"Claude, come on!"
"Claude, use your strength."
"Claude, didn't you eat last night?"
Of course, the people in the lifeguard team were on Claude's side, and they were all cheering for Claude.
However, Claude suppressed his blush and still failed to move Chen Zhao's wrist.
Fali looked at Claude with a sneer: "Claude, you only have this little ability, are you still provoking my man?"
Claude was even more energetic when he heard Fali's words.
However, even though he pushed his strength to the extreme, he still couldn't shake Chen Zhao's arm.
Chen Zhao's hand gradually increased in strength, and Claude's face began to look painful.
Because Chen Zhao was not pressing down, but squeezing his palm.
Claude felt as if his palms were clamped by a vise. Claude finally shouted: "I give up, let go, let go."
Chen Zhao then let go of his hand, and Claude covered his left hand and kept rubbing it.
He felt that Chen Zhao was going to crush his left hand.
"Chen, you're serious. You're trying to compete with others by wrestling or pinching their wrists. That's too much."
Fali's words made Claude's face turn red. Claude was unwilling to give in and was defeated by Chen Zhao and humiliated by Fali.
"Arm wrestling is my weakness. Let's try it with someone else. Do you dare?"
"Compared to what?"
"swim."
"Okay, how about placing some bets?"
"Chen, I'll give you a hundred dollars," Fali said.
"I press Claude, fifty dollars."
"Claude, one hundred dollars."
"It's all pressed." Claude took out his wallet from the drawer: "I pressed myself, a thousand dollars."
"I'll follow too." Chen Zhao also took out a thousand dollars and threw it on the table.
"We rush from here to the beach, then swim to the buoy, and then swim back. Whoever gets here first will win."
"good."
Fali leaned into Chen Zhao's ear and said, "Be careful. Claude used to be a professional athlete and won awards in domestic competitions. Don't be careless."
"I know." Chen Zhao turned around and kissed Fali on the lips: "This money is really good, why don't you encourage them to make more bets later."
"I'll kill you." Fali slapped Chen Zhao angrily.
Claude became even more jealous when he saw Fali and Chen Zhao flirting like no one else.
As members of the lifeguard team, this kind of coastal sprint swimming is a subject they must train every day.
Claude's performance has always been among the best in the lifesaving team, second only to their captain Robbio.
So he didn't believe that the Asian in front of him could compare with him.
Whether it's running or swimming, Asians have always had no advantage.
What's more, this is still his advantageous event, and although the opponent is physically strong, he is still a layman.
Both of them came to the beach downstairs. When they were wrestling with each other, the female referee once again acted as the one giving orders.
"Three, two, one! Start."
Both of them rushed out of the starting line in an instant, but in the blink of an eye, Chen Zhao had already surpassed Claude by one position. However, the starting line was only a few dozen meters away from the seaside, so the gap was not obvious.
But when Chen Zhao jumped into the sea, he jumped several meters away, directly widening the distance.
Claude followed closely behind, but in terms of explosive power, he couldn't compare with Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao's speed was too terrifying, and he was diving directly into the water without emerging at all. He reached the position of the buoy and then emerged and swam back.
Buoys are marks used to mark deep water areas, about two hundred meters long.
But Claude only swam one hundred and fifty meters.
Chen Zhao had already passed by him, and the lifeguards standing in the corridor of the headquarters had fallen silent.
No one cheers for Claude anymore, it's not that they don't want to cheer for Claude.
They really couldn't make a sound, the gap between Claude and Chen Zhao was too big.
As soon as Claude swam to the buoy, Chen Zhao was already ashore.
Is this speed twice as bad
Why is Claude in such bad condition today
Chen Zhao didn't give up at all, he rushed to the finish line, hugged Fali and circled around, and then gave Fali a deep kiss.
When Claude reached the end of the journey, he had lost all desire and returned to the finish line dejectedly.
"Claude, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Why did you lose so much?"
"A little uncomfortable." Claude said casually, but he knew in his heart that he really lost completely this time.
This is not a gap in status, but a gap in real strength.
He couldn't beat others in arm wrestling, and he was completely defeated in running and swimming. He had no shame in provoking Chen Zhao anymore.
"you win."
Robbio walked to Chen Zhao's side. He didn't know how Claude and Chen Zhao had conflicted before.
But when the two of them reached the beginning of the sprint swim, he just came back.
He saw a scene of their match and could see it with his eyesight.
It's not that Claude is in bad shape, he performed at a normal level today.
The main fault is that Chen Zhao is too fast, whether it is sprinting on the beach or swimming in the sea.
The gap between the two is like the gap between a child and an adult.
"Chen, you were two hundred meters away in the sea just now, less than fifty seconds."
"It must be going downstream, the waves are just going backwards."
Robbio shook his head: "It was a countercurrent just now, and no matter whether it is downstream or against the current, you are too fast. I have never seen anyone who can swim in the sea for fifty seconds."
"You must have made a miscalculation." Chen Zhao said disapprovingly.
"How about we compete?" Robbio said with a smile.
"There's no need for that." Chen Zhao competed with Claude purely to gain face and slap Claude in the face.
He has such a good relationship with Robbio. If he loses his face in front of his team members, wouldn't it hurt his friendship
"Captain, do you want to compete with him? Come on."
"Let's have a show."
"Let's have a show."
"Let's have a show."
"What's that compared to?"
"My swimming speed is definitely not as fast as yours. How about we compete in diving?"
"Who's holding their breath for a long time?"
"No, it's the depth of the freehand dive," Robbio said.
The world record for this sport is 112 meters, wearing only one goggle and nothing else.
Fali stood next to Chen Zhao and said, "Chen, Robbio is the twelfth world record holder."
"How deep?"
"My best record is 72 meters, but I have only reached that depth once in my life." Robbio said.
"Then I'll give it a try." Chen Zhao said, not that he wanted to compete with Robio, he just wanted to know his own limits.
(End of chapter)