[Competition] The Road to Champion of the Seventh Prince of the Dragon Palace

The boy turned his head and took one last look at his favorite swimming pool.

Suddenly remembered that when he first arrived here four years ago, he was also full of vigor, with the dream of being a champion, and worked hard to sway his youth and sweat.

All dreams are so vulnerable in the face of reality. He is a child of a single-parent family. His father passed away before he was born, leaving him and his mother to depend on each other.

His mother worked as a cleaner in the office building for him to learn swimming at the city sports school, but this place just couldn't accommodate a child with a miserable life experience.

His poor background made it difficult for him to integrate into the world of his teammates, and he was squeezed out, isolated and even bullied by everyone.Someone poured water on his bed, and the quilt was soaked; the scalding water slanted down, causing blisters all over his body; an unknown yellow liquid appeared in the water cup...

He also tried to respond to the coach, but all he got was "If you keep looking for trouble, I will let you leave here immediately."

He began to give up on himself and lived in a muddle, and finally left the sports school because of poor grades and lost the value of training.

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Seeing this, Ao Ling was so angry that he clenched his lead tightly.

He is the Seventh Prince of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, the youngest son of the Dragon King, and the dearest baby in the whole family.

The Dragon King stipulates that his sons can only travel and live in human form when they are three hundred years old. Xiao Qi is only in his 270s, and his life in the Dragon Palace feels like years.

The little dragon cub stays in the Dragon Palace every day, yearning for the outside world very much. Today, when he heard that the third brother is back, he rushed to his palace to look for him, wanting to hear him talk about interesting things in the world.

Unexpectedly, the third brother was called by his father to deal with other matters, so he could only wait in the room.When I was bored, I found such a reading material from the world, thinking that there must be many interesting stories in it, so I opened it and read it.

As soon as he read the beginning, Xiaolong Zai was very angry. There was a kid from the swimming team in the book who had the same name as him.

It is said that the surname "Ao" is rare in the world. If there is, their ancestors must be related to the dragon clan.

"Cheer up for the prince, how can you lose to human cubs in swimming related to the dragon clan???"

The little dragon cub was angry for a long time, and his pink and jade-like face turned into a swollen bun, but the third brother hadn't come back yet, and before he knew it, the seventh prince fell asleep lying on the desk.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Ao Ling woke up and opened his eyes, but he was not in the Dragon Palace.

The thin young man sat up and looked around with a dazed look on his face. This was a vertically deep room, with a whole row of large cabinets on each side, divided into small compartments and small compartments.

And he was lying on the bench in the middle just now, his upper body was naked, and his lower body was wearing a pair of black leggings that were only as long as his knees.

"You're in a good mood, and you actually fell asleep in the locker room at this time." Someone slapped him on the back of the head with great force, and the tone didn't seem like he was joking.

Ao Ling thought about it for a while, and the scene of herself sitting on the bedside all night appeared in her mind with a sheet and quilt cover that could wring out water.

Isn't this what happened two days before the boy with the same name and surname as himself in that book left the swimming team?

Little Dragon Cub pointed to himself, and asked the person in front of him: "Who am I?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, and then a schadenfreude smile appeared on his face: "Ao Ling, what's the use of you pretending to be stupid with me here, hurry up, this is probably the last time you swim in this pool."

"How about it, have you decided whether to go to New Oriental to learn to be a chef after leaving the sports school, or to go to Lanxiang to drive an excavator?" Another person approached beside him, laughing very maliciously.

"Why don't you go to work in an electronics factory, hahaha."

"According to me, for someone like you who is at the bottom of the team, it's better to leave early. Why waste time here, you don't have any aggressiveness at all, and you don't deserve to practice swimming at all."

The little dragon cub's fist hardened again. As the Seventh Prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace and the supreme ruler of the aquatic tribe, are these half-grown human cubs sure he is not fit to swim?

He straightened his chest, took a step forward to face the man, and showed a ferocious expression of a dragon roaring: "Wait and see, I will definitely win you!"

The human cub burst into laughter and gave him a bunch of supercilious eyes on the spot.

Seventh Prince: "!!!"

"Let me tell you, in today's team test, whoever swims to the last place will get out of here immediately!"

The speaker was standing by the swimming pool, his voice was so loud that it sounded a little harsh, reverberating in the empty swimming pool, and constantly plucking the string that was stretched to the limit in other people's minds.

This person is Yu Xiaoyu, a swimming coach at a sports school in City A.

