People are teaching, and Yang Nai at the same table

How should I put it, when I heard this word from Nan Yunya, I suddenly felt like a working adult heard a child who was still in elementary school and could finish his homework at five o'clock every day after school and play outside, saying that life is really not easy same feeling.

Kind of funny, but also kind of cute.

But Nan Yunya is not a child, so he is not cute at all, and some are just funny.

"It seems that the junior doesn't agree with what I said?"

Noticing the strangeness, Masa Nagumo smiled and turned her gaze away from Horikita Gaku, with a calm tone.

He did not address Wu Yi as the vice president, but directly referred to him as his junior.

"Where there is, there is nothing to say about whether you agree or disagree."

Wu Yi shrugged.

"I'm just a little curious, do you really understand what power comes first?"

"Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, this is the supremacy of strength."

"But as far as I know, more people are of the 'under me, all equal above me' type."

"Are you trying to say that I am like that too?"

At this time, Nan Yunya looked away and looked in the direction of the first starting line, and smiled easily.

"Unfortunately, I may not be what you imagined, my junior. Even if I fail, I will accept it calmly, although I don't think I will lose...so, how about we also compete, just In this 1000-[-]-meter relay race."

"seriously?"

Wu Yi was a little surprised.

There is one thing to say, after watching the 1V40 battle before him, he dared to compete with him in terms of physical fitness. I don't know whether it is courage or insanity.

No, it should be said not necessarily.

Wu Yi turned his head and looked back.

While they were chatting, the baton was being passed three or four hands as it raced around the playground.

If Sudou, the first player, opened up the advantage, then Hirata, the second player, maintained his advantage, but there were problems from the third player Onodera.

The advantage was gradually equalized.

Especially when she handed over the baton to Qianyuan, who was the fourth bat, the advantage almost completely disappeared.

But at the same time, the girl from class A of the third year who was catching up fell down. Although she got up immediately, she was still overtaken by the girl from class A of the second year.

The gap is getting farther and farther, from five meters to ten meters, and then from ten meters to 20 meters, it continues to be widened, and it has been falling behind to No.7.

"Hey, is this what you mean by strength first?" Wu Yi's expression was slightly tangled.

Isn't this purely relying on teammates to play an advantage!

"It is also a manifestation of strength to be able to make valuable people submit to their subordinates for their own use."

Nan Yunya said something that could be called sophistry.

"So have you made a decision? Time is running out and you decide to leave. What is your decision, junior?"

"Me?"

Wu Yi continued to look back.

Kikyo Kushida was in charge of the fifth pole. She was fully engaged but barely opened the gap further.

At this time, there was a gap of 30 meters between the two sticks between the seventh-ranked Class C of the first year and the first-ranked Class A of the second year.

This is a natural moat that is almost impossible to catch up to.

"Well, okay, I'll follow." Wu Yi said lightly.

"Okay, then it's settled."

Nan Yunya's eyes lit up slightly, and after saying this, he started to run forward slowly.

The shadows staggered only in an instant, and the fifth club of Class A of the second year took the lead and crossed the starting line of the sixth club with a temporary lead.

Nan Yunya took the baton from his hand, turned to full horsepower and ran towards the finish line with full firepower.

Hey, it's pretty fast...

Just two seconds after Class A of the second year kicked off the last bat, the last bat of Class A of the first year was finally handed over to Shibata on the third runway.

It is said that it is the trump card of their class. Hirata belongs to the same football club, and he is even stronger than Hirata in terms of foot strength.

Soon, within a few seconds, the classes ranked third, fourth, and fifth also crossed the starting line of the sixth club.

Seeing that the fifth bat of class A of the third year was about to arrive, Horikita looked at Wu Yi beside him.

"I can wait for you to run with me if you want."

"Ha, you don't need it, well, who do you think I am?"

Wu Yi crossed his fingers and stretched his body upwards.

"It's just a mere distance, you don't need to turn on the water, just run as hard as you can, and leave the rest to me."

"it is good."

Trusting for no reason, Horikita immediately started running forward.

At the same time, the distance between Kushida Kikyo and Wu Yi is rapidly shrinking.

20 meters... ten meters...

But until the distance between the two sides was only five meters, Wu Yi was still moving his body leisurely in place.

"Wu Yi!"

"Hi~"

The original intention of Kushida Kikyo's shout was to remind her to start the run-up quickly, but instead of running the run-up, Wu Yi turned sideways and continued to stand still, until he took the baton from her hand and then reached out to touch her head .

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Eh?"

Ignoring Kushida Kikyo's puzzled gaze, Wu Yi turned and looked at Nagumo Masa and Horikita Gaku who had already run away, as if talking to himself.

"Well, then I'll be a little more serious."

As he spoke, he took a deep breath, and the veins all over his body that had briefly appeared in the inverted pole contest resurfaced.

Bang!

The sound was like a muffled thunder that instantly attracted all the attention of the audience.

Wu Yi stepped out, and the plastic track under his feet suddenly sank, while the surrounding ground bulged in a circular wave shape.

His whole body shot straight forward like a fired shell, and the speed caused a lot of exclamations in the audience.

