Hearing Mu Qingyu's words, Wang Xiang's expression became even more proud.

He held his head up and looked at Lin Haoran with a contempt: "Boy, if you are afraid, just admit defeat, so you can save yourself embarrassment."

The sports students who followed him also looked sarcastic: "Haha, just be aware of your feelings and admit defeat quickly. Go and call your grandson obediently, you can't win."

"You can tell if you can win or not." Lin Haoran looked at them with a plain face.

"Hey, boy, I won't cry until I see the coffin."

"Since you are seeking death yourself, we can't blame you."

Wang Xiang was also angry. Are you looking down on me? Is it possible for you, an ordinary person, to outperform?

He snorted coldly, "Then let's not talk nonsense. Let's go there and start, Liu Ying, you come to be the referee."

"Okay, be prepared."

Wang Xiang and Lin Haoran stood at the starting line at the same time.

Wang Xiang bent down and made a starting action.

He glanced at Lin Haoran in the aftermath and found that Lin Haoran had not even started, and was standing there casually.

Haha, boy, you can't even start the game, and you still want to beat me?

Wang Xiang felt even more disdainful.

The difference between professional and amateur suddenly appears. People who have not received professional training will use standard starting positions.

"preparation--"

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"start!"

Wang Xiang rushed out, like an arrow leaving the string, and rushed towards the finish line with a whirlwind.

But in the blink of an eye, a large part of it had already rushed out.

Wang Xiang felt that he was in very good condition, and seemed to be in better condition than usual when he was in training.

This time I may be able to break through my own record!

Haha, I'm sure to win!

Wang Xiang's face was filled with a smug smile.

In a vague manner, he seemed to have heard the shouts of surprise at his speed by the people around him.

"Huh? Look, what is Lin Haoran doing? Why doesn't he run away?"

"Yes, why did he stand there? Wang Xiang is halfway through."

"Did you give up? Are you going to give up?"

Lin Haoran didn't run away?

Wang Xiang's face was stunned. He resisted the desire to look back and rushed to the scene.

No matter what tricks Lin Haoran wants to play, he won the game first.

As a professional athlete, you must have this kind of concentration.

But the next moment, a shocking scream suddenly sounded.

"I'll go!"

"My day, it's so awesome!"

"This is unscientific! How did he do it!"

Suddenly, the entire playground was stirred up by these exclamations.

What happened again?

Wang Xiang couldn't help it anymore, so he looked back.

Then, when he saw that Wang Xiang was flawed, his eyes widened and looked behind him incredibly.

At this time, there was no figure of Lin Haoran on the runway, only a vague afterimage.

Everyone's eyes were blurred, and Lin Haoran, who was just starting line, disappeared directly!

It appeared more than ten meters away like teleportation.

And it's not over yet!

Continuous teleportation!

It was just a few ups and downs, and Lin Haoran was still at the starting line just now, but he had already arrived at Wang Xiang.

"Class Wang Xiang, come on, don't stop at your feet."

"This...this is impossible! This is definitely not something a human can do."

Wang Xiang was stunned.

The next moment, Lin Haoran suddenly appeared beside Wang Xiang.

"How did it do it?" Lin Haoran looked leisurely and kept at the same speed as Wang Xiang.

He grinned, "Just run fast."

The reaction speed that is faster than a person's eyes seems to be the same as teleportation in others' eyes.

"you!"

Wang Xiang was about to vomit blood, and this calm tone made him feel a sense of frustration.

He turned around, stopped talking, gritted his teeth, and increased his speed again while holding his breath.

There was no use, his face turned red, and Lin Haoran was still following him easily.

There are ten meters away from the finish line.

"Okay, I won't play with you anymore, I'll go first."

Lost.

Wang Xiang's face was decayed.

His speed just now has definitely broken his previous record.

But, so what!

Wang Xiang looked at Lin Haoran blankly.

The referee Liu Ying also stared at Lin Haoran blankly.

The students around were also stunned.

"This speed has broken the world record, right?"

"World Record? Just kidding! Is the world record so fast?"

"He just waited for Wang Xiang to run halfway through. How could a person have that speed!"

...

Everyone looked at Lin Haoran in disbelief.

Looking at their stunned look, Lin Haoran's face was very dull. As a practitioner, his physical fitness has certainly been separated from the category of mortals.

Comparing him with mortals is simply bullying people.

But I can only blame Wang Xiang for being humiliated by himself.

"Okay, grandson, you lose, it's time to fulfill your promise."

Wang Xiang came back from the shock and remembered that the loser would have to run around the school for another ten laps, and at the same time he called me as his grandson.

His face turned red, "No, the one I just did not count."

He was unwilling to accept it.

"Do you want to keep your word?" Lin Haoran looked at him with a slanted eye.

"I... let's compare shot put!"

Wang Xiang was really unwilling to give up, and at the same time he didn't dare to imagine that if he really fulfilled his promise, his reputation would definitely be ruined!

"I was in a bad state just now, but I couldn't run fast because my feet twisted."

Wang Xiang knew very well that he was in good condition just now, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was in his best condition.

But I really don't want to give in.

"Have you twisted your feet?" Lin Haoran glanced at his feet, his face feeling a little playful.

"Okay, then according to what you said, let's compare shot put."
To be continued...