"Okay, it was probably an accidental injury. Can you still run?" The referee frowned, but still asked, "Are there any reserve players?"
There was no evidence to prove that it was Sister Xia and her group who stepped on it, so the referee had no choice but to settle the matter, mainly because the game was about to start and there was not much time to care about anything else.
"There are no reserves." The wounded man shook his head with tears in his eyes, then stood up and said, "I can still run, it doesn't matter."
"Okay, that's fine, let's go and draw lots." Seeing that the injured man could indeed stand up, the referee paid no more attention.
"Haha..." Seeing this, Sister Xia and the others snorted proudly and went to draw lots.
Seeing the injured person's expression about to cry, Cen Li stepped forward and patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we will win back this debt from the competition. If your feet hurt, don't force yourself too hard. I guarantee that you will win the championship."
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Cen Li originally wanted to preserve her strength, but Sister Xia and her group went too far, and she had to teach them a long lesson.
"Okay, Xiaoli, it's up to you." The wounded man also knew Cen Li's strength and said thankfully, "Fortunately, it's not you who is injured. You must win the championship."
"Okay." Cen Li nodded solemnly.
A total of more than 30 people from more than ten schools participated in the 100-meter track and field event. This stadium has six tracks, which means that only six people can run at a time.
After drawing lots, Cen Li got No. 5 and was among the first batch to run.
"Look, why are there such young children on the field?"
"Can you run fast?"
"Is this where the participation award comes from?"
"..."
When they entered the arena, the audience on the stage were surprised to see Cen Li's frail little body, and they even gave up hope.
Hearing those negative speculations, a real primary school student would probably cry in discomfort.
However, Cenli is not an ordinary primary school student, one with a stable mentality.
"Bang..."
With the sound of gunfire, all the contestants rushed out.
Among them, Youdao's figure stands out particularly.
It’s Cen Li!
Everyone in the audience saw that the soft-looking little girl who was least expected was swept past like a whirlwind after she settled down.
Before anyone could recover, the little girl had already hung the finish line on her body.
Visible to the naked eye, even the referee who was timing the game looked a little confused.
Until, Cen Li's performance was ranked first on the ranking list.
Time taken, 11.85s!
"Wow..."
After a moment of silence, the whole place was in an uproar.
You know, the scoring standard for women's 100-meter sports specialties students only needs to run under 12.80 seconds to get a perfect score.
11.85s, this is directly the level of a national first-level female athlete!
A ten-year-old girl ran beyond the level of a first-class athlete, and the whole scene exploded.
Everyone is asking which school Cen Li is from. She can already become a national athlete.
A group of people from the Second Central Primary School were even more dumbfounded. For primary school students, the perfect score for a sixth-grade girl's 100-meter run is only 16.8 seconds, let alone younger ones.
Although they can run faster than the average person, their best results are over 13 seconds or over 11 seconds. They simply don't dare to think about it. The gap is really huge.
"Impossible, is there something wrong with the timer?" No one in the Second Central Primary School could believe it.
You know, Sister Xia, who is considered the most powerful in their hearts, only has a best score of 13 seconds!