NOVEL Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation Chapter 469 - 319: Urgent!

Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Chapter 469 - 319: Urgent!
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Chapter 469: Chapter 319: Urgent!

Around the track, classmates were cheering with vigorous excitement.

The competing athletes began their races, pushing themselves to the limit.

Only Luo Jun from class 11 awkwardly crawled forward on the ground, but fortunately, he soon managed to regain his balance. He swung his legs and chased after the other athletes.

Class 11’s Xu Yan had been enthusiastically waving flags and cheering, but they suddenly went silent.

"Sister Yan, should we continue cheering?" asked one of the female classmates.

Xu Yan looked embarrassed as they had been the loudest moments before, only for things to turn out this way.

She glanced towards Pang Jiao and Li Shengnan cheering in the distance, complaining in her heart, "Are you guys here to mess things up?"

Guo Kunnan pointed towards the track, "Doesn’t it look like a tyrannosaurus running?"

Ma Shicheng, holding up his phone recording, responded, "You’re flattering him too much, he clearly looks like a dog paddling through ice!"

As they neared the finish line, a large crowd of students gathered. Shen Qing’e and her friends were standing there, with Jiang Yanan showing excitement on her face.

"Look, look, our classmate Jiang Ning is leading!" she exclaimed.

Shen Qing’e had noticed much earlier.

She had a great view and could clearly see Jiang Ning leading the race by several lengths, dominating the competition.

Shen Qing’e was so tense she dared not even blink, and amidst this tensed emotion, Jiang Ning smoothly crossed the finish line.

Jiang Yanan excitedly jumped up, "First place, our class got first!"

Lu Qiqi, who was usually quite composed, got swept up in the excitement as well.

Yang Sheng came from behind the crowd to greet Jiang Ning, "Awesome!"

Ma Shicheng and the others upon seeing this, raced towards the finish line.

The school loudspeaker then announced, "Congratulations to Jiang Ning from class 8 for achieving first place in the men’s 100 meters with a time of 11.95 seconds!"

11.95 seconds was a significant achievement for someone without professional training.

Dan Kaiquan didn’t join Ma Shicheng and the others; he stood alone for a while.

He saw Jiang Ning surrounded by a happy crowd at the finish line.

Dan Kaiquan quietly distanced himself from the crowd and repeatedly practiced warm-up exercises to get his body moving.

His good friend Guo Kunnan caught up with him again.

Dan Kaiquan stretched his legs, "Brother Nan, what was my sprint time you clocked earlier?"

Guo Kunnan replied, "Definitely under 12 seconds, very fast!"

He had been training with Dan Kaiquan and knew how much progress Dan had made in the past few months, regardless of the weather.

"Jiang Ning is 11.95, and I am under 12 seconds. Doesn’t this prove I’m not weaker than him?" Dan Kaiquan suddenly thought, "Even, could I be better?"

Guo Kunnan affirmed, "Yes, you’re strong, very strong!"

Dan Kaiquan looked towards where Jiang Ning was again; Ma Shicheng and others had already arrived, and also Chen Siyu and others, all celebrating.

Dan Kaiquan felt much less pressure. He was in the third group, and soon, it would be his turn to experience the cheers from his classmates!

"If a time of 12 seconds can win the group, then this group’s first place is mine!" His confidence restored, his eyes filled with determination, "My life, Dan Kaiquan, won’t be inferior to anyone!"

...

Luo Jun achieved a completely different sort of first place—last in his group.

His classmate Gu Tai approached him, his round face showing sympathy, "Brother, it’s not your fault. Class 8’s Pang Jiao and others were too intimidating!"

Luo Jun, as if hearing whispers from a demon, covered his ears, "No, I don’t want to hear that name!"

Gu Tai felt melancholy, with a touch of nostalgia. Once, he and Luo Jun had been the formidable duo, ’Black and White Double Killers,’ unrivaled in their class.

Now, Luo Jun’s mentality had weakened, frequently showing signs of nerve weakness.

However, Gu Tai had never thought of giving up on Luo Jun. He sincerely said, "It’s okay to be eliminated in the 100 meters. After all, it’s not your specialty. Your strengths lie in the 800 meters and long jump. Let me handle the 100 meters."

"I’ve heard the third group includes students from class 8, I’ll win it back for you."

...

The third group of men’s 100 meters was about to begin.

"Under the boundless sky, a day of fierce sunshine. How many cheers in my ear, blood boiling with dreams of youth, glory on the distant shore... that’s the direction of the stars," the loudspeaker broadcasted the pre-race motivational speech.

Dan Kaiquan, with his number pinned on his back, stood at the starting line, his eyes fixed on the finish line.

And not just the finish line.

It was a moment when all eyes were on him, he looked around for the person he cared about in the crowd, good, Bai Yuxia was there.

Dan Kaiquan felt much more at ease.

He calmed down, all distractions fading at that moment, leaving only one goal, the finish line.

Standing next to him was Zhao Jinyang from class 7, who wore a slightly hostile expression.

That morning, Tang Fu, the sports representative from class 7, had been teased by Cui Yu from the neighboring class 8, infuriating Zhao Jinyang as Cui Yu had not only teased Tang Fu but had also insulted their class.

Now, Zhao Jinyang, representing the people of class 7, was determined to severely dent the pride of class 8.

He, Zhao Jinyang, was a ’Quasi-Sports Talented Student.’

Do you understand what that means?

He was just half a step away from being a sports specialist.

The loudspeaker blared, "Like fierce tigers in the mountains, mighty dragons in the waters, class 7 houses hidden tigers and crouching dragons!"

Zhao Jinyang’s proud head rose even higher.

That was the slogan of class 7!

Onlooker Cui Yu remarked, "That guy is too arrogant; I can already feel his arrogance!"

"Brother Long, think of something quick!"

Wang Longlong pondered for a few seconds and decided to take action: "Brother Cui, follow me to the podium."

Seconds later, the loudspeaker voiced, "I am Nezha, I am Wu Song, class 8, slaying dragons and fighting tigers!"

On the track, Zhao Jinyang reacted, "What the hell?"

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