196: Chapter 196: Bullying?
196: Chapter 196: Bullying?
The group of people running wildly were stunned.
The audience was stunned.
The members of the Lightspeed Team were stunned.
The members of the Face-slapping Team were also stunned.
Jiang Xiaoyang and Dong Jian, who were getting ready to time the race, were also stunned.
Can a person be this fast?
****Must have taken drugs!
“Tat-tat-tat!”
The sound of more than twenty people running wildly echoed continuously, yet they had only made it halfway when Zhang Fan was already standing beside Jiang Xiaoyang.
“Get ready to roll.”
A slightly playful voice entered Jiang Xiaoyang’s ears, causing his hand to tremble, and the stopwatch immediately fell to the ground.
“Impossible, you can’t be this fast!”
A roar erupted, awakening everyone.
Even the people in the livestream room were jolted awake by the roar.
Followed by a screen full of 66666s!
“Bro Fan is mighty, Bro Fan is mighty.”
Whether you were in the livestream room or on-site, everyone was shouting.
Damn, it really is the Face-slapping Team, huh?
What did Jiang Xiaoyang say earlier?
How many seconds did their best guy take?
Tsk tsk tsk, now their faces must be swollen.
“Hahaha, a bunch of trash.”
The people from the Face-slapping Team pointed at Jiang Xiaoyang and his group and yelled loudly.
Dong Jian looked at his stopwatch, his voice shaking as he spoke.
“Fifteen seconds?”
Hearing Dong Jian’s voice, Jiang Xiaoyang, as if driven mad, snatched the stopwatch and locked his eyes on the numbers displayed.
“Impossible!”
Not just Jiang Xiaoyang, everyone was frightened by this number.
Fifteen seconds?
For two hundred meters?
Holy shit, this isn’t a joke, right?
World champions run it in about 19.30 seconds, and you’re telling me fifteen seconds?
What the hell?
That’s a world record, no less, and it’s been held for many years.
Man, are you kidding me?
The stopwatch must be broken, right?
“What’s with the faces, it’s just fifteen seconds,” someone disdainfully said.
“What did you say?”
“It’s just fifteen seconds, moron.”
“Slap!”
An incredibly crisp slap suddenly sounded.
“Damn, it’s just fifteen seconds?
Why don’t you try running it, huh?
Go on, your whole family are morons, idiot!”
At that moment, everyone in the stands turned their gaze towards him, their countless looks of ridicule causing the man to lower his head in shame.
“Ignorant.”
Immediately after, everyone’s gaze fell back on Zhang Fan.
My God, bro, do you have to be so exaggerated?
You’re just wearing a T-shirt and casual pants, plus sneakers, and yet you could break a world record?
Everyone’s forehead seemed to be marked with a big confused expression.
Xie Jiancheng and his group, after finishing the two hundred meters, were panting heavily.
They looked at Zhang Fan as if they’d seen a ghost.
As athletes, their shock was even more intense than that of the audience.
Fifteen seconds?
What the hell is that?
That’s two hundred meters, not a hundred meters.
For crying out loud, can’t you let others have a chance?
We are the professional athletes here.
“Damn it, we’ve been busting our asses for years from dawn till dusk, why the hell does a student like you get to break the world record, huh?
Why?”
Whether it was Lung-speed or the others, their faces were filled with extreme jealousy.
“Why the hell does a guy who doesn’t even attend training sessions get such results?”
Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Xiaoyang, who had an expression of terror on his face, stretched out his hand, and patted Jiang Xiaoyang’s shoulder, saying, “Hey, don’t be a sore loser, man.
I can only run a marathon, that’s all.”
“Pff, a marathon?” A person who was drinking water, spat it out instantly.
Damn, a marathon?
You mean to make these people run over forty kilometers?
How many laps would that even be?
“Hehe, Brother Fan’s record is five kilometers beyond a marathon.
I would really love to see these guys rolling on the ground.”
