Zhang Xushao saw Li's strange behavior and turned to look at the venue, and then his eyes showed surprise.
The guy he hated in the field had already caught up with the neighboring group and was now ranked twelfth out of the thirteen physical education school players, and was showing a trend of surpassing those in front.
"Which lap is it now?" Zhang Xushao called over a student who was in charge of counting laps and asked.
"It's the fifth lap, almost into the sixth lap."
Zhang Xushao took a deep breath and said to the student, "Go to the track and tell Tang Zhuang to have someone stop that guy and not let him get ahead."
The student turned around and went to the drying side. When the athletes from the sports school passed by again, he told Pingtou Zhang Xushao's instructions.
Flat-headed Tang Zhuang didn't really pay attention to the situation behind him. He turned around after hearing the coach's instructions and saw that Wan Feng was now in the eleventh position.
Three athletes from the sports school have already been left behind by him.
"Pass it back and block that guy."
The instructions were passed down one by one. When it reached the tenth place, the three runners from the sports school ranked ninth, tenth and fifth suddenly changed from running in a straight line to running side by side, occupying three lanes at once.
Being pressed down increases the difficulty for Wan Feng to surpass him.
Wan Feng had a blank expression on his face. All this was within his expectations. When the people from the sports school found out that he was catching up, they would definitely block his way.
Wan Feng followed the one in the middle of the three sports school players running side by side in front of him.
"Student in front, your pants are open, your butt is exposed, and you're still running so hard. You're so white!"
Wan Feng said slowly.
The sports school player in front of him hurriedly reached back to touch him.
"It's not there, it's here. Oops, I'm wrong. Come here, let me show you where it is."
The hands of the sports school team members finally touched the position indicated by Wan Feng, but nothing seemed to happen.
"No!"
"Nothing? Feel around again, and you'll definitely find it." In this moment, Wan Feng had already passed by the team member, and did not forget to remind him to look carefully.
The sports school player couldn't find the crotch opening of his pants. When he was about to ask the kind-hearted person who told him where the crotch opening was, he found that the person had already run to the sixth position.
Something seems to be wrong?
Zhang Xushao, sitting on the stage, was practically pissed. What were those three guys doing? They actually let that jerk pass them so brazenly!
The race is now entering the end of the sixth lap, and Wan Feng is in sixth place.
After Wan Feng surpassed three sports school students ranked in the 80th and 90th places, he surpassed two more at lightning speed. Now there were only five sports school players left in front of him.
The race has now entered the seventh lap.
Tang Zhuang looked back and was surprised. The guy he disliked was not blocked but rose to sixth place... Oh, not fifth place. The moment he turned around, Wan Feng surpassed another person.
"Stop him, or knock him down."
The three people behind Tang Zhuang immediately separated and slowed down to move towards Wan Feng from the left, middle and right directions. Their plan was simple: to squeeze Wan Feng out of the track and then judge Wan Feng for violating the rules, even if it meant sacrificing one person.
Soon the three players from the sports school approached Wan Feng. They did not block Wan Feng in the same way as the three people did before, but they double-teamed Wan Feng and tried to force him off the track.
The three of them coordinated perfectly and occupied an ideal position. It was obvious that this was not the first time they had done this.
Wan Feng was trapped by three people and taken away from the runway. Because he was not as tall as the others, he almost disappeared in the encirclement of the three people from a distance.
Everything was going according to their rehearsal, and it seemed that Wan Feng would be taken out of the runway in the next second.
But they ignored Wan Feng's determination and strength. Although he was not as tall as the others, in terms of physical strength, Wan Feng was no worse than those sports school players who had been doing track and field training all year round, and in terms of agility, he was even better.
At this moment, a strange thing happened and Wan Feng suddenly stopped.
His sudden stop caught the three people from the sports school off guard, especially the one behind Wan Feng, who bumped into Wan Feng headfirst.
Taking advantage of this collision and the momentary distraction of the three people, Wan Feng's body suddenly started and rushed out from between the two people in front of him like a wild horse with prolapsed anus.
All this happened in the blink of an eye. By the time the three sports school team members came to their senses, Wan Feng had already increased his speed to the maximum and was five meters away from them.
"Chase!"
The three guys felt a little regretful. Why not just come up and risk their lives to drag this guy out by themselves? This time, everything is gone.
At this point, the distance to the finish line is only about one lap.
Since Wan Feng had increased his speed, there was no possibility of slowing down. He strode towards the last target, Pingtou. About twenty meters later, he appeared behind Pingtou Tangzhuang.
He was not going to give Tang Zhuang any more chances, so he just looked at his own taillights.
Tang Zhuang was still running furiously when suddenly a gust of wind blew past him and a voice said, "Run, idiot!"
Tang Zhuang took a closer look and immediately became furious.
That bastard actually passed by him like the wind and ran ahead, his speed was like a sprint.
These idiots couldn't even stop this guy!
Tang Zhuang immediately started to accelerate. Although he was still about a lap away from the sprint, he couldn't wait any longer. If he waited any longer, that bastard would be first.
Tang Zhuang strode forward and chased madly, but a strange thing happened. During the chase, not only did he not shorten the distance, but the distance between him and the opponent became increasingly larger.
Tangzhuang was the 3,000-meter champion of the northern three counties this spring, but at this moment he watched in despair as the guy he hated rode away and crossed the finish line more than a hundred meters ahead of him.
There was jubilation at Jiangwei School.
Xu Bin looked at the dumbfounded Li Guang with even greater arrogance: "Haha! Sports school! What's so great about a sports school? It was still shot down by my brother."
The entire stadium was as lively as a boiling pot.
"A group of people from a large school haven't outrun an ordinary student?"
"Who is this guy? Why does he look so familiar? He looks like the guy selling popsicles." Someone recognized Wan Feng.
"Holy crap! I didn't expect this smooth-talking popsicle vendor to be so fast. Did he learn this from selling popsicles?"
Compared with the lively atmosphere on the playground, Zhang Xushao had a dejected look on his face. Half an hour ago, he told Li Yi that any one of his students could beat Wan Feng by a mile. Ten minutes ago, he boasted to Li that he would lose if the guy could catch up with the last player from his sports school.
But now, not only did he catch up with the last one, he also defeated everyone in the sports school, and crossed the finish line more than 100 meters ahead of the ace of his sports school.
How can this guy run so fast? Does he have three lungs?
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