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Chapter 158 The Final Chase
"boom!"

With the sound of the referee's gun, the person who hit the first shot rushed out like an arrow off the string.

Zhao Ya from Class [-] was far ahead and opened the distance, Li Changru from Class [-] followed behind, and the people from Class [-] in the stands burst out with joyful voices.

"See, I said it at the beginning, don't talk too much, we are number one now."

"Let your second class be arrogant, and you still talk about real strength. If you are suppressed by us, I thought it was so powerful."

"That's why, it's better to keep a low profile when it comes to being a person. You might get slapped in the face at any time."

The people in the second class snorted coldly, obviously very unconvinced.

"It's just the first position. What's there to be happy about? There are still three more. The first person to reach the finish line will have the last laugh. It's too early for you to be happy now."

"We let you do this, lest you lose too badly, you don't really think you have the strength to win, do you?"

What he said was really infuriating, so the group simply ignored them, "Okay, then let's wait and see who will have the last laugh."

The situation on the scene was very tense, and the distance between the first, second, third and fourth players was not particularly large. Seeing the players in the second class getting closer and closer, the first class suddenly looked a little bad.

When it was the second time, the people in the second class caught up, and now the people in their class are leading.

Class [-]: "I said don't be too happy too early, we will catch up now, it seems that the victory will definitely belong to us."

"As long as the people in our class make a little shot, they are already at the limit of the field. Your class can't catch up even if you flatter."

"Now you are the ones who are being slapped in the face, and any cow or horse dares to bark like a dog."

The people in the first class are not in the mood to pay attention to them now, and stare at the field without blinking. The distance opened by the second bat is actually not that big. As long as the third bat works a little harder, they can still catch up.

Soon came to the position of the third pole.

However, just when Song Ya was about to start running, the familiar pain came again, even more menacing than before, and cold sweat continued to break out on her forehead.

Oops, why did I lose the chain at this time.

Song Ya gritted her teeth, and took a difficult step. Just such a simple movement has consumed a lot of her strength, but such a speed is undeniable.

Soon No.3 and No.4 behind her gradually surpassed her.

A class of people in the stands also noticed something was wrong.

"What happened to Song Ya?"

"She seems a little uncomfortable."

"No way, why did something go wrong at a critical moment, isn't God just joking with us?"

Even from a distance, Song Ya's pale face could be seen, and the people in the first class couldn't help but sigh.

As long as they work hard on the third leg and maintain the previous level on the fourth leg, they will be able to win the gold medal, but who would have thought that Song Ya's body would have problems during the competition.

The second class couldn't help laughing crazily, pointed at Song Ya on the field and said, "Laugh, this could be your strength, it's simply slower than a snail."

"What kind of competition do you come to participate in like this? I think I can walk faster than her. It's really embarrassing."

"Is there no one in your second class? How can you send such a person on the field? I think it's better to go back quickly, don't be ashamed."

The face of the first class was flushed, arguing for Song Ya, "You don't have good eyesight, she is not feeling well! Otherwise, we will definitely catch up, and it will be your turn to shout here."

On the runway, Song Ya was left behind.

Even so, she still did not give up and insisted on finishing the whole race. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that her body had reached its limit, but she was still supporting it.

Song Ya's eyes were red, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She knew that because of her problem, she would miss the gold medal in this competition. Guilt and self-blame flooded her heart, and she even wanted to break the can.

It's already like this, if you just give up completely, you can't win anyway.

At this moment, a female voice came from not far away, gentle but firm.

"Song Ya, you can do it, you must never give up, it's only a little bit away."

Looking at Qin Xing'er who was reaching out to him not far away, his eyes were full of encouragement.

Song Ya Fangfo has regained her strength, no matter what, she will insist on finishing the run and pass the baton to Qin Xing'er.

Whether you can win the gold medal depends entirely on your strength, but after finishing the race, it is related to your personal attitude. No matter what, don't leave any regrets for yourself.

Maybe there will be a miracle.

With the last of her strength, she jumped forward vigorously, and the baton in her hand was like a kindling of hope, and it landed on Qin Xing'er's hands accurately.

"The next thing, teach me, you have a good rest."

Qin Xing'er's voice was gentle, and she didn't mean to blame at all. Song Ya was almost in tears for a moment. Can they still win?

Song Ya opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

However, in the next second, a strong wind blew past, and there was no one in front of him.

Her tears were still on her eyelashes, her mouth was wide open, and her expression looked a little funny.

Looking at Qin Xing'er who turned into a small black spot not far away, Song Ya's mind went blank.

At this time on the field, all the fourth runners had already finished half of the run, and the runners from the second class were still in the lead.

Even if the world champion comes, it can't reverse this situation, after all, the gap is too big.

The same is true for the people in the stands. The people in the second class are still acting strangely, mocking the people in the first class.

"If you want me to say why run the fourth round, isn't it a waste of energy? The ending is already clear. No.1 is our class. Even if you finish the run, you will still be at the bottom."

In contrast, the people in the first class were downcast, and they couldn't even say any rebuttal words.

"The gold medal is so missed, Song Ya chose to have a problem at this time."

"Hey, let's not blame her, she doesn't want to, Song Ya must be very sad."

"Could there be a miracle? It's really annoying to see that group of people in the second class acting arrogant."

"No matter how powerful Qin Xing'er is, he can still fly, he can't catch up with this distance."

"Forget it, there are other games anyway, it doesn't matter if you lose this time, everyone did their best."

The first class didn't pay attention to the field anymore, because it was too embarrassing, and they were ready to fail.

At this time, the players have reached the final sprint time, as long as they turn this corner, they can reach the end of victory.

Lu Yan, a contestant in the second class, was very proud, as if she had already seen the gold medal waving to them.

At this moment, I vaguely heard the exclamation and astonishment of the players behind me.

What happened?

Lu Yan was a little curious, and just wanted to look back.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing past her, and when she realized it, a figure had surpassed her and rushed to the front.

Lu Yan? ? ?

It seemed that a figure floated past just now!

(End of this chapter)