Chapter 59 Victory
Chapter 59 Victory
After everyone saw Lin Yue's cracked shoes.
Their gazes instantly shifted from Lin Yue to Yuan Jinglong.
After all, they are the ones in question.
Whether or not a rematch is allowed depends on what others say.
The pressure immediately came on.
Yuan Jinglong looked at the shoes and couldn't help but swallow.
"Gurgle—"
His throat bobbed.
No rematch?
But since his shoes were broken, he had a valid reason and a legitimate reason to retaliate. Moreover, he paid out all the bet money himself and was even willing to pay upfront, just to have the game replayed. His attitude was unusually kind.
Moreover, they are amateurs, while I am a professional.
If you disagree.
On the contrary, I seemed a bit aggressive.
However, looking at these cracked shoes, Yuan Jinglong admitted to himself that his scalp was tingling.
Dude, with your shoes like that, how did you manage to run 11.38 seconds?
Yuan Jinglong suspected that he had not encountered a monster, but rather an alien.
He had a premonition.
If we really agree to a rematch.
In that case, I'm very likely to be the one who loses...
Now he has completely forgotten Lin Yue's initial statement, "I haven't run with anyone in a long time."
After much deliberation, he...
Yuan Jinglong chuckled awkwardly and said, "Uh, ah, then, let's have a rematch. You didn't notice your shoes were broken, well, there's nothing we can do about it. Just forget about paying the money, consider the previous match as invalid."
He figured it out.
Rather than revealing one's character.
It would be better to appear more magnanimous.
Besides, he's almost a national champion; if he gives it his all, there's no way he could lose to an amateur, right? He should...
The others didn't react much.
Lin Yue breathed a sigh of relief.
Great.
Thankfully, the match was replayed.
Losing money is a small matter, but if you don't get the task reward, that would be a huge loss.
But there's nothing we can do about it.
Before the game starts, who can tell that their shoes are broken?
Lin Yue guessed that he had been wearing these brand-name running shoes when he carried out the night run and villa missions.
Logically speaking, these shoes are of good quality.
However, the leg power generated by the two "burst accelerations" completely exceeded the limits of the shoe's material and design.
That's why half of the sole of these shoes came off right when we started running.
This prevented him from unleashing his full potential.
After resting for a while and recovering her energy, Lin Yue changed into new shoes.
The two personnel on the field are back in place.
Yuan Jinglong looked at the calm Lin Yue beside him, his heart filled with a heavy feeling.
He was now ten times more nervous than before!
"On your marks!"
Qi Zeyan shouted.
"run!"
The two of them rushed out from the same spot again.
Yuan Jinglong performed even better this time than in the previous match, and even better than in any previous match, due to psychological reasons!
It was just the instant your foot pushed off the ground.
He then noticed something unusual about himself: it was too smooth!
Every joint in his body looked as if it had been coated with ointment.
Yuan Jinglong was overjoyed. If he could maintain this form in the official competition, he might even be able to win the title of National Master Athlete.
And this guy named Lin Yue was just unlucky.
Finally, we got to play another match.
I unexpectedly encountered myself performing exceptionally well.
This time, I'll be the winner again!
However, the moment this thought appeared in his mind...
"Tap tap tap—"
A figure strode quickly past him.
That's Lin Yue!
Yuan Jinglong's eyes widened in surprise.
How is that possible!
Why is he so fast!
The others were also quite surprised. Lin Yue was actually faster than Yuan Jinglong?! They'd changed their shoes, and the difference was really that big?
Yuan Jinglong's eyes turned red from the shock.
He desperately wanted to surpass Lin Yue.
His dignity as an athlete wouldn't allow him to lose to an amateur.
However, no matter how hard she tried.
The few body lengths between the two.
It's like an insurmountable chasm, impossible to shorten even a fraction of its length, and it's even gradually widening.
Why is there such a big difference?!
What's wrong with this kid?!
Yuan Jinglong roared inwardly in frustration.
“Ding Di—”
The electronic counter made a soft beep.
The two crossed the finish line one after the other.
Lin Yue won.
Upon witnessing this incredible scene, the scene fell silent.
Until a few seconds passed.
It took everyone a moment to realize what had happened, and they discussed it incredulously with those around them, "Holy crap, Lin Yue beat a national-level athlete?!"
"Am I seeing things? Lin Yue won?!"
"Is this even right?"
"Holy crap! No wonder he dared to bet against all of us by himself, he came prepared! Even national champions can't outrun him."
For a moment, everyone forgot that Yuan Jinglong was not actually a national champion, but was very close to meeting the national champion standard.
Yuan Jinglong, supporting himself on his knees, half-squatted in front of the finish line and asked the timer, "What's the result?"
The timekeepers were also a bit stunned by the intensity of the match.
"Uh, you're 10.76 seconds, Lin Yue? Holy crap, 10.51 seconds!"
Yuan Jinglong was immediately shocked and gasped.
"hiss--"
The standard for judging national sprint champions is to achieve a time of under 10.50 seconds in a major competition.
Although this kid named Lin Yue was 0.01 seconds off.
But, but, they used a standing start!
If a crouch start is used.
This time is at least 0.2 seconds faster.
Wouldn't that make him a solid contender for national champion?
And such an amazing achievement actually came from an ordinary college student?
Yuan Jinglong's teeth were almost crushed.
A strong sense of jealousy welled up in my heart.
I practiced like crazy every day, but I was always just a little short of becoming a national champion. It wasn't until I performed exceptionally well just now that I had a glimmer of hope of becoming a national champion.
Then you tell me that an ordinary person who has never been trained can crush me to the ground just by relying on talent?
Isn't this world incredibly unfair?!
Just as he was feeling indignant here.
Someone patted him on the shoulder.
Looking back.
It was Lin Yue.
"Thank you for agreeing to a rematch, you've helped me a lot," Lin Yue said sincerely as she heard the 'Mission Complete' notification in her ear.
If it weren't for Yuan Jinglong's magnanimity today...
He really didn't know what to do.
And they really do have the ability.
Even after adding so many attribute points using the system, I could only pull ahead of him by a tiny bit.
It is only right to show respect to such people.
Yuan Jinglong gave a complicated laugh, "Hehe, it's nothing."
Lin Yue said, "I'll pay those bets. After all, I lost the first round. Since you're so generous, I can't be stingy."
Anyway, he just received another 5000 coins and a free attribute point from the system.
Even if we pay out the 540 bet.
I've really made a fortune.
"Whatever you want." Yuan Jinglong had no interest in paying attention to anything else.
Lin Yue smiled kindly.
Then she went to discuss the bet with Qi Zeyan.
When everyone heard that even if Boss Lin won, he would still let them earn their share of the meal, they cheered with joy.
"Long live Boss Lin!"
The happiness of college students is so simple and unpretentious.
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