Chapter 157 You Are Not Fighting One Person, But Eight
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De Yun Si Sao Di Seng
"Ding, the task is announced, the provocation of the scumbag."
"Requirement: Please ask the host to completely end the hope of the scumbags, and win the [-]-meter trapeze battle."
"Reward: Xueba value +888..."
Hehe, I'm waiting for your words!
"Don't be discouraged, the other party is a sports student." Xu Yue, the physical education teacher, came to Qin Luo and comforted him: "But don't worry, you just haven't experienced systematic training. As long as you surpass Zhang Lei after training, it's only a matter of time."
"Teacher, don't worry, I will win." After speaking, Qin Luo walked to the table tennis table.
Qin Luo prefers table tennis to running.
"What's the situation?" Xu Yue was a little confused. He wanted to say that if he started training now, he would definitely defeat Zhang Lei, but what about Qin Luo?
He didn't give her any chance at all.
Are all academic masters so capricious?As a physical education teacher, Xu Yue was very confused.
Time flies so fast, almost in the blink of an eye, the weekend is over.
Sports will come as scheduled.
One project after another was competed one after another. The winners came from different backgrounds, but there was one thing that was the same. The champions were almost all sports students.
In this kind of sports meeting, the advantages of trained students like sports students are really too great.
"Oh, I lost again!" A group of students from Class [-] and [-] were dejected.
The table tennis competition was originally the event they had the most hope of winning the championship, but by coincidence, they met a sports student.
In just ten minutes, the contestants in the third and seventh classes of high school were bloodbathed.
"This is simply cheating! Sports students should form a separate group." This is the inner cry of the scumbags.
"Next is the 100-meter sprint, please get ready..." At this time, the voice of the meeting came from the school's radio.
Everyone was shocked in their hearts, and then covered their faces one after another.
It's a big shame now...
Of course, Qin Luo didn't care about the doubts of the scumbags.
After shaking his hands, Qin Luo walked towards the track.
"Boy, it's still too late for you to admit defeat." Zhang Lei walked over unsteadily.
Qin Luo took a serious look at him and said, "Idiot!"
"You! Okay, you wait for me." Zhang Lei waited angrily for Qin Luo, then turned and walked towards his track.
Ben Xueba admits that you are awesome, but no matter how awesome you are, have you passed the system?
As a sprint level LV3, Qin Luo's strength has already stood at the top of high school students!
Ignoring Zhang Lei, Qin Luo walked towards the track.
Qin Luo's track is the first track on the far right. This is also the track most likely to be influenced by other players, but he doesn't care at all.
With four fingers together and hands on the ground, arms shoulder-width apart, eyes on the starting line, the knees on the back feet on the ground, and the soles of both feet close to the starting frame, Qin Luo made a perfect starting posture.
Seeing Qin Luo's movements, Zhang Lei let out a light "Huh", but then shook his head disdainfully.
So what if the action is standard?Strength is the only factor that determines victory or defeat.
And there is one more crucial thing, the 9 people participating in the competition, except for Qin Luo, the others are all from their physical training team.
In other words, Qin Luo was not fighting with him alone, but with 8 people!
Unless a miracle happens, no, even if a miracle happens, he can't win the championship?Zhang Lei sneered in his heart.
"preparation!"
"Bang!" The starting gun roared.
Nine people shot away like sharp swords.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Luo was left far behind.
"Requirement: Please ask the host to completely end the hope of the scumbags, and win the [-]-meter trapeze battle."
"Reward: Xueba value +888..."
Hehe, I'm waiting for your words!
"Don't be discouraged, the other party is a sports student." Xu Yue, the physical education teacher, came to Qin Luo and comforted him: "But don't worry, you just haven't experienced systematic training. As long as you surpass Zhang Lei after training, it's only a matter of time."
"Teacher, don't worry, I will win." After speaking, Qin Luo walked to the table tennis table.
Qin Luo prefers table tennis to running.
"What's the situation?" Xu Yue was a little confused. He wanted to say that if he started training now, he would definitely defeat Zhang Lei, but what about Qin Luo?
He didn't give her any chance at all.
Are all academic masters so capricious?As a physical education teacher, Xu Yue was very confused.
Time flies so fast, almost in the blink of an eye, the weekend is over.
Sports will come as scheduled.
One project after another was competed one after another. The winners came from different backgrounds, but there was one thing that was the same. The champions were almost all sports students.
In this kind of sports meeting, the advantages of trained students like sports students are really too great.
"Oh, I lost again!" A group of students from Class [-] and [-] were dejected.
The table tennis competition was originally the event they had the most hope of winning the championship, but by coincidence, they met a sports student.
In just ten minutes, the contestants in the third and seventh classes of high school were bloodbathed.
"This is simply cheating! Sports students should form a separate group." This is the inner cry of the scumbags.
"Next is the 100-meter sprint, please get ready..." At this time, the voice of the meeting came from the school's radio.
Everyone was shocked in their hearts, and then covered their faces one after another.
It's a big shame now...
Of course, Qin Luo didn't care about the doubts of the scumbags.
After shaking his hands, Qin Luo walked towards the track.
"Boy, it's still too late for you to admit defeat." Zhang Lei walked over unsteadily.
Qin Luo took a serious look at him and said, "Idiot!"
"You! Okay, you wait for me." Zhang Lei waited angrily for Qin Luo, then turned and walked towards his track.
Ben Xueba admits that you are awesome, but no matter how awesome you are, have you passed the system?
As a sprint level LV3, Qin Luo's strength has already stood at the top of high school students!
Ignoring Zhang Lei, Qin Luo walked towards the track.
Qin Luo's track is the first track on the far right. This is also the track most likely to be influenced by other players, but he doesn't care at all.
With four fingers together and hands on the ground, arms shoulder-width apart, eyes on the starting line, the knees on the back feet on the ground, and the soles of both feet close to the starting frame, Qin Luo made a perfect starting posture.
Seeing Qin Luo's movements, Zhang Lei let out a light "Huh", but then shook his head disdainfully.
So what if the action is standard?Strength is the only factor that determines victory or defeat.
And there is one more crucial thing, the 9 people participating in the competition, except for Qin Luo, the others are all from their physical training team.
In other words, Qin Luo was not fighting with him alone, but with 8 people!
Unless a miracle happens, no, even if a miracle happens, he can't win the championship?Zhang Lei sneered in his heart.
"preparation!"
"Bang!" The starting gun roared.
Nine people shot away like sharp swords.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Luo was left far behind.