Jiang Xiaoyang, listening to that mocking voice, shuddered violently, his eyes filled with blood vessels, and his face terribly ferocious as he stared at Zhang Fan, “You cheated, you definitely took performance-enhancing drugs.”
“Eat your drugs, damn it, bastard, if you lose, just accept it, don’t be fucking shameless.” The Face-slapping gang immediately stood up, yelling back at Jiang Xiaoyang.
“This bastard is actually trying to act cute in front of so many people?
Performance-enhancing drugs, enhance your grandpa, does our Brother Fan need to dope to trash noobs?”
“If I were him, I’d be dumbfounded too, Brother Fan, this face-slapping, totally unexpected.”
“Hahaha.”
The people in the Face-slapping gang burst into laughter.
Face-slapping gang, Face-slapping gang, always ready to slap or on the way to slap.
Zhang Fan sneered disdainfully, “With you trash, do I really need to dope?
Cut the crap, scram.
If you don’t leave today, you might as well go to the hospital.”
“The hospital?”
A bunch of them were confused.
Pretty soon, someone figured it out, why go to the hospital?
Of course, it’s to get treated.
This kid is going to start a fight.
Jiang Xiaoyang shrank his neck and twisted his head, looking around.
However, just then, Qin Le bowed his head and toadied behind Xiong Lin.
Watching Zhang Fan from afar, he sneered incessantly.
For today’s competition, their Lung-speed was fully prepared.
They even invited journalists; how could they proceed without President Xiong?
Hmph, just any kid dares to challenge their Lung-speed; he wanted everyone to know that Lung-speed was not easy to challenge.
President Xiong just wants to protect this guy, huh?
He wanted to see what kind of expression President Xiong would have watching Zhang Fan roll in front of so many people.
“Old Jiang, how’s it going?
I brought the President here, tell me, how many seconds did Xie Jiancheng trash this piece of garbage!” Qin Le ran over excitedly to Jiang Xiaoyang’s side, stretching his voice out long, afraid that others might not hear him.
“Heh.”
Cold laughter immediately broke out.
This idiot, was his head kicked by a donkey?
Xie Jiancheng?
Heh, who the hell cares how many seconds this trash ran?
“Tsk tsk tsk, I’m not afraid of a god-like opponent, but a pig-like teammate.”
“Look at Jiang Xiaoyang’s face, looks like he could kill.”
Even Zhang Fan looked at Qin Le as if watching an idiot; did this guy get hit too hard by him?
Xiong Lin’s expression turned sour, he originally wanted to avoid this.
Although Zhang Fan was good at fighting, in sprinting, he was more inclined toward the Lung-speed side, which had attained good results several times.
He didn’t care about the rivalry between Jiang Xiaoyang and Dong Jian.
Competition fosters progress, after all.
“Prepare to roll, kid,” Qin Le said threateningly, having wished to get back at Zhang Fan every moment of the past month; however, he couldn’t match in wealth or Combat Power.
His hopes rested entirely on this competition.
Hmph, how rich!
In front of so many people, you still want to cheat?
“Bullying him like this isn’t really good, is it?
He’s just a kid.
If this gets out, how will others view our provincial sports?” Xiong Lin said somberly, his gaze on Jiang Xiaoyang and Qin Le icy-cold.
Xiong Lin was in a very bad mood at this moment, damn imbeciles, not giving him face.
Daring to bully Zhang Fan this way, would Ye Jingtian still donate to the body side?
At this moment, Xiong Lin somewhat regretted not having fired these two guys earlier.
“Hahaha.”
“I’ve never seen someone who lost still pretends to be so impressive.
It’s killing me.”
“Pff!”
Bullying?
It’s clearly Zhang Fan who is bullying them.
Dressed in casual attire participating in a competition, and the key is he trashed them.
Damn, it’s literally like stepping on the faces of the Lung-speed gang with his foot.