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 had miscalculated. This position was right opposite Fang Xing, and was actually quite close to him.
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 was 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 didn't move and looked at each other from a distance of more than one meter. This was the first time Wang Ling looked at Fang Xing head-on. One person is sitting in the shade of a tree and the other is standing in the sunshine. The two form a sharp contrast.
Under the sunlight, Fang Xing's hair was slightly brown. Still the same pair of white short-sleeved shirts and blue striped sweatpants. His face was very fair, which made Wang Ling once feel that if he wore women's clothing, he would be a good person...
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. He was shining brightly just after he arrived at No. 60 Middle School. It was so dazzling. Wang Ling actually expected that if he refused Fang Xing's request, he would probably be hated even more than if he refused.
Therefore, although Wang Ling lent him the sword, he didn't really like Fang Xing in his heart...
He didn't 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 had always been poor. Teacher Ye, as the teaching and research leader of the physical education group, had always had a headache. This year, the elite class of No. 60 Middle School finally got a few students with sports talents such as Chen Chao. In addition, today they suddenly discovered a good prospect like Fang Xing. Teacher Ye felt that this opportunity was definitely not to be missed.
Fang Xing stood on the starting line holding Jing Ke, waiting for Teacher Ye to start. When using the teaching spirit sword before, Fang Xing ran ten laps in a minute and a half.
If the error in the final result does not exceed 30 seconds when using a normal spirit sword, 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 brought up 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 you have to be ignored by a girl, even if you ask for trouble in private, you will probably not be able to fight him!
There's a saying... I just like the expression on your face that you can't stand me, but you can't get rid of me.
Wang Ling felt that this sentence was very appropriate for 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 Jingke over to Fang Xing, Wang Ling had already asked Jingke 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 could bear it.
On the seventh lap, sweat finally dripped down 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 followed Fang Xing closely, and he has been highly concentrated.
Teacher Ye is actually very sensitive to this slight speed gap after teaching physical education for so many years.
Wang Ling sat under the shade of a tree and watched 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. The way he looked at Fang Xing was mostly judgmental. For Chen Chao to say such a thing was enough to prove that Fang Xing was 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 suddenly changed his pace and suddenly started to speed up. .
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... 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 being 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: "Thank you, classmate! 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 Fang Xing’s impression was 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 you gathered everyone 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."
"Like This… "
Fang Xing smiled and looked at Teacher Ye with his teeth: "Actually, I think classmate Wang Ling is also quite strong. Let him come with us?"
“…”
Wang Ling saw it now.
This... is definitely intentional!
(End of chapter)