No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 9 Come and See the Immortals

"Oh, childish!"

"What did you say!"

Coach Liu was furious.

"Wow, it's so cool, it's so interesting!"

"No, no, the more I watch it, the more I like it. I'm going to give it up!"

"Sisters, let's take him down together!"

"Shut up all of you, let's see what each of you looks like, Zhiruo, wipe your drool off!"

Coach Liu was so angry that he felt as if his heart was going to burst with anger. He never expected these female students to be so nympho, but having said that, this kid does have a good skin.

"Hey, how do you want to compare? Sprinting? Leapfrogging?"

Coach Liu was full of confidence and made up his mind to teach him a lesson, letting him know that he can do whatever he wants without being handsome.

"what ever!"

Jian Wuya felt a little bored. Although he didn't have the slightest mana, his physical cultivation was almost reaching the limit of human beings.

The physical limit of the human body developed by monks is not the conventional limit in the secular world, it is a realm far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Think of a mother lifting a car to save her child!

Think about the utilization of human muscles!

Such rare and inexplicable facts in the world are almost as simple as eating and drinking in the eyes of monks.

So you asked Jian Wuya how to get interested.

"Okay, let's compare who is faster first, and then compare endurance, okay?"

Jian Wuya nodded, noncommittal.

"Xiaofeng, use this stone as the starting line, go to the front and wait 100 meters, and check the watch with me, so that he won't say we cheated!"

A vigorous young man ran out from the team. He chuckled, held a stopwatch in his hand, and after measuring the distance of about [-] meters step by step, he waved his hand from afar.

"Zou Zhiruo, come on, you're the only one who is happy, come and compare!"

Zou Zhiruo was overjoyed immediately, her pretty face flushed, her heart was beating wildly, and she swayed to the starting line.

Jian Wuya smiled slightly, and stood beside Zou Zhiruo unhurriedly, ignoring her eyes that were about to melt Jian Wuya.

"Everyone, get ready..."

"Uncle, squat down quickly, why are you still standing!"

Seeing that Jian Wuya was still standing with arms folded, not even squatting to start, Zou Zhiruo was anxious for him, and hurriedly reminded him secretly.

"run!"

Coach Liu sneered, shouted suddenly, and said to himself, "Hmph, let's face the blast!"

"Hey!"

The teacher's order is hard to disobey, Zou Zhiruo looked up at Jian Wuya helplessly and said a word, which burst out like an off-string arrow.

"it is good!"

"Zhiruo is so fast!"

"Hey, the handsome uncle is not slow!"

"Something's wrong, uncle seems to be walking?"

Zou Zhiruo is also one of Coach Liu's favorite students, and his grades have always been among the best. In the Jamaica delegation this time, the women's sprint competition is all counting on Zou Zhiruo.

Sure enough, Zou Zhiruo was in excellent shape both at the start and in good condition. If he can perform like this by then, he will definitely be proud of himself.

"Fuck, what's the situation?"

Coach Liu took a closer look, and found that the man was walking beside Zou Zhiruo with his hands behind his back, as if he was in a hurry.

"Damn it?"

It's okay to say that this handsome uncle is really faster than Zou Zhiruo, no matter how unbelievable it is, he can barely accept it, but this person who walks with his hands behind his back like admiring flowers and moon can surpass Zhiruo?

Coach Liu rubbed his eyes hard, looked carefully, yes, the two had already passed the finish line, there was no need to pinch the watch, the man was indeed a head ahead.

Zou Zhiruo also stopped panting slightly, and looked at Jian Wuya in surprise.

What surprised her was that Jian Wuya could surpass her, but she didn't find out how Jian Wuya surpassed her, otherwise she might not be much better than Coach Liu.

"What's the point of winning a female player, come again!"

Coach Liu didn't believe in evil, pointed at Xiaofeng who pinched his watch, and said, "You, you go!"

"it is good!"

Jian Wuya stood at the finish line, his expression as usual.

Xiaofeng also walked and squatted subconsciously as if he had seen a ghost, his mind was a little messy.

"Get in position, get ready, run!"

"Whoosh!"

As expected, Xiao Feng was even better, shooting out electricity like a gust of wind.

Jian Wuya shook his head, raised his foot gently, and followed beside him in an unhurried manner, still a head ahead.

"Grandma, it's really evil!"

"Woooo, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, uncle is so handsome!"

"Want to make a movie? I want to record it!"

A cold light flashed in Jian Wuya's eyes, and with a light wave of his hand, a gust of wind hit his face out of thin air. The team members who took out their mobile phones and wanted to take pictures immediately turned their backs. By the time they realized it, Jian Wuya and Xiaofeng had already finished the game.

"Are you satisfied?"

Jian Wuya said coldly.

"This, this, you..."

Coach Liu was dumbfounded. He has lived most of his life. What kind of athlete has he never seen?

The [-]-meter world record holds Bolt, but he dare not walk to compare, right?

Is this because Niulanshan drank too much last night?
Impossible, impossible, how could there be such a fast man in the world?
"Why, don't accept it? Why don't you compare your endurance?"

Jian Wuya hadn't acted enough yet, how could he let it go.

"Which one of you would like to compare?"

"I me me!"

"Uncle, I'll come, I'll come!"

"Ah, do you dare to be more reserved, uncle, what do you think of me?"

Coach Liu was still staring at Jian Wuya in a daze, unable to say a word.

"Let's go up together!" Jian Wuya beckoned, and a group of girls Yingying and Yanyan rushed out, squatting in a row one by one, looking from a distance, they looked like beautiful toads jumping three times. Jump back up.

"Aren't you going?"

When Jian Wuya turned his head, there were seven or eight other male team members looking at him in horror, without even moving.

"Big, uncle, I'm coming!"

Xiaofeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, squatted down, took a deep look at Jian Wuya, and chased up the mountain.

"Look good, save me saying that I bully you!"

Jian Wuya raised his right foot lightly, and stomped suddenly.

"Boom!"

There was thunder on the ground, and Coach Liu and the others suddenly felt tremors under their feet, and their footing was unstable.

The next moment, a scene that took them out of their wits appeared.

Jian Wuya shoveled lightly with his right foot, and picked again. The granite stele of the Tongtian Avenue, which was probably at least several hundred kilograms, was lifted by him to a height of two or three meters, and then fell with a crash, but was lightly lifted by him with one hand. Holding it lightly, it looks like it is light and effortless.

Jian Wuya glanced coldly at the stunned crowd, and climbed up the stairs step by step.

I don't know how long it took, when a gust of mountain wind blew past, Coach Liu and the others were shocked suddenly, and their bodies were covered with goose bumps.

Coach Liu seemed to have been drained of strength, slumped on the ground, shook his head vigorously, stared at Tongtian Avenue blankly, seemed to remember something for a while, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Fang Ju, Fang Ju, come quickly, come and see the gods!"

(End of this chapter)