field.
However, the eldest young master was not patient with any exercise. I knew I could be very handsome, but I was lazy.
So, basically no one has seen Wang Yan look like when he exercises with all his strength.
Only today, Wang Yan really fought once.
After taking out 100% concentration and handing over the short 100 meters to the body and instinct, Wang Yan's overall harmonious beauty when he ran immediately conquered the audience.
To be honest, they are all a group of local bullies. Who has ever seen such a player?!
Let’s talk about it again if you are happy or not. Anyway, every time Wang Yan takes his legs and swings his arms, his wonderful rhythm and elegance can arouse the greatest enthusiasm of the girls.
He screamed, and couldn't control it at all.
"You little brother, you are so handsome!"
"Come on, school beauty!!!!!!!"
"I want... wuwuwu..."
I won’t mention the one who shouted, but as I shouted, a girl actually cried, which is really amazing.
The game in just 10 seconds was climax from the beginning.
However, putting aside the ultimate trick of flirting with girls and returning to the event itself, Mr. Wang's situation began to be a little bad.
The weak advantage of starting was only less than 30 meters. After officially entering the acceleration stage, Wang Yan's weakness of insufficient explosive power began to appear.
It is impossible for humans to accelerate endlessly, and explosive power provides a strong inertia.
In the sprint stage, the last bit of output depends on whether the gradually declining power can be compensated for by inertia.
The 79 points are all attributes very strong, but in the extreme sprint, the explosive power of 79 points is indeed not enough.
Just one second before the line was hit, the white shadow finally took half of the lead from the corner of his eyes and was the first to break through the finish line.
Hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...
After rushing out for more than ten meters, Wang Yan slowly stopped, gasped violently, and looked up at the other side.
The students of the academy rushed up frantically, surrounded Wang Yi, and celebrated frantically.
"Brother Yi, he's so handsome!"
"Aoaoaoaoao! We are the champions! Brother Yi, you won the championship!"
Lost?
Wang Yan's mind was blank for a moment, and a feeling of loss surged into his heart with irresistible feelings.
Although he was ready to accept all the results calmly, Wang Yan still felt unavoidably uncomfortable when the champion really changed hands.
It will be uncomfortable if you are a person.
Before Wang Yan could chew for a while, the students from Class 1 rushed up.
"Brother Wang, runner-up!"
"Such handsome boss! Half the mission has been completed!"
"Wow, you really got to run away just now...soCrazy!"
"Squad leader, drink some water! Who is the little maid who is wiping sweat? Hurry up!"
Everyone's enthusiasm was extremely high, and obviously, they were very satisfied with the runner-up result.
Get 10 points and half of the task is completed.
Although the two powerful enemies were defeated by Wang Yi, they had already exceeded expectations after pressing Hu Weidong.
Everyone may have never thought about beating Wang Yi.
If the strength gap is left there, 0.1 second is definitely a natural disaster.
"Let's walk slowly and recover well! In another 20 minutes, there will be a 100-meter relay. The squad leader, just like he ran just now!"
“Put on some clothes!”
"Boss, go quickly and get ready to receive the prize!"
Wang Yan didn't have time to say anything at all, but everyone arranged it clearly, and the whole state of a puppet was in.
Walking around the field for two minutes slowly, the results were out.
Wang Yi's championship, 10.57 seconds.
Wang Yan runner-up, 10.66 seconds.
Hu Weidong's third place, 10.68 seconds.
Today, there was a little headwind, and everyone's performance generally declined, but there was no major change in the result. Wang Yan still seemed to be the same as Hu Weidong, and was 0.1 away from Wang Yi.
OK, I tried my best, but the opponent performed equally well, I accepted it.
Two minutes is enough to restore Wang Yan's peace.
The adjustments and deep thoughts before the game are very meaningful. Wang Yan is very clear about his own understanding, so he does not have an imbalance in his mentality because he won the runner-up.
Next, we will have to fight for another 100-meter relay. A good mentality is very important.
After going around and back to the rostrum, Wang Yan asked casually: "What is the current ranking?"
The building opened its mouth and came: "Hu Weidong's Oil Painting Class 1 currently has 60 points, ranking third. Wang Yi's Education Class 1 has 55 points, ranking fifth. Our class has 51 points, ranking eighth."
Wang Yan felt relieved.
"If you get another 10 points, you can get to fifth place?"
"right!"
Lou Lou nodded excitedly: "No matter who wins first and second place in the 100-meter relay, we will be ranked third anyway. If we get 10 points, we will be ranked 5th!"
To be continued...