Chapter 22 What Record Was Broken?

"Okay, that's what you said."

Jia Long gritted his teeth and said, "I'll compete with you in push-ups. Let's do 300 push-ups. Whoever finishes first wins."

"no problem."

Liu Feng said with a smile: "I have another suggestion. Just now, the three-kilometer cross-country running with weights has been upgraded. Let's upgrade the push-ups as well! It will also make it more exciting for everyone to watch."

At this time, the college students in the two teams looked at Liu Feng with anticipation.

Just now no one thought that Liu Feng would win. He was already admirable for daring to accept the challenge of the military instructor, and he won by a huge advantage. God knows what unexpected things Liu Feng can do.

Jia Long had an extremely sinister aura at this time, "Okay, how do you want to upgrade?"

Liu Feng said with a smile: "Let's do push-ups with one hand, 150 with the left hand, and 150 with the right hand. There are 300 push-ups in total. Whoever finishes first will win."

Wow!

As soon as Liu Feng's words came out of his mouth, there was an instant uproar.

"Fuck! Do it with one hand!"

"And I have to do 150 push-ups with one hand. I usually see this kind of fierce man on TV, but today I saw it alive!"

"Nimei! What does it mean to see something live? It's called a live version. You are still a student of the Chinese Department, can you use words?"

These college students were extremely excited, and everyone's enthusiasm continued to rise, because they found that the expectations for Liu Feng were really worthwhile. Just one sentence from him has already turned an ordinary push-up competition It's exciting.

"Very good, Liu Feng, you are very good." Jia Long nodded heavily, "I agree with the promotion contest you proposed. But I want to make one thing clear, even one-handed push-ups must be done to an absolute standard. Every movement has to reach a 90-degree angle between the forearm and the forearm."

"Of course, let's get started!"

While Liu Feng was speaking, he fell flat forward with a soldier training standard zombie forward movement. When his body was about to fall to the ground, he pushed his left hand forward to support his body directly, while his right hand was already behind his back.

Jia Long also used the standard zombie forward movement to set up a one-handed push-up posture.

At this time, the eyes of the two fell on the ground, and then turned their heads to look at each other at the same time.

Liu Feng still had a smile on his face, but in Jia Long's eyes, this smile seemed to be mocking.

I don't know why, but Jia Long suddenly felt a little weak in his heart. Maybe Liu Feng's performance in the three-kilometer cross-country with a load just now was too good, which unknowingly affected Jia Long's self-confidence.

At this moment, Zheng Yong, who was panting like a dog, had come back and shouted loudly: "Start!"

cut!

After the soldier lost a game, he lost all the prestige in the hearts of all the college students. When he came to announce the start, he was immediately booed and almost vomited blood.

However, the match between Liu Feng and Jia Long really started. Under the action of one hand, the two bodies kept bending down and then propping up, and every movement was extremely standard.

"three!"

"Four!"

"five……"

When the second person did the third push-up, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in the second team of the Department of Literature.

It was Peng Jiaqi, she was counting for Liu Feng vigorously.

Immediately afterwards, another beautiful female voice joined in, "Six, seven, eight..."

This voice belonged to Yang Shiwen, Miss Yang's voice was equally beautiful, and her voice was extremely delicate and clear.

Then, other students joined in——

Nine!

ten!

eleven……

After reaching twenty, the voices of all the students became uniform,

The sound wave is higher than the wave.

With the encouragement of his classmates, Liu Feng completed push-ups faster and faster. At the beginning, Jia Long and Liu Feng's speed was almost the same, but after fifty, the frequency of push-ups and push-ups between the two became faster and faster. The law is no longer the same.

After a hundred moves, Liu Feng was ahead of Jia Long by at least five moves.

"One hundred and forty-eight!"

"One hundred and forty-nine!"

"One hundred and fifty, Liu Feng is one hundred and five!"

When Liu Feng finished 150 push-ups with one hand, some students almost jumped up.

Immediately, Liu Feng suddenly turned his left hand behind his back, and changed his right hand to support the ground.

Driven by Liu Feng, Jia Long also changed hands, but when he retracted half of his left hand, he realized that his left hand hadn't completed 150 push-ups yet.

But when Jia Long was about to put his left hand on the ground again, his movements slowed down by half a beat, so under everyone's gaze, the instructor Jia's body slapped flat on the ground with a slap, and his whole face was like the ground. Had an intimate encounter.

coax!

Jia Long's embarrassment caused a lot of laughter.

"Instructor, don't be in a hurry to change hands. You made one hundred and forty-three with your left hand, and you are still seven!"

"Instructor, are you tired and want to take a rest?"

"Liu Feng, the instructor is tired, do you want to wait for him for a while? Haha!"

Judging from the voices of the students at this time, almost everyone was overwhelmed by Liu Feng's performance. They no longer regarded the two soldier instructors as authority at all, and began to tease them casually.

Jia Long was so angry that his whole body was trembling, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to get in, but he didn't have time to worry about it right now, so he quickly propped himself up again and continued...

But no matter how hard Jia Long is trying, the ending is already doomed.

When Jia Long changed hands and did 120 push-ups with his right hand, he heard cheers like a sea tide.

"One hundred and fifty!"

"One hundred and fifty times, Liu Feng has won!"

"Do 150 times with each arm, a total of 300 push-ups, and won again!"

