This scene stunned Wang Ling. He was sitting in the shade of a tree pretending to be resting. This should be an inconspicuous position. However, Wang Ling missed one point. This position happened to be facing Fang Xing, and it was actually quite close to Fang Xing.
of.
As a result, as soon as Teacher Ye finished speaking, Fang Xing walked towards him step by step.
"Classmate, can you lend me your sword?" Fang Xing smiled, his expression looking very natural and relaxed.
Wang Ling actually didn't want to borrow it from the bottom of his heart. For a cultivator, any exclusive magic weapon is a very private thing. And the most important thing is that Jingke has a very special meaning to Wang Ling.
After Fang Xing asked, the two of them did not move. They looked at each other from a distance of more than one meter. This was the first time that Wang Ling looked at Fang Xing head-on. One person was sitting in the shade of a tree, and the other was standing in the sunshine. The two formed a
sharp contrast.
Under the sun, Fang Xing's hair was slightly brown. He was still wearing the same pair of white short-sleeved shirts and blue striped sweatpants. His face was very fair, and Wang Ling once thought that if he wore women's clothes, he would be a millionaire.
Good player...
After a full minute of silence, Wang Ling finally reached out and handed Jing Ke over.
Because he really couldn't stand the burning eyes of the girls around him.
Fang Xing was like a sun now. It was shining brightly as soon as he arrived at No. 60 Middle School. It was so dazzling. Wang Ling had actually expected that if he refused Fang Xing's request, he would be worse off than if he hadn't borrowed it.
Being hated by others.
Therefore, although Wang Ling lent him the sword, he didn't really like Fang Xing in his heart...
He did not read that Fang Xing deliberately wanted to borrow his spirit sword. Everything seemed natural. But Wang Ling had a feeling in his heart that Fang Xing did it on purpose.
Of course, Wang Ling also had his own purpose in handing Jing Ke over. Jing Ke had his own consciousness. If Fang Xing was really fishy, Jing Ke would definitely be able to detect it based on his strength.
As a result, the next physical education class became Fang Xing's personal show.
In previous years, No. 60 Middle School's performance in the district's school league games has always been poor. Teacher Ye, as the head of the teaching and research team of the physical education group, has always had a headache. This year, the elite class of No. 60 Middle School finally had a few people such as Chen Chaozhi.
He is a student with a special talent in sports, and today he suddenly discovered a good young talent like Fang Xing. Teacher Ye felt that this opportunity was definitely not to be missed.
Fang Xing held Jing Ke and stood on the starting line, waiting for Teacher Ye to start. When using the teaching spirit sword before, Fang Xing ran ten laps and one and a half minutes.
If using a normal spirit sword, the final result error does not exceed thirty seconds, that is, it can still run within two minutes. Teacher Ye feels that the running event at this year's 60th Middle School League Games will be basically stable.
Following Teacher Ye's wave, Fang Xing began to run along the track.
The jogging speed of a cultivator... is much faster than the sprinting of ordinary people. As soon as Fang Xing started, he created a series of afterimages, turning the girls around him into cheerleaders instantly.
The girls were all cheering, while the boys were discussing gossip. As a transfer student, Fang Xing was a little out of touch, which made some boys unhappy.
But this kind of unhappiness can only be suppressed in the heart. Whoever goes against Fang Xing at this juncture will definitely not get any good results. If a girl ignores him, even if he looks for trouble in private, he will probably not be able to defeat him!
There is a saying... I just like the expression on your face that you can't stand me and can't get rid of me.
Wang Ling felt that this sentence was very appropriate to apply to Fang Xing now.
For the first six laps, Fang Xing ran surprisingly easily, and Jingke was firmly controlled above him, floating in the air.
When he handed Jing Ke over to Fang Xing, Wang Ling had already asked Jing Ke to stay as relaxed as possible and tried to find ways to increase Fang Xing's spiritual energy consumption.
What Wang Ling didn't expect was that Fang Xing actually endured it.
On the seventh lap, sweat finally dripped from Fang Xing's cheeks, and his speed obviously slowed down a bit. Of course, in the eyes of ordinary people, this speed is still a series of phantoms... Therefore, Teacher Ye's eyes have always been
He kept following Fang Xing closely and was highly concentrated.
This slight speed gap is actually very sensitive to Teacher Ye's teaching of physical education for so many years.
Wang Ling was sitting under the shade of a tree watching the show. He saw Chen Chao holding his waist and watching in shock: "Classmate Fang Xing... is too perverted!"
Wang Ling felt that this "abnormal" sound should be a great compliment to Fang Xing. Chen Chao's level reached the standard of a first-class athlete in the foundation-building stage of Huaxiu Nation. Most of Fang Xing's eyes were judgmental.
For Chen Chao to say such words is enough to prove that Fang Xing is unusual.
But Wang Ling always felt that Fang Xing was far from being as simple as he seemed.
Wang Ling looked at the track. In the blink of an eye, Fang Xing had already reached the ninth lap. With bursts of cheers from the girls around him, Fang Xing actually changed his previously slow pace and suddenly started to speed up.
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On the tenth lap, he passed in front of Teacher Ye like a gust of wind, and the stopwatch finally stopped at one minute and thirty-one seconds.
"It's...so amazing!" Teacher Ye looked at the stopwatch and almost jumped up with excitement.
Under normal use of the spirit sword, the difference from before is only one second!
Moreover, the most important thing is that the spirit sword used by Fang Xing belonged to Wang Ling. It was not his own spirit sword and he had not signed a contract. Even though the level of tacit understanding was not so high, he actually outperformed the sports students.
Excellent results... Teacher Ye suddenly felt that he had found a treasure!
After running, Fang Xing's face turned a little red. While panting, he came to Wang Ling to thank him and handed Jing Ke back.
When he took over Jingke, Wang Ling already knew for sure that Fang Xing's specific state was far from as simple as the foundation building stage.
What is this person hiding?
This feeling of unclear origin made Wang Ling a little uncomfortable.
Fang Xing lifted up his white short sleeves, wiped his sweat, and smiled brightly: "Classmate, thank you! Oh, by the way, I haven't asked you what your name is yet?"
Wang Ling hid the depth in his eyes under his bangs.
This is the second time the two of them have looked at each other.
Before he could speak, Chen Chao beside him had already interrupted: "His name is Wang Ling, and he is a master who doesn't like to talk much."
Chen Chao has always been a familiar person, and he always has an inexplicable fondness for the top names in sports. So his impression of Fang Xing is not bad.
"Oh, it turns out to be classmate Wang Ling." Fang Xing nodded.
Suddenly, he looked at Teacher Ye beside him: "Teacher Ye, have everyone gathered at the league sports meeting?"
Teacher Ye touched his chin and thought: "The specific lineup has not been determined yet, but this year our school will win the city's key points, so we still have to pay attention to the district competition this time. Principal Chen asked me to come up with the strongest lineup. Let's
As for the two elite classes, you and Chen Chao have already confirmed their places."
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Fang Xing smiled and looked at Teacher Ye with his teeth: "Actually, I think classmate Wang Ling is quite strong. Let him come with us?"