Chapter 158 The final chase

Author: Tao Yuanming

Chapter 158 The final chase

"Bang!"

With the sound of the referee's gun, the first shooter rushed out like an arrow.

Zhao Ya from Class 1 was far ahead and widened the distance. Li Changru from Class 2 followed behind. The people in Class 1 in the stands suddenly burst out with joyful voices.

"Did you see that? I said it from the beginning. Don't talk too much. We are number one now."

"You guys, Class Two, are so arrogant and can't talk about your real strength. I would have thought you were so powerful if we hadn't suppressed you."

"So, it's better to keep a low profile as a person. You might get slapped in the face at some point."

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

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

"We are letting you do this, lest you lose too embarrassingly, and you don't really think you have the strength to win, do you?"

These words were really annoying, so the group of people simply ignored them and said, "Okay, let's just 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 placers was not particularly large. Seeing the players from the second class getting closer and closer, the first class suddenly looked a little unhappy.

When it came to the second round, the people from the second class caught up, and now the people from their class were in the lead.

Class 2: "I told you not to be happy too early. We are catching up now. It seems that victory will definitely belong to us."

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

"Now it's you who are being slapped in the face. Even cattle and horses dare to bark."

The people in the first class were not in the mood to pay attention to them now. They stared at the field without blinking. The distance opened by the second wave was actually not that big. As long as they worked harder on the third wave, they could still catch up.

Soon we reached the third position.

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

Oops, why did the chain fall off at this time?

Song Ya gritted her teeth and took steps with difficulty. Just such a simple movement had consumed a lot of her strength, but such a speed was undoubtedly a snail's pace.

Soon the third and fourth people behind gradually overtook her.

The people in the stands also noticed something was wrong.

"What's going on with Song Ya?"

"She seems a little uncomfortable."

"No, why did something go wrong at the critical moment? God is kidding us, isn't he?"

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

As long as they work hard in the third leg and maintain the same level as before in 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 but laughed wildly, pointed at Song Ya on the field and said: "Fuck you, this is your strength, it's simply slower than a snail."

"Why are you participating in any competition like this? I can probably walk faster than her. It's really embarrassing."

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

The faces of the first class members turned red and they argued for Song Ya, "Don't you have a bad look in your eyes? She is acting like this because she is not feeling well! Otherwise, we will definitely be able to catch up, and it will be your turn to scream here."

On the runway, Song Ya was left behind at the end.

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 holding on.

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

It's already like this, just give up completely, there's no way we can win anyway.

Just then a female voice came from not far away, gentle yet firm.

"Song Ya, you can do it. You must never give up. There's only a little distance left."

Looking at Qin Xing'er who reached out to her not far away, her eyes were full of encouragement.

Song Ya seemed to have regained her strength. No matter what, she would insist on finishing the race and hand the baton to Qin Xing'er's hand.

Whether you can win the gold medal depends entirely on your strength, but completing the race is a matter of personal attitude. No matter what, you should not leave any regrets.

Maybe there will be a miracle.

She used her last strength to leap forward, and the baton in her hand fell accurately on Qin Xing'er's hand like a spark of hope.

"Teach me the next thing, and you have a good rest."

Qin Xing'er's voice was gentle, without any intention of blaming anyone. Song Ya almost shed tears for a moment. Can they still win?

Song Ya opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

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

Her tears were still hanging 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 dot not far away, Song Ya's mind went blank.

At this time on the field, all the runners in the fourth class have finished half of the race, and the leader is still the runners in the second class.

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

The same was true for the people in the stands. The people in the second class were still acting weird and mocking the people in the first class.

"Why should I run in the fourth leg? Isn't this a waste of effort? The outcome is already clear. Our class is the first, and you will still be at the bottom even if you finish the race."

In comparison, the people in the first class were dejected and could not even say anything to refute.

"The gold medal was just missed. Song Ya chose this moment to have a problem."

"Hey, let's not blame her. She doesn't want to do it herself. Song Ya must feel very uncomfortable in her heart."

"Can a miracle happen? It's really unpleasant to see those people in Class 2 being so arrogant."

"No matter how powerful Qin Xing'er is, she can't even catch up at this distance if she can fly."

"Forget it, there are other games anyway, it doesn't matter if we lose this one, everyone tried their best."

Class 1 stopped paying attention to the competition because it was too embarrassing and they were already prepared to fail.

At this time, the contestants have reached the final sprint. As long as they turn this corner, they can reach the victory finish line.

Lu Yan, a player in Class 2, was so proud that she seemed to have seen the gold medal waving to them.

At this moment, I vaguely heard the surprised and surprised voices coming from the players behind me.

What happened?

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

Suddenly, there seemed to be a wisp of wind blowing past her. By the time she reacted, a figure had already surpassed her and rushed to the front.

Lu Yan???

It seemed like a figure floated past just now!
Chapter completed!