Jia Long turned his head to look at Liu Feng. From his angle, he could only see Liu Feng's two calves, because Liu Feng had already stood up at this time.

"Jia Long, you don't need to continue, because you've already lost. There's really no sense of accomplishment in defeating a weakling like you!"

Liu Feng's voice rang above Jia Long's head.

"I..." Jia Long stood up slowly, his arms were trembling, his armpits were already wet, his whole face was as suffocated as a purple eggplant, "I did lose this round, But don't forget, we have to compete in three things."

"Then continue, what's next?" Liu Feng said.

call!

Jia Long took a deep breath to cool himself down as much as possible, "It's better than a hundred meters. No one in the anti-aircraft artillery regiment is faster than me."

"Can."

Liu Feng nodded with a smile, and walked to the starting line of the track again.

"Liu Feng, come on!"

"Liu Feng, come on, you will definitely win!"

The moment Liu Feng stood on the runway, the students of the Chinese Department cheered again.

Jia Long's mood, which had just calmed down, fluctuated again. He stood beside Liu Feng, and the muscles on his face twitched a little.

The more he listened to the college students cheering and shouting for Liu Feng, the angrier he became.

"Zheng Yong, what else are you thinking? I want to compete with Liu Feng in the 100-meter race, why don't you announce the start of the race?" Jia Long, who was extremely angry, suddenly turned his head and shouted at Zheng Yong.

"Ah, ah...start!"

Whoosh!

Zheng Yong was stunned for a moment by the scolding, but as soon as he started to say the word, Liu Feng shot it like an arrow that left the string.

Nima!

Jia Long was so angry that he was about to roll his eyes. When he realized it, Liu Feng was already half a body ahead of him.

The most important thing is that Liu Feng's speed is too fast, as fast as a gust of wind.

Jia Long threw off his legs and almost used his breastfeeding strength, but he still watched Liu Feng run farther and farther, and the distance between the two became wider and wider.

For a short distance of 100 meters, for an excellent sprinter, it is only something that can be completed within ten seconds.

But in this short 100 meters, Liu Feng actually threw Jia Long more than ten meters away.

Ding!

When Liu Feng rushed to the finish line, a strange young man standing with Sun Chengfeng and Du Ge suddenly made an electronic crisp sound.

At some point, a stopwatch appeared in the young man's hand.

"Zixuan, are you timing him?"

"Wei Zixuan, this kid runs pretty fast, how is his grade?"

Du Ge and Sun Chengfeng asked sullenly.

The young man called Wei Zixuan frowned, "It broke the record, it actually broke the record, how is this possible?"

"Break the record?"

"What record was broken?"

Sun Chengfeng and Du Ge asked in confusion.

Wei Zixuan shook his head, "No, maybe my stopwatch is broken."

While speaking, Wei Zixuan pressed his thumb lightly, and the stopwatch instantly reset to zero.

But before the stopwatch reset to zero, Du Ge saw the number on the stopwatch - 8.88!

"8 seconds 88!"

Du Ge exclaimed, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, how is this possible? The 100m world record is only 9.58 seconds!

Just now Wei Zixuan said that Liu Feng had broken the record. Only now did he know that Liu Feng broke the world record of 100 meters. Could it be that the stopwatch is really broken? Will the stopwatch really break at this time?

"What? Du Lou, what are you talking about?"

Sun Chengfeng was so shocked that he almost jumped up, "8 seconds 88? You mean Liu Feng ran 100 meters in 8 seconds 88?"

Sun Chengfeng was asking Brother Du, but his voice was louder, so that the college students twenty meters away could hear him clearly.

"Did you hear that? They said Liu Feng ran 8.88 seconds!"

"Nimma, is this impossible? Can human beings reach this speed?"

"Although I admit that Liu Feng was really fast just now, unbelievably fast, but I still can't believe it."

The college students discussed again. Although many people did not believe that Liu Feng could really run the 100-meter time of 8.88 seconds, they were still a little crazy with excitement.

The corner of Yang Shiwen's mouth in the square team raised a sexy arc, she shook her head and said, "Will you break the world record? I think Liu Feng, a scoundrel, can really do it."

Wei Zixuan was stared at by Sun Chengfeng and Du Lou, and said with a serious face at this moment: "Don't look at me like that, I told you the stopwatch might be broken."

After saying this, Wei Zixuan added as if he was talking to himself: "If the stopwatch wasn't broken, Liu Feng would be terrible. He didn't break a 100-meter world test!" It's that easy to record."

"What do you mean? Zixuan, please explain clearly!"

"Wei Zixuan, don't be a fool."

The two asked again.

Wei Zixuan pondered for a while, and said: "Just now he carried a load for three kilometers, and I also timed it, load! Three kilometers is 3,000 meters, and the world record is 7:20.67, but you know that he was carrying a 60-jin load just now Under the circumstances, did you achieve any results?"

"have no idea!"

Sun Chengfeng and Wei Zixuan shook their heads together.

Wei Zixuan said: "Seven minutes, exactly 7 minutes! The load broke the world record of 3,000 meters, so I can only think that the stopwatch is broken."

After saying these words, Wei Zixuan threw the stopwatch to the ground and stomped it down.

Click!

The electronic stopwatch was smashed to pieces by Wei Zixuan!