"Look quickly, that person is so fast!"

"I look a little familiar... That pair of sunglasses, isn't it the one from the first round of the inverted pole competition!"

"It turned out that it was the last stick of the finale. No wonder no one seemed to be seen in the first few sticks."

The voice of discussion was mixed in the wind and brushed by Wu Yi's ears, but he turned a deaf ear to it.

At this moment, he has activated the [Liberation] state, which is a taboo technology that can remove the [-]% limit of the human brain's power on the body, and maximize the potential.

If ordinary people activate this state, their bodies will collapse directly because they cannot withstand the sudden powerful force, but the Wu clan has forcibly evolved a strong body that can fully adapt to this ghostly power after thousands of years of strict breeding.

However, because this power is too terrifying, not everyone in the Wu clan can fully learn liberation. Usually, being able to unlock 80.00% of the liberation is already a genius among geniuses.

And Wu Yi's liberation rate is [-]% of the extremely rare few in the Wu clan's thousand-year history!

The ultimate body and the strongest talent allow him to carry the wind and thunder just by running at full speed.

Wu Yi was like a galloping supercar with the nitrogen gas on, accelerating the accelerator pedal and stomping to death. In just a blink of an eye, he caught up with the No.7 in front of him from the No.6 position.

Then No.5, No.4...

Go beyond, go beyond, go beyond.

Even because of his speed, when Wu Yi surpassed No.3, he caught the other player off guard and staggered. He fell to the ground and fell to No.6 in an instant.

Horikita Gaku, who is ranked second ahead, is still catching up with Nagumo Masa.

The distance between them was only less than ten meters. In theory, Horikita Gaku's speed was faster than Nagumo's, but it was too late for Naihe to get the baton, and the total distance was only 200 meters.

It can be seen that Horikita has tried his best to catch up, but he still can't surpass Nagumo Masa before reaching the finish line.

If nothing else happens, Class A of the third year will be ranked No.1000 in this 2-[-]-meter relay... Fuck it!

"CIAO~~~~~"

Horikita Gaku, who was running at full speed, only heard a familiar voice stretched into a ghostly tone in the wind.

In the next moment, a figure roared past him with the momentum of an out-of-control dump truck, and the airflow brought by it even pushed him forward a little.

At the same time, Nagumo, who was ranked first, also realized that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to look back, because looking back would affect the sprint speed.

And the end is in sight, as long as you give him five seconds... no, three seconds!he can...

"Unfortunately, you lost."

A calm voice sounded from Nagumoya's ears, and he looked sideways in shock and disbelief.

I saw that Wu Yi, who had just surpassed Horikita Xue at an absolute speed, appeared beside him at this moment, and went hand in hand with him regardless of level.

Of course, this is not because Nanyun's speed has also increased, but because Wu Yi slowed down specially to run with him.

"Goodbye then."

He only heard such a sentence from Feng Zhong, and before Nan Yun could react, Wu Yi suddenly increased his speed and accelerated his sprint again, his whole body seemed to turn into a streamer, rushing into the finish line at a speed that the former former practiced hard for eight lifetimes.

Chapter 163 It's up to me to talk about the main palace

With the final leg of the 1000-[-]-meter mixed relay also deciding the winner, this annual sports festival has finally officially come to an end.

At the finish line, Wu Yi, who was released from the [Liberation] state, was breathing slowly, and the voice of Horikita Gaku came from behind him.

"Nice job."

"Ok?"

In the last 200 meters of life and death, the opponent obviously also put in all his strength. It was a little while before the finish line, and he was still panting heavily with his waist supported.

Wu Yi glanced over Horikita-sensei's shoulder, and looked behind him at Nayun Masamichi, who was talking to a girl who seemed to be in the same class, but looked this way from time to time.

"Well, winning by a narrow margin is not in my aesthetic scope. Since I want to win, I must win a big victory, so I can't help but take it a little seriously."

"..."

Hearing this statement, Horikita Gaku always showed a rare expression on his serious face that he didn't know how to name it, but it was roughly equivalent to a "tactical backward" expression... especially when he heard the last seven characters.

It turns out that that speed is only at the level of "slightly serious".

"I won this time, Chairman Horikita... No, I should be the 'former chairman' soon."

At this time, Nagumo finally finished chatting with his classmates, and walked over with a provocative tone.

"Nayun..."

Facing this level of ridicule, Horikita Gaku was naturally not angry, but a little... helpless?

"I said it a long time ago, the competition across grades is meaningless at all."

"No, of course there is."

Nan Yunya opened her eyes slightly, and there was a trace of undetectable fanaticism in her voice.

"But don't worry, we still have time for each other... Then, I look forward to the next contest with you, President Horikita."

After speaking, he smiled as if he felt happy, and turned to leave.

And Wu Yi said something abruptly.

"Aren't you going to say a few words to my champion?"

"what……"

Hearing this sentence, Nan Yunya's originally calm laughter was distorted imperceptibly for an instant, and even her steps stopped for a moment, and then she quickly returned to normal, stopping where she was and looking back at Wu Yi.

"Of course, I also look forward to the next contest with you, junior."