king of sprint

Chapter 5 Activated Status Bar
game.

Rousseau's eyes lit up when he heard this word.

He hadn't officially stepped on the track yet, and he was running with others. When he saw the tall man from the provincial team standing beside him, fiddling with the pedals, a kind of unreasonable excitement and excitement grew in his heart. All stamina increased by 2 points.

It seems that the secretion of that 'hormone' can improve physical fitness in a short period of time.

"You don't use the pedals?" the tall one asked him.

"It didn't work." Rousseau shook his head.

"Then I don't need it." The tall man dug out the half-buried pedal and threw it aside. This action aroused Rousseau's favor, but the next sentence of the tall man immediately dissipated the favor.

"In case others say that I bully you~" The tall man smiled at Rousseau, revealing his eight upper and lower teeth that were shining white.

Hey~ Rousseau raised his eyebrows, really wanting to knock out this guy's teeth...

Since it is regarded as a regular game.

Then even the electronic timer is used. Director Shen Peng holds the starting gun at the starting point, the coach is the referee at the finish line, and all the boys from the track and field team are watching and cheering. Show your face and destroy the prestige of this wild man.

And Rousseau has Lu Xiaoyu as a cheerleader.

"Brother~ I believe in you, he can't even catch up with your exhaust!" Lu Xiaoyu said.

"What's the exhaust gas? I'm not a car." Lu Suo stroked Lu Xiaoyu's head.

"Okay, irrelevant personnel leave the runway." The coach shouted over there.

Lu Xiaoyu pulled Lu Suo's hand again, signaling her brother to cheer up, at this moment, Lu Xiaoyu suddenly felt Lu Suo's hand, and shook her hard, she looked at her brother in surprise.

At this time, Lu Xiaoyu noticed that Rousseau's expression was a bit weird, his eyes were clearly looking at him, but there was nothing there, as if he was looking at a transparent thing in mid-air.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Lu Xiaoyu asked worriedly.

"No, it's okay." Rousseau shook his head.

It's not all right.

The status bar moved.

After waking up from the status bar, the cursor pattern has been flashing, like a small light spot about to say something, suddenly like a typewriter, jumping out a line of words one after another.

'You're going to play the first game of your life.

This simple runway has thus been given a special meaning.

For winning this game, you will be able to get 1 attribute point.

Now, you look at your opponent.

Find out that he is better than you.

Now, you who are not willing to fail, how do you plan to choose?
1. To provoke him; 2. To run away; 3. To break his legs. '

What the hell?

The status bar, which Rousseau always thought was just an auxiliary panel, was actually activated during his first semi-official match, and it also gave him three choices, so...

"Are you ready?" At this time, the director who was the starter was already asking the two of them.

"Okay!" Tian Shiwei raised his hand to signal.

"Okay..." Rousseau couldn't delay any longer, so he could only raise his hand as a signal.

Squat start.

Rousseau stared at the runway in front of him.

Get rid of all distracting thoughts in your mind.

win.

As long as you win, you can say anything.

Not only did he want to run under 12 seconds, but he also wanted to win.

It was only when another competitor was standing beside him that Rousseau realized that his desire for victory was so fierce. His heart seemed to be boiling with a pot of boiling water, but his mind was terribly calm. The world was condensed into a runway in front of him. Here, he has to win.

Snapped!
The starting gun sounds.

Rousseau started, but as soon as he started, he found that the big man around him was one step faster than him.

Oops.

Rousseau realized that the opponent started faster than himself.

He began to accelerate violently, draining every ounce of strength in his body, bones, and blood, and rushed forward, so his pace accelerated, and he immediately kept pace with the opponent.

But Director Shen Peng and the coach who watched this scene frowned. They could tell that Rousseau's rhythm was out of order.

Sure enough, at [-] meters, Rousseau was still level with the opponent. After [-] meters, with every step, Rousseau fell behind by one point. When he was approaching the finish line, Tian Shiwei was already a big step ahead of Rousseau.

"Ahhhh!"

Rousseau let out a loud roar, and rushed forward again. As a result, his posture was out of balance, and he fell to the ground with a somersault. His body was very flexible, and he rolled forward to avoid more serious injuries, but at this time Tian Shiwei had already crossed the finish line .

11 seconds 56.

Not Tian Shiwei's best result.

But he still won.

And Rousseau did not score because of the fall.

Oh ~
The boys from the track and field team wanted to cheer for Tian Shiwei, but they were driven back by the coach's stern action and eyes. The coach ran over and squatted beside Rousseau, touched his knees and legs, and asked him, "Does it hurt?" Hurt? Is there anything wrong?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's all right..." Rousseau had already moved a little bit just now, and he was sure that he was all right, but his heart was hurting, as if he had been punched hard by someone. The heart-warming pain was still the kind of pain that he couldn't breathe out. , because, he lost, he has no right to complain about pain.

"Brother!" Lu Xiaoyu also ran over at this time.

"It's okay." Rousseau patted Lu Xiaoyu's head.

"It's fine." The coach and Lu Xiaoyu said at the same time.

"It ran well, but it was a bit worse than me." Tian Shiwei leaned over and said at this time.

"One more time." Rousseau looked at Tian Shiwei and said.

"What?" Tian Shiwei didn't hear clearly.

"I said do it again, do you dare?" Rousseau asked, staring at Tian Shiwei with an imposing manner.

Tian Shiwei felt that his memory was blurred, he was the one who won just now, right?Why is this guy in front of him as confident as if he didn't lose, and his voice is still so loud?
"Coach, how about we compete again?" Rousseau looked at the coach again, "I didn't play well at the start just now, give me another chance."

"You and Tian Shiwei have obvious differences in skill and speed. After all, he has practiced track and field for five years, so..." The coach felt that it was meaningless, and the result was the same several times.

"The young man is quite ambitious, so let's compare. Only by knowing the gap can we overcome the gap." Director Shen Peng spoke at this time, and he looked at Rousseau with a smile.

The barbaric temperament on this kid is rare among athletes, but what is sports? Sports are wars in peacetime, and this kind of barbaric aura is needed. How about civilizing his spirit and brutalizing his body?

"Okay." The coach had no choice but to nod, "You guys rest for another ten minutes."

The bad boys from the track and field team over there started to boo again, asking Tian Shiwei to completely wipe out this wild guy, while Lu Xiaoyu came over to cheer Rousseau on.

"Brother, we just need to join the team, and we don't need to work hard. There will be a long time in the future." Lu Xiaoyu said cautiously, not the tone of "I can't see your exhaust" just now.

"I can win," Rousseau said, smiling from the bottom of his heart. "Running is so much fun."

At this time, new words continued to pop up in the status bar in front of him:
'You lost your first official match in your life.

You realize that you have met an invincible opponent.

So this win is worth 1 attribute point.

What strategy will you choose now to defeat him?
1. To provoke him; 2. To run away; 3. To break his legs. '

(End of this chapter)