Wang Ling was blank at this scene. He was sitting in the shade of a tree pretending to rest, which should have been a pretty inconspicuous position. But Wang Ling had overlooked one thing: this position happened to be facing Fang Xing, and was actually quite close to him.
In the end, Teacher Ye had just finished speaking when Fang Xing directly walked over to him.
"Classmate, can I borrow your sword for a while?" Fang Xing smiled with a very relaxed expression.
Wang Ling actually didn't want to lend it to him. For a cultivator, any magic treasure that belonged solely to them was a very private thing. And the most important thing was that Jingke had a very special meaning to him.
After Fang Xing asked the question, neither of them moved as they looked at each other more than a meter apart. This was also Wang Ling's first time looking at Fang Xing face to face. One sat in the shade of a tree, the other stood in the sunlight; the two of them formed a sharp contrast.
In the sunlight, Fang Xing's hair was a little brown. He was still wearing the same white short-sleeved shirt and blue striped sweatpants. His face was very fair, which made Wang Ling feel that if he wore women's clothes, he would definitely be an expert …
After a full minute of silence, Wang Ling finally stretched out his hand and handed Jingke over.
Because he really couldn't stand the scorching gazes of the girls around him.
Fang Xing was now like the sun; he had just arrived at No. 60 High School, but he was already shining in all directions and was really too eye-catching. Wang Ling had actually expected that if he refused Fang Xing's request, he would probably be hated by others even more than if he hadn't lent it to him.
Thus, although Wang Ling had lent Fang Xing his sword, he didn't really like this person …
He hadn't read that Fang Xing was deliberately trying to borrow his spirit sword; everything had seemed very natural. But Wang Ling had a feeling in his heart that Fang Xing was doing it on purpose.
Of course, Wang Ling also had his own reasons for handing Jingke over. Jingke had its own consciousness; if Fang Xing really was up to no good, given Jingke's strength, it would definitely be able to detect it.
Thus, the rest of the PE class became Fang Xing's one-man show.
In previous years, No. 60 High School had always done poorly in the district school sports meet, and as the head of the sports team's teaching and research team, Teacher Ye had always had a headache. This year, No. 60 High School's elite class finally had a few sports talent students like Super Chen. Coupled with the sudden discovery of a good seedling like Fang Xing today, Teacher Ye felt that this was an opportunity that absolutely couldn't be missed.
Holding Jingke, Fang Xing stood at the starting line and waited for Teacher Ye to start. Using the teaching spirit sword, Fang Xing had run ten laps in a good time of one and a half minutes.
If he used a normal spirit sword, the final result wouldn't be more than thirty seconds, which was two minutes. Teacher Ye felt that No. 60 High's running event in the sports meet this year was basically a done deal.
As Teacher Ye waved his hand, Fang Xing started to run along the track.
A cultivator's jogging speed was much faster than an ordinary person's sprint. As soon as Fang Xing took off, she left a trail of afterimages behind her, and the girls around her instantly turned into cheerleaders.
The girls cheered while the boys gossiped on the side. As a transfer student, Fang Xing was a little jumpy, which made some of the boys unhappy.
But he could only suppress this unhappiness in his heart. At this critical juncture, anyone who went against Fang Xing definitely wouldn't end up well. Not only would he have to suffer the disdainful looks from the girls, even if he were to look for trouble in private, it was very likely that he wouldn't be able to win!
How did the saying go again … I like the look on your face when you can't stand me, but can't get rid of me.
Wang Ling felt that this saying was very appropriate for Fang Xing right now.
Fang Xing ran the first six laps with surprising ease, and Jingke hovered steadily above his head.
When he had handed Jingke over to Fang Xing, Wang Ling had already told Jingke to be as relaxed as possible, and he had also thought of a way to increase Fang Xing's consumption of spirit energy.
What Wang Ling hadn't expected was that Fang Xing would actually be able to endure it.
On the seventh lap, sweat finally dripped down Fang Xing's cheeks, and he clearly slowed down a little. Of course, in the eyes of an ordinary person, this speed was actually still a series of afterimages … Thus, Teacher Ye's eyes followed Fang Xing closely, and he was highly focused.
After teaching physical education for so many years, Teacher Ye was actually very sensitive to this kind of slight difference in speed.
Sitting in the shade of a tree and watching the show, Wang Ling saw Super Chen on the side, hands on his waist, dumbstruck. "Classmate Fang Xing … is too abnormal!"
Wang Ling felt that this "abnormal" was probably a great compliment for Fang Xing. Super Chen was a first-class athlete at the Foundation Establishment stage in Huaxiu nation, and most of the time he looked at Fang Xing, he was judging him. For Super Chen to say such a thing was already enough to prove that Fang Xing wasn't ordinary.
But Wang Ling always felt that Fang Xing wasn't as simple as he looked.
Wang Ling looked at the track. In the blink of an eye, Fang Xing had already run the ninth lap. Accompanied by the cheers of the girls around him, Fang Xing's slow pace abruptly changed to one minute and thirty-one seconds.
On the tenth lap, he passed in front of Teacher Ye like a gust of wind, and the stopwatch finally stopped at one minute and thirty-one seconds.
"Too … too awesome!" Teacher Ye looked at the stopwatch and was so excited that he almost jumped up.
When Fang Xing had been using a spirit sword normally, there had only been a difference of one second!
Furthermore, the most important thing was that the spirit sword Fang Xing was using was Wang Ling's, not his own, and they hadn't signed a contract. In a situation where their chemistry wasn't that high, Fang Xing had actually run even better than the sports students … Teacher Ye instantly felt that he had picked up a treasure!
After the run, Fang Xing's face was a little red. Panting, he came up to Wang Ling to thank him and return Jingke.
When he took Jingke back, Wang Ling already knew for sure that Fang Xing's realm was far from being as simple as the Foundation Establishment stage.
What on earth was this person hiding?
This feeling of not being able to figure out Fang Xing's background made Wang Ling a little uncomfortable.
Fang Xing pulled up his white short-sleeved shirt to wipe his sweat and smiled brightly. "Classmate, thank you! Oh, by the way, I haven't asked your name yet. "
Wang Ling hid the profoundness in his eyes under his bangs.
This was the second time the two of them had looked at each other.
Before Fang Xing could say anything, Super Chen on the side had already interjected. "His name is Wang Ling, and he doesn't like to talk much."
Super Chen had always been the type to get to know people easily, and he always had an inexplicable fondness for top athletes in sports. Thus, his impression of Fang Xing wasn't bad.
"Oh, so it's Classmate Wang Ling." Fang Xing nodded.
Suddenly, he turned to look at Teacher Ye on the side. "Teacher Ye, have you found everyone for the sports meet?"
Teacher Ye rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully, "We haven't decided on the specific lineup yet, but our school wants to be a key city high school this year, so we still have to pay attention to the district competition this time. Headmaster Chen wants me to bring out the strongest lineup. As for our two elite classes, you and Classmate Chen are already confirmed. "
"I see …"
Fang Xing smiled and bared his teeth at Teacher Ye. "Actually, I think Classmate Wang Ling is also pretty strong. Why don't you let him come along? "
"…"
Wang Ling could see it now.
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