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Chapter 927 Fair Competition

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    "Kick the pavilion?"

    Hearing this, Xing Zhou's eyes changed slightly, he looked at Su Mo involuntarily, and asked, "Teacher Su, what's going on?"

    Su Mo and their sprint team couldn't compete at all, so why did they come to kick the gym?

    "Cough¡ª¡ª"

    Su Mo laughed dryly, and quickly explained: "Coach Xing, don't listen to Coach Deng's nonsense, I'm not here to kick the gym."

    "It's just I want to ask you for a place in the competition. I want to participate in the sprint event of this International University Games. I don't know if it is possible?"

    "ah?"

    Xing Zhou looked at Su Mo in disbelief as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, "Mr. Su, you want to participate in the sprint event? Stop joking!"

    How can the majestic number one genius in Xia Kingdom, a fifth-level mathematician, have something to do with sprinting?

    What a mess!

    Su Mo sighed helplessly. He knew it would be this kind of result. After all, in his capacity, it is really unbelievable to participate in this kind of competition.

    "Coach Xing, I'm not joking."

    He shook his head and explained aloud: "I came here today to discuss this matter with you."

    Seeing that Su Mo was so serious, Xing Zhou showed a look of embarrassment on his face, "Mr. Su, it's not that I don't give you face, the key is that I don't follow the rules"

    Su Mo was not surprised, and said, "Coach Xing, leave the formalities to me, and today I didn't come to ask you for a place in the competition, but I want you to give me a chance, a fair competition opportunity  .¡±

    "fair play?"

    Xing Zhou narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively, "How about fair competition?"

    "It's very simple."

    Su Mo smiled slightly, as long as Xing Zhou let go, it would be much easier, "I checked on the Internet that there are four quotas for each country, so I want to compare with the four players selected by Coach Xing.  Whoever has the better score will be eligible for the competition, I don¡¯t know if this is fair?¡±

    In fact, in his capacity, he can ask for it directly.

    But he did not choose to do this. It is not his style to overwhelm others, he wants to speak with strength.

    Competitive sports, performance is the most respected!

    Xing Zhou took a deep look at Su Mo. He didn't know where Su Mo got the courage to propose such a competition method. You must know that the players participating in this International University Games are all sprinters of the national team.  Isn't it just asking for trouble!

    But thinking about it, he hesitated for a moment, and said truthfully: "Fairness is fair, but if you compare it this way, Mr. Su's chances of winning are very low. Are you sure you want to do this?"

    What he said was already very euphemistic. In his mind, where is the chance of winning so low?

    There is no chance of winning at all!

    "certainly!"

    Su Mo nodded, "Coach Xing, don't worry, if I lose, I will never mention the qualification again."

    "Okay, since this is the case, let's compare."

    Xing Zhou blew the whistle hanging around his neck, and shouted to the three people on the runway: "Stop training."

    After finishing speaking, he nodded to the two of them and said, "Come with me."

    The three came to the training ground, and three athletes in vests greeted them quickly.

    "Announce one thing."

    Xing Zhou looked at the three of them, and said in a deep voice: "The three of you should all know Mr. Su, so I won't introduce too much. Today, Mr. Su is here and wants to compete with the three of you for the competition place. You three should prepare  , the game will start in ten minutes."

    "The ugly words are up front. Whoever has poor grades will not be able to participate in this Universiade."

    "Okay, let's take a break first."

    The three of them opened their mouths slightly, and looked at Su Mo with surprise in their eyes.

    Su Mo wants to compete for a place in the competition?

    Is there a mistake?

    But seeing the serious expression on the coach's face, the three of them didn't see any joke.

    "Hello, Mr. Su, my name is Cheng Yongchao."

    Cheng Yongchao made a self-introduction and asked aloud: "Do you really want to compete with us for the competition place?"

    "Really." Su Mo nodded with a smile.

    After receiving Su Mo's accurate answer, the three of them believed that all this was not a dream.

    Cheng Yongchao gave the other two winks, and the three went toIn the distance, they discussed in a low voice.

    "What's the situation?"

    "Su Mo participating in the sprint? Isn't this funny!"

    "Don't even think about it so much. Anyway, I only know who lost. The qualification to participate in the International University Games will be disqualified this time. Be careful!"

    "Why be careful? The opponent is Su Mo, and he can win by running with his eyes closed!"

    "You can't say that. I'm not afraid of your two jokes. Actually, I'm a fan of Su Mo, and I know a little about his character." Yin Ziye looked at the two of them, and said in a low voice, "Su Mo never does anything.  Things to grasp, anyway, no matter what he does, he is number one, so we'd better be careful."

    "That's right!"

    Cheng Yongchao agreed: "It's about the quota for the competition. We should use all our strength. If the boat capsizes in the gutter, we will not only lose the quota for the competition, but also bear the wrath of the coach."

    When Nie Yuanjie heard what the two said, although he didn't say anything on the surface, he still didn't care about it in his heart.

    "Beep¡ª¡ª"

    With a whistle, the four of them came to the runway one after another. Compared with the other three, Su Mo's casual clothes were a bit out of place, but he didn't feel anything. Anyway, for him, the result of this game  Already doomed.

    Xing Zhou announced in a deep voice: "This competition is a 100-meter sprint. Whoever has the slowest time will lose the place to participate in the National University Games. Do you understand?"

    "clear!"

    "Listen to my password, three, two, one; bang¡ª"

    Following the sound of a gunshot, the four of them rushed out with a 'swish' like sharp arrows that had been taken off their bows.

    The distance of 100 meters is not long, so you only need to accelerate with all your strength, and you don't need to reserve any physical strength at all.

    "So fast?"

    ? When Xing Zhou saw Su Mo who was running first, his eyes almost popped out as if he had seen a ghost.

    Ranked second and third are Cheng Yongchao and Yin Ziye. The gap between the two is very small, about three positions behind Su Mo.

    On the other hand, Nie Yuanjie was far behind, more than five positions behind Su Mo. This was because he was a little careless when he started running. Seeing that he was the last one, he panicked instantly and accelerated quickly.

    But the other two were also speeding up, and Nie Yuanjie tried his best to only get a little bit closer.

    However, what surprised the three of them was that no matter how fast they accelerated, the distance between themselves and Su Mo was not shortened, but was getting farther and farther.

    In fact, Su Mo is already trying his best to preserve his strength. If he exerts his full strength, he might scare people to death.

    With a sound of "à²", he crossed the finish line first.

    The score displayed on the score display screen made Xing Zhou break the defense directly.

    "Damn it!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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