Chapter 1638: Instant Kill in the Relay Race (Part 2)

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&nb "Hurry up, hurry up...the 4x400 relay race is about to start! I'm so nervous! I don't know which class can win!"

&nb "The favorite to win the championship this time is Guomao (1) class. Fu Yangxu, the class leader of their class, is so handsome! I have been following him for several days, and he can basically win the rankings in running competitions. (Baidu search updates the fastest and most Stabilize the second-level athletes!"

&nb "Huh? Didn't you say that Lin Feng also played? He is so good, he must be able to take the first place?"

&nb "This is a relay race! Guomao (1) class has the strongest comprehensive strength, basically the champion is theirs..."

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&nbThe contestants had already taken their positions, and even the audience became nervous. Everyone is discussing which class will win this relay race.

&nb "Mr. Wang, the freshmen of your School of Economics are amazing this year! The two classes tied for first place in the total score of the sports meeting are both from your School of Economics! In this relay race, the Guomao (1) class is also the favorite to win the championship ah!"

&nbIn the auditorium, freshman counselors and teachers from several other departments all looked at Wang Yajun enviously and congratulated.

&nb "It's all about the hard work of the students, but isn't the spirit of sports competitions all about friendship first and competition second?"

&nbWang Yajun was also slightly happy in her heart. She looked over, and Lin Feng, who was standing in the last position, couldn't help shouting down: "Lin Feng, come on!"

&nbBeep!

&nbThe referee blew the whistle to start the relay race, and a total of 20 contestants in the class shot out like arrows.

&nbBecause this is a 400-meter relay race, each player is only responsible for running a lap of 400 meters, so everyone did not retain their energy and sprinted forward.

&nb "Come on! Economics (2) class will win!"

&nb "International Trade (1) class is the first...Come on!"

&nb "Come on! Come on..."

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&nbOn the playground,

There was a lot of cheering and cheering from all classes, and the atmosphere was very good. All the contestants were sweating profusely, and they were rushing forward under the sun.

&nbHowever, the strengths of the top players seem to be about the same. Except for the players in Guomao (1) class who are about ten meters ahead, the first players in other classes are all in the same position, forming the players of Guomao (1) class Bearing the brunt while others are considered a large force situation.

&nb "Good job! International Trade (1) class, always strive for the first!"

&nb"Economy (2) class, come on! Fight for the first place..."

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&nbThe first player in the Economic (2) class is the deputy class leader Zhao Zhong. His explosive power is not bad, but compared with the player in the Guomao (1) class, he is still a bit weaker.

&nbThe lap was almost over, and the first bat of Guomao (1) class widened the gap. Compared with the big team, they were almost 50 meters ahead.

&nbHowever, Zhao Zhong held his breath today and decided to win, so when there were still about 100 meters left, he rushed forward fiercely, stood out from the crowd, and tried to shorten the distance with Guomao (1) class. Player distance.

&nb "Bastard! Hurry up! Hurry up... Zhao Zhong is going to catch up..."

&nb Seeing that the handover was about to happen, Zhao Zhong couldn't be allowed to rush up, the second baton of Guomao (1) class hurriedly urged the first baton. Looking back at the first shot, Zhao Zhong was struggling to narrow the gap, and accelerated again desperately, and finally handed over the first shot with a distance of almost 40 meters ahead.

&nb "Okay! That's great. I was 40 meters ahead of Lin Feng's class in the first shot. If this trend continues, when I get here, I'll be 100 meters ahead of them even if I'm not 200 meters ahead."

&nb Fu Yangxu, who was watching the situation all the time, looked smug, looked at Lin Feng who was standing not far from him, and said with a smile: "Lin Feng, your class is doomed to lose this time. Did you see that? The stick is only 40 meters behind, let's see how you catch up... Let me tell you, this gap will continue to widen in the future!"

&nb "Oh? Let's wait and see!"

&nb Lin Feng sneered, and didn't take it seriously. As long as the three batsmen in his class were not a full circle behind, he would have a way to turn the tide. Let Fu Yangxu, an idiot, be complacent for a while first, how complacent he is now, he will be confused for a while.

&nb "Aiya! Gou Sheng, I'm... relying on... relying on you... Hurry up! Go ahead..."

&nbThe explosive power is not bad among the three, and Zhao Zhong is already 40 meters behind. There are quite a lot, and the players in Guomao (1) class and even other classes, the second and third bars are relatively strong.

&nb "What should I do? It's over! This time when the fourth bat is passed to the squad leader, wouldn't it be half a circle late?" Zhao Zhong bent down panting, but his heart was already cold, and he felt This time it is estimated that the relay race will be lost.

&nbIn his opinion, no matter how powerful Lin Feng is, can he still come back from being so far behind?

