School Beauty's Invincible Martial Expert

"Damn it!" Chen Chen, bursting with anger, roared, "Are you going to race or not!"

"Like I said," Xiao Han said with a smile, "only if you put up a substantial reward!"

"How much do you want?" Chen Chen shouted.

"How much do you think your strength is worth?" Xiao Han retorted, "I've never trained for sprinting events, and you are the city sports meet's 100-meter record holder. How much money do you think you can come up with to race me?"

"Damn!" Chen Chen bit his lip and said, "You guys, collect some money."

While talking, Chen Chen took several hundred bills out of his pocket. The others also contributed a few hundred each. They barely managed to scrape together twelve hundred.

"Is that all?" Xiao Han was unimpressed.

Chen Chen felt as if he'd been provoked; he shouted angrily, "Can you put up more?"

"Me? I wouldn't dare to step out without two or three thousand on me," Xiao Han said as he took out more than two thousand from his pocket.

The faces of the boys opposite instantly turned red.

All high school students, all in the throes of adolescent growth, with strong egos. Xiao Han pulled out over two thousand, and it was enough to crush their dignity on the spot.

"I'll bet my phone!" Chen Chen immediately pulled out his newly purchased Apple phone and said, "Bought for over six thousand. Kid, you just watch."

"What's so great about a phone?" Xiao Han sneered and took out the Apple phone he'd bought just yesterday; a 5.5-inch screen, while the other's was only 4.7 inches, smaller in size and naturally less expensive.

The other side was stunned, having not expected Xiao Han, with his unremarkable appearance, to be a hidden little tycoon! For a high school student, owning the latest Apple phone was already a luxury, yet this guy had several thousand in cash on him. The youngsters immediately felt their fighting spirits ebb.

"We're all in!" The guys behind him put their Apple phones into Chen Chen's hand, knowing him all too well. Chen Chen's 100-meter sprint time was just eleven seconds. With that speed, he had been specially recruited by the provincial team, and now, Chen Chen was already a national level two athlete, soon to become a level one. That meant bonus points for college entrance exams.

Three of the latest Apple phones, plus two Samsungs at home, the total value nearing twenty-five thousand. With the added twelve hundred in cash, the total was probably over twenty-five thousand.

"Alright!" Xiao Han nodded and said, "For the sake of the money, I'll reluctantly play with you guys."

"Kid, don't pretend to be coy when you've gotten a bargain," Chen Chen said, still furious.

The group walked from Lizhi Lake towards the sports field. On the field, many physical education students were in the midst of intensive training. When the PE teacher saw Chen Chen and the others approaching, he shouted from a distance, "Where have you guys gone? Hurry up over here!"

The group walked over, and Chen Chen said, "Teacher Li, I plan to have a showdown with this kid!"

No sooner had Chen Chen spoken than the surrounding students gathered around.

The PE teacher glared at Chen Chen and said, "Are you bullying the guy? You're an athlete, and he's not!"

"He provoked me!" Chen Chen said dissatisfied, "He's the one who wants to race me."

"Right!" Xiao Han nodded, speaking loudly, "Today, I'm the one initiating the challenge against Chen Chen. I intend to defeat him in the 100-meter sprint, to teach him a lesson in humility and to also show him that the 100-meter track isn't for trash like him to run on!"n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Whispers...

The scene instantaneously erupted in astonishment! Everyone stared dumbfounded at Xiao Han.

"Has the kid lost his mind?"

"He definitely does not know how formidable Chen Chen is."

"Now we'll have a good show to watch,"

A group of boys and girls encircled the scene, the Chinese inherently love to watch happenings unfold. Some students who were about to head home also gathered around, intrigued to hear what gossip was worth crowding for.

"Okay!" The PE teacher glanced at Xiao Han and said with a laugh, "Since you both want to spar, I'll indulge your wish. Sun Danaiu, Li Erwa, you guys... go clean up a lane on the track. I'll have someone bring over the infrared timing gun."

If they were going to race, they might as well do it professionally. On the track, every fraction of a second could affect an athlete's entire career.

Soon, the news spread like wildfire. Students who heard about it quickly filled the sports field, even more lively than the 100-meter event at the sports meet. Many gathered there; at the sports meet, they didn't want to watch the competition, but now, it was a contest of pride—who wouldn't be eager to watch? The more excitement, the better.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry..."

"Come on, otherwise they'll have finished racing."

"This is going to be exciting!"

Many students were still rushing to the sports field. With the rapid development of communications, a quick message on WeChat, and the entire class group would be in the know. Loads of people were swiftly moving toward this location.

