Punch in the heavens

Chapter 85
Day and night change, the stars change, and as the sun hangs in the sky again, a new day comes. By the way, it is also Monday, the day when students return to school.

After waking up comfortably, although it was a wooden bed, it was also very comfortable. After a simple wash in dialect, he was ready to go out to find Luo Feng.

The two are classmates, and they used to go to school together. Today, it is no exception to be different.

Before Fang Yan opened the door, there was a knocking sound outside the door instead.

Opening the door, Luo Feng stood outside.

"Afang, my mother asked me to bring you the fried buns. Eat it quickly. You have to go to class after eating. It's not good to be late."

As Luo Feng said, he took out a plastic bowl from behind. There were delicious fried buns in the bowl.

Fang Yan hurriedly took the bowl from Luo Feng's hand and came to the table, not even bothering to go to the kitchen to get a pair of chopsticks.

Grabbing it with your hands, the pan-fried buns were not hot, and when you took a bite, they were filled with juice. A bowl of pan-fried buns was eaten by Fang Yan in an instant.

The belly gradually swelled, Fang Yan noticed Luo Feng next to him, this bitch was standing next to him all the time, wouldn't want to eat his fried rice, right?

No, he has to pre-emptively go the way of others, so that others have no way to go.

"Do you want to eat it? If you don't eat it, that's fine."

Fang Yan quickly turned his back to his body and gave Luo Feng a gloomy back.

Luo Feng couldn't help but smile wryly at Fang Yan's behavior, it's just fried buns, although it's delicious, he wouldn't be able to grab it with him.

"Okay, I've eaten. I won't compete with you. Hurry up, I'm really going to be late."

The dialect doesn't care what Luo Feng said, just as he finished speaking, the battle has been resolved here, and it's gone.

Coming downstairs, Luo Feng glanced at the dialect, the meaning was self-evident, and there was another small competition.

The so-called little competition is that when they go to school every morning, the two of them run there on their legs.

For advanced students, the prerequisite for achieving this title is to have a punching power of 700 kilograms and a speed of 22 meters per second.

Compared to before the Great Nirvana, there were only those heavyweight boxing champions who could achieve such punching power.But no one can achieve such a speed, and the world record for [-] meters is also more than nine seconds away. This is the gap.

In the previous small competitions, Fang Yan lost more than he won, his original strength was weaker than Luo Feng, but today, Fang Yan really admires Luo Feng's courage to compete.

The No. [-] High School in Yi'an District is not far from low-rent housing. When this high school was first established, it was built for these poor families.

It's just that the educational ability has become stronger and stronger. These years, there is a faint tendency to become the strongest high school in Yi'an District. There is no way, the population base is large, and some geniuses can be produced.

From the low-rent housing to the third high school, there are all small alleys. This kind of construction pattern can save more space. Of course, the environment and convenience are much worse. There is no way, poor!

Fang Yan and Luo Feng exerted their strength in an instant, shuttling through the narrow alley like nimble leopards.

Their current general speed has reached sixteen or seven meters per second.It was just a small competition, Luo Feng naturally didn't use his full strength, you know, he has been tested before, he can run 27 meters per second with full strength.

The two were on the left and the right, and refused to give in to each other. Sometimes Luo Feng was in front, and sometimes Dialect was in front.

Just when they all came to an intersection, a huge truck rushed up from the corner. There was a blind spot in front of the left side of the truck, so he didn't notice the two of them at all.

Because this is a small alley, the speed of the car is not fast, but it is still sixty yards, not to mention that this is a big truck, if they are hit, the result of the two of them can be imagined.

At the critical moment, the two looked at each other, not only did not show the slightest panic, but showed a hint of excitement.

I saw Luo Feng kicking the ground with his left leg, and after a sudden effort, he flew up seven or eight meters, jumped over the truck, and then landed in a half-squat, his movements were so chic and handsome.

Dialect was not to be outdone, his speed increased sharply, ghostly shadows flashed, and he also dodged the truck.

"I didn't expect you to be so handsome, but there is still a slight gap between me and me." Fang Yan looked at Luo Feng not to be outdone.

"You may have something serious wrong with you, but I'm better than you."

"I'm stronger than you."

"I'm stronger than you."

"In that case, let's decide who gets to school first."

"can."

Dialect just agreed, and was about to say a few more words, when he realized that Luo Feng had already run more than ten meters away, didn't he call to start? Young people don't talk about martial arts.

However, he likes it, just run, what is he afraid of, let him run tens of meters, if he is beaten by a senior student, then he, a senior fighter, will die, go home and farm!

Touching his strong calf, dialect immediately burst out with all its strength.High-level warriors are really not for playing. According to current predictions, his speed can reach twice that of Luo Feng, which is completely crushing speed.

Of course, Fang Yan rushed to the front of Luo Feng in no time, otherwise it would be hard to explain at that time, he still doesn't want to expose his strength, only Gou can live for a long time.

In the small alley, he was sprinting for [-] meters, a wall blocked him, and shot straight up, failing to block him for a moment, and he was about to catch up with Luo Feng, but he just didn't take that step. , just for fun.

Luo Feng obviously also noticed the dialect behind him, he is willing to be chased by others, even a good brother is not good, does he want to lose face?

Luo Feng continued to work hard, seeing that the school gate was a hundred meters away, he had already shown a triumphant smile, as if he had the chance to win, but would the dialect really make him happy?

If you look down from the sky at this moment, you will find that the distance between the two is shortening visible to the naked eye.

Luo Feng naturally found out about this, but what surprised him even more was that he had already used his strongest strength, but the distance was still shortening. What did this mean? It meant that Dialect was stronger than him, at least in terms of speed better than him.

Luo Feng is not jealous, he is even quite happy for his brother, but he still has a faint sense of loss in his heart, this guy must use his study time to go to exercise, no, it seems that he has to work hard.

At the last moment, Fang Yan won the small competition with a half-foot advantage.

"How about it, I told you that I'm stronger than you, are you convinced now?" After winning the competition, the dialect is naturally cool. He won the competition, not someone else, but the protagonist of the stronger group in the future.

Faced with such an ending, Luo Feng did not expect it. Of course, he would not play tricks, it was just a game, and he, Luo Feng, would not be able to afford it.

"Yeah, you're better than me, okay, let's go to class, we're going to be late."

Luo Feng said helplessly, sometimes he feels that dialects are just like children, but isn't that what a man's happiness is all about.

(End of this chapter)