&nb "Come on! Guomao (1) class, number one! Number one..."

&nb Sure enough, the situation of the next two runs did not exceed Zhao Zhong's expectations. Gou Sheng and Fang Wei ran almost the slowest among all the runners even though they put all their energy into feeding. Zhao Zhong didn't even maintain the slight advantage he had at the beginning.

&nb Gou Sheng is 50 meters behind the second club of Guomao (1) class, Fang Wei is even more behind, and it seems that he is about to hand over the baton. He is 70 meters away from the first class of Guomao (1). Zhong is only 40 meters behind, and the economic (2) class is actually 160 meters behind, which is already almost at the end of the entire team.

&nb "Wow! It's the third best, hey... Isn't Lin Feng's economic (2) class the favorite to win the championship? Why is the economic (2) class second to last?"

&nb "Really! I didn't pay attention to it just now! When the economic (2) class reaches the third round, it is already at the bottom!"

&nb "Oh! The top-ranked International Trade (1) class is about to hand over the fourth bat, and the third bat of the Economic (2) class has just run for a long time. The gap is too big..."

&nb "It seems that this time, the first place must be from the International Trade (1) class. I am still looking forward to seeing Lin Feng's counterattack! This time it is unlikely..."

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&nbThe 400-meter relay race was too fast, and it was time for the fourth leg handover before everyone enjoyed watching it. But at this time, Guomao (1) class was far ahead, almost 70 meters ahead of the second-placed class, and Fang Wei, who was ahead of Economics (2) class, was almost half a lap ahead.

&nb No way, who asked them to participate in a few professional athletes! It is definitely second to none in terms of explosive power, and soon, the fourth player of Guomao (1) class came.

&nb "Haha! Lin Feng, did you see that? The strength of our class is absolutely overwhelming to crush you, and I'm about to set off for the fourth round. And you... I guess after I run to the finish line, you will still Didn't even start!"

&nbSeeing that the fourth team in his class is coming soon, Fu Yangxu shouted triumphantly, in his opinion, his class has already won this match.

&nb "Squad leader! Look at you, we must be number one!"

&nb The third baton from Class 1 of Guomao ran over and handed over the baton to Fu Yangxu. Fu Yangxu turned around very smartly, and then ran out quickly. Although he felt that he was certain to win, he still wouldn't be careless until he reached the finish line, but he also kept an eye on the situation behind him.

&nb "Oh! I didn't see the end, look... the last leg of the fastest running Guomao (1) class has already started, and Lin Feng's side is still half a lap away!"

&nb "It seems that this time, Lin Feng has no way to turn the tide..."

&nb "I thought it would be such a fierce competition! It's an overwhelming victory for Guomao (1) class!"

&nb "It's no wonder, Guomao (1) class is really strong! I hope you don't meet them during the school sports meeting..."

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&nbAfter Fu Yangxu started the fourth round, all the spectators in the stands and on the playground felt that Guomao (1) class had won. After all, Lin Feng and his class were so far behind.

&nb Immediately afterwards, other contestants also handed over the last baton for the sprint one after another, but Fang Wei from the economic (2) class was late, and handed over the baton to Lin Feng with an apologetic expression on his face as if he was about to cry.

&nb "Squad leader! I'm sorry, I... we ran too slowly..."

&nb "It's okay! Fang Wei, isn't this competition over yet? It's not certain who wins and who loses! You have done a good job, let's see what I do next!"

&nbAt this time, the handover baton was in Lin Feng's hands, but Fu Yangxu, who was in the first place, had almost finished half a lap, and there were only the last two hundred meters left, and it took less than half a minute to sprint something happened.

&nb "Haha! I'm finally going to beat that kid Lin Feng once, let's see if he's still convinced this time..."

&nb Just when Fu Yangxu was making the final sprint triumphantly, he suddenly heard the exclamation of the audience.

&nb "Damn it! So fast...Look! It's Lin Feng, how could he run so fast..."

&nb "Damn! Is this still a human? An afterimage! This speed can completely kill those professional runners in the 100-meter race..."

&nb "Catch up... catch up, it's only been more than ten seconds!"

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&nbThe finish line was just around the corner. Feeling the astonished eyes of the audience, Fu Yangxu suddenly felt that something was wrong. When he looked back slightly, he was stunned.

&nb "Lin Feng, he really... caught up?"

&nbIn this instant, Lin Feng had already chased up from behind Fu Yangxu. By the time Fu Yangxu realized it, it was already too late, and the key point was still more than ten meters away, but his speed could no longer be increased. He watched Lin Feng rushing up like a crush.

&nbIn a second, Lin Feng overtook him from behind.

&nbIn the second second, Lin Feng broke through the finish line!

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