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Chapter 4380

Words:959Update:24/02/17 03:21:05

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The atmosphere on the track became increasingly tense as Ye Chien led the team to overtake them. The six Sedoya students were completely left in the dust by the National University of Science and Technology. After four and a half laps, three Manfei students had been overtaken by the National University of Science and Technology. The 4,500 meters were over, and only the last 500 meters were left.

When Briles and Cartwright turned around to look, the relaxed look on their faces disappeared completely.

What?

What was going on?

Why were the Chinese students catching up? They had even overtaken the three Manfei students!

"Briles, they're catching up. We need to speed up. Otherwise, they'll catch up. Damn it, we can't let them catch up! "

Cartwright only glanced back once before not daring to look again. He was getting a little anxious.

He thought that the Chinese students would keep falling behind. He didn't expect them to sprint in the last lap, and with such vigor.

He really thought that all of them would beat the six Chinese students, but the result suddenly changed. They might even overtake him and Briles. If the Chinese students won … No, no, he couldn't think about it. That would be a race so terrible that he didn't want to remember it forever!

The smile on Cartwright's face was completely gone. He couldn't face it with a smile anymore.

Briles curled his lips in disdain. How could he be defeated by the Chinese students? There were only 500 meters left. It was his turn to sprint.

Without speaking to Cartwright again, Briles also started sprinting.

The atmosphere on the track was tense, and it was the same outside.

500 meters. The last 500 meters.

400 meters. There were only 400 meters left!

After Ye Chien, Song Zhiqiu, and the other two students overtook Cartwright, they chased after Briles.

300 meters. The six Chinese students had all overtaken Cartwright, whose facial muscles were trembling. They were getting closer and closer to Briles!

Ye Chien, whose breathing was slightly hurried, stared at the running figure in front of him. She was sprinting with all her might for the last 200 meters. The distance was getting smaller and smaller, and she was about to overtake them!

In physical training, nine out of ten sentences from the instructor during physical training would be about "explosive power." The 100m sprint was the best event to show explosive power. Ye Chien, who had run 4,800 meters, treated the last 200 meters and the last 100 meters as the 100m sprint.

A military sports professor once said, "A soldier who is not good in the 100-meter dash is not qualified to be a soldier, and a soldier who is not strong enough is also not qualified to be a soldier." Uncle Gen and Uncle Chen had once said something similar.

Ye Chien, who had been trained as a sniper, had terrifying explosive power. Although the students from Africa and North America had an innate advantage, Ye Chien had made up for it by defeating the innate advantage that the black man had.

The wind was like a knife, sharp and powerful. It was like a wall that could not be seen, but could be felt as it rapidly pushed forward from behind. Briles, who was still a hundred meters away from the 5,000-meter mark, felt the might of the "wall." It only took a few seconds for his confidence to crumble.

"Phew …"

The transparent and pressurizing wall was getting closer and closer to him. Finally, it brushed past his ear, and a shadow that was much shorter than him overtook him.

With Ye Chien as their target, the five students behind him launched their final sprint.

Song Zhiqiu surpassed him in second place. She approached him with an imposing manner that was as oppressive as a mountain, which made the expression on Briles' face stiffer and stiffer.

When there was a first, there would be a second, and when there was a second, there would be a third …

After the 5,000-meter dash, Ye Chien, who had finished his sprint, slowed down his pace until he was walking slowly. Song Zhiqiu and another male student followed him closely to finish their sprint.

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