The competition equipment was all ready, and six tracks had been cleared. On both sides of the tracks, people were packed in tightly.

Chen Chen had quite a few fans at Linjiang No.1 Middle School, mostly girls. These girls were forming a cheerleading squad to shout and cheer for him. Chen Chen was decked out in professional sprinting gear, with sprinting shoes on his feet, and his entire outfit exuded an aura of relaxed confidence. The muscles on his thighs and arms were brimming with burst power.

In contrast, Xiao Han just changed into a set of casual clothes. He was still wearing long pants and long sleeves, with running shoes on his feet. His outfit didn't look anything like that of someone about to compete; he looked more like an outdoor runner.

The sports teacher looked at them both and asked, "Are you both ready?"

"Ready," Chen Chen nodded casually.

"No!" Xiao Han shook his head.

"Xiao Han, do you have a problem?" Teacher Li asked, curious.

"Teacher Li, since this is a competition, let's make it fair for everyone," Xiao Han said with a faint smile. "Today, the race between me and Chen Chen has stakes."

With that, Xiao Han glanced at Chen Chen.

Chen Chen frowned and said to a boy nearby, "Bring out the stuff."

The boy immediately took out five mobile phones and twelve hundred yuan from a canvas bag.

"If I lose, all of this will belong to Xiao Han," Chen Chen declared loudly. "But if Xiao Han loses, then... he must leave Chen Zihan forever!"

Wow...

Everyone was stunned; almost simultaneously, all eyes turned toward Chen Zihan.

Chen Zihan had been standing behind Xiao Han all along, carrying his backpack and holding his clothes, the very picture of a girlfriend. Her face immediately flushed red. "Xiao Han... you... maybe you shouldn't race," she said hastily.

"Backing down now, when the whole school knows," Xiao Han said with a smile, soothingly cradling Chen Zihan's cheeks in his hands. "I choose to fight, and to win. If I win... the whole school will cheer for me. And everyone will know... Chen Zihan is my girlfriend, Xiao Han's!"

"You... you really are naughty!" Chen Zihan quickly grasped his implication.

"Heh heh..." Xiao Han chuckled, "Bad boys are the ones that girls love."

"Get ready for the race!" Teacher Li couldn't stand it any longer.

As a teacher, he originally wanted to put a stop to this race. But he opted for leniency. Whether it's gambling or early romance, as long as it doesn't affect their studies, why not allow it? Moreover, sports are about competition. It's about spirit.

"Ready!" Chen Chen and Xiao Han both nodded.

"All right, then get set," Teacher Li raised the starting pistol in his hand.

The entire place fell silent, everyone holding their breath. Experience tales with empire

Chen Chen looked more professional, and Xiao Han appeared adept as well. Both chose the crouch start.

The crouch start has significant advantages; sprinters use it to exploit the forward momentum, gaining high speed in a short distance. Once the back leg pushes off the starting blocks and ends in the forward swing, the next step is to actively press downward to the ground. The foot should land as close as possible to the body's center of gravity projection.

Once the foot lands, it should quickly transition into a powerful back kick. After the front leg pushes off, it should also quickly swing forward and bend the knee.

Xiao Han also understood the role of this force. Though he hadn't gone through professional training, his keen eyes gleaned a lot of information from Chen Chen's movements. Moreover, Xiao Han's brain was like a computer, instantly analyzing the advantages and disadvantages. The principles of physics and mechanics also unfolded in his mind in a flash.

Thus, Xiao Han slightly revised Chen Chen's starting technique, creating his own unique stance.

"On your marks... get set..." Teacher Li shouted loudly.

The two were simultaneously ready to start.

Bang!

A sharp sound. The two bolted out at that instant. Chen Chen, despite his numerous practices, was unexpectedly outrun at the start by Xiao Han. Xiao Han's tweaked starting stance gave him an edge, and his reactions were faster and sharper than most people's.

Even though Chen Chen's reaction time had hit its limit through extensive training, Xiao Han's responsiveness was still far quicker. On the track, even a one-hundredth of a second can be the difference that crushes the competition.

Chen Chen was quick; within the first twenty meters, he caught up with Xiao Han.

After casting a glance at Chen Chen's running posture, Xiao Han rapidly adjusted his technique and immediately pulled away again. As he ran, his brain worked like a supercomputer, relentlessly calculating the mechanics. He pondered the perfect size for each step and the explosive force required from the tips of his toes. How to ensure that all energy contributed to propelling him forward.

Xiao Han continuously modified the length of his strides. During these adjustments, Chen Chen had managed to extend the gap to two body lengths, which lasted for about thirty to fifty meters.