??532: Chapter 521
532: Chapter 521
His stumble was so perfectly executed that outsiders could hardly tell it was intentional; a sly smile of satisfaction crept onto the Arican’s face, knowing that with this one collision, he could ensure that Song Yun, currently in motion, would be knocked off the track.
Moreover, due to the special status foreigners usually enjoy in the country, he wasn’t afraid of any penalties from the school authorities.
Song Yun’s lips curled in disdain.
No matter how well you perform, pal, I’m right beside you, watching every clear move.
Instead of dodging, Song Yun simply leaned in toward the Arican.
Bang!!!
The two collided, yet it was the Arican who was sent bouncing away to one side.
After several large stumbles and narrowly avoiding a fall, the Arican regained his balance and looked at Song Yun with amazent.
He couldn’t understand how this wiry man could be as immovable as a towering mountain—his muscular body had collided with him, and yet, Song Yun hadn’t even quivered an inch.
Considering his own regular workouts and the strength in his muscles—no joke—even a strong man would’ve been sent flying by him.
“Try that again, and I won’t be so polite next ti,” said Song Yun coolly before speeding up to catch up with the black athlete.
The Arican followed uncertainly behind him, still unable to believe that Song Yun, such a slender man, could really have such ability.
It must have been the angle and point of impact when he collided that stopped his force from being fully effective!
Yes, that had to be it!
A look of realization dawned on the Arican’s face, convincing himself that this was the only explanation for a “yellow-skinned monkey” being able to withstand his collision.
The African ran ahead, now faster than before; it was already the sixth lap.
Song Yun’s speed was slightly reduced due to the Arican’s earlier obstruction, but it didn’t affect his movent.
Having been in the ga for so many years, such a distance was as good as none to him, and it was only a matter of minutes before he would overtake the others in front.
It was Yu Feng who was unlucky this ti; having used up all his energy at the start, he now had to remain in the second group.
The Arican squinted and quickened his pace to catch up with Song Yun, and this ti he accelerated from behind and slamd straight into him.
Song Yun sneered with disdain and suddenly quickened his speed.
While the Arican had been accelerating towards Song Yun, this sudden burst of speed from Song Yun left the Arican hitting nothing but air.
The inertia from his attempted acceleration now making his body tip towards the ground.
Shocked, the Arican attempted to stabilize himself by stepping forward, but Song Yun had already slowed down.
Song Yun was just about one body’s length away from the Arican when he slowed down; the Arican lunged forward, and the two bodies collided.
As the Arican fell toward the ground, Song Yun, running ahead of him, was kicking his feet back in his stride—it was unclear whether it was intentional or not.
And so, a very coincidental event happened…
Yes, as the referees questioned after the race, Song Yun said it was a complete accident, akin to the coincidence of a small asteroid collision.
Song Yun’s heel swung back fiercely, hitting the Arican squarely on the chin.
With a crack, it landed heavily, and despite the Arican’s large chin, he was sent reeling backwards, a tooth spraying out from his mouth as blood streaked across his face.
“Aweso!
Song Yun is mighty,” the surrounding spectators suddenly burst out in amazent, it almost seed as if the Arican was aiming his chin at Song Yun’s heel on purpose.
After kicking the Arican away, a delighted Song Yun widened his stride to chase the African runner.
The Arican, previously in third place and now down a tooth, lay on the ground in agony, soon to be carried off by his companions.
“Tch, suicidal, can’t even pick the right person to scam,” Song Yun sneered at the disappearing figure of the Arican.
Catching sight of the African runner now a hundred ters ahead, he mused on how deceiving the skinny man’s appearance was; he didn’t look physically imposing, yet he ran so fast.
Sighing in admiration, Song Yun picked up his own pace.
It was now the eighth lap, and there weren’t many competitors left on the track; many had given up.
Just then, Li Yueyue ca to the sidelines with a bottle of mineral water, stretching out her hand, waiting for Song Yun to grab it.
Song Yun, joyously following behind the African, saw Li Yueyue ahead with the water and had no choice but to accelerate once more.
Reaching out, he snatched the bottle from her hand, his movents as suave as ever, eliciting another round of gasps from the audience.
As the final lap began, the African started to accelerate, running faster and faster, like an unleashed wild horse.
His movents, posture, and speed were not to be trifled with.
Song Yun held great respect for the African students, having spent ti in Africa as a rcenary; he had seen tribal wars there that were beyond the imagination of outsiders.
In Africa, human life is cheap.
No one knows if today’s tribe will be consud by another tomorrow.
So, to be able to study abroad from such an environnt was truly a rare and lucky opportunity, as rare as a commoner producing a top scholar in ancient Huaxia.
However…
first place was still reluctantly his to take.
Song Yun’s expression hardened, and he sped up even more.
His speed far surpassed that of the African.
Closing the seven to eight-ter gap in seconds, Song Yun caught up.
The black runner was alard, unable to believe that after such a long run, this yellow-skinned Huaxia man still had so much energy left!
Refusing to concede, he roared and ran with even greater force, but…
“Is this even human?” Watching Song Yun getting further away, the African cursed loudly, though no curse could express his shock.
The man before him was like a god.
Song Yun kept getting faster, and by the last hundred ters, many from the language departnt were waiting there to run the final stretch with him.
But Song Yun, like a gust of wind, whooshed past, leaving many bursting with the speed of a hundred-ter sprint, yet unable to keep up with his pace—even after running 2900 ters, this speed was unbelievable!
Whoosh!!
Suddenly, many in the surrounding stands stood up, astonished at the man who seed as if he could take flight.
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