There were eight teenagers standing on the starting platform at one end of the swimming pool. Without exception, they were all bent over and lowered their heads, staring at the water surface of the swimming lane they were in. When they heard the coach's words, they all looked at The eighth lane on the far side.

The boy standing on the starting platform of the eighth lane was the tallest of the eight, but the thinnest.

Fourteen or fifteen-year-old sports boy, others can already see the inverted triangle outline with broad shoulders and thin waist, but he is still so slender that he can see the distinct ribs.

The young man froze for a moment, as if he was not in the right mood. He saw that everyone around him was looking at him, and he realized it after a while. Although he didn't name his words just now, he meant that he was alone. Listen.

Ao Ling remembered that in the book, it was not only his teammates who finally drove the hapless guy away, but also Director Yu.

snort!Today, let these stupid humans see how the dragons swim.

50 meters by 25 meters international standard swimming pool, 26 ℃ constant temperature, automatic water circulation, purification, filtration, disinfection.The air was filled with the faint smell of copper sulfate, which made the already tense atmosphere even more tense.

The team members watching the match were a little excited. All the fast swimmers in their team gathered in this group, except for Ao Ling.

Someone couldn't help whispering: "Director Yu is clearly trying to drive him away. In the 100-meter freestyle, which of the other seven people can't beat Ao Ling?"

"Didn't you make it clear just now? Who will leave in the end!"

"..."

The sound of preparation sounded, and the eight teenagers bent down, kicked their legs, stretched themselves into a bow ready to go, and pierced the eardrums with the sharp whistle, scrambling to shoot into the air like arrows off the string.

The curled body stretches out the moment it leaves the starting platform, and the posture in the air is smooth and straight. The time and height of each person's take-off, the distance and timing of entering the water are different, which directly leads to the fourth and fifth swimming lanes. Both players fought for themselves early in the run.

When he heard the whistle, Ao Ling also jumped out, but there seemed to be something wrong, the slowest reaction, the nearest entry point, and the rush out of the water, less than 15 meters away, he was already at a clear disadvantage.

Xiaolong cub cheered himself up in his heart, um, it's okay, it's not important, swim faster, and he will definitely be able to overtake them!

The 100-meter freestyle, a combination of aerobic and anaerobic, requires both explosive power and endurance, and requires athletes to allocate their physical energy strategically and reasonably.

The four players and the five players were running side by side, and they were half a body away from No.30 in the first 3 meters, but the contest between them was very tight, and the gap was very small.

Ao Ling felt that this body seemed to be unable to listen to him, his mind had already swam to the other side, and his body was still struggling in the water.

Just when I was missing the point, a sentence suddenly appeared in my mind: "It's not that I don't like swimming, I just don't like them."

This is the last voice left by the original owner of this body, with strong unwillingness and resentment.

Ao Ling stabilized her mind, she no longer used her consciousness to dominate her body arbitrarily, but slowly guided her, and began to rely on instinct to paddle, thigh, and breathe.

When he was close to 50 meters, he started to speed up, his palms broke through the water lines, and he slid alternately in the waves, his legs kept beating the water surface, splashing out eye-catching waves.

When he turned around after swimming the first 50 meters, he had quietly surpassed the person in front and came to the seventh place!

Before the team test officially started, two people walked in silently from the back door of the swimming pool, and found a position on the stand overlooking the entire swimming pool. Among them, the young one held a stopwatch, and when the whistle sounded, he pressed Press the timer button.

They have watched the test all morning. Among the dozens of players, there are only a few who are eye-catching. This is the last game.

Yu Xiaoyu by the pool glanced up from the corner of his eye, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

When he was close to eating, Ao Ling instinctively drilled his head down, rolled his whole body forward, and his legs hit the wall of the pool like a whip. With just one turn, he surpassed another person and came to the sixth place. !

At this time, the lively team members on the sidelines realized that something was wrong. The guy who had always been at the tail end of the team, instead of being thrown far enough away today, came to the sixth position?

"What's the situation? Is this the last struggle, knowing that I'm going to pack up and leave?"

"Struggling is useless. I heard Director Yu has informed his parents to come and pick him up as soon as possible."

"Look at his movements. A person who has learned swimming for more than ten years can swim freestyle like this. I really don't know how he was selected in the first place. His qualifications are mediocre and his training is not hard."

"..."

Ao Ling's brain was inexplicably in a state of extreme excitement, and his strong desire to win kept driving his body to swim forward, but his muscles had reached their limit.

Consciousness and body are gradually separated, but they are closely connected. In the spiritual world, he is the Seventh Prince of the Dragon Palace and has absolute control over water.But this thin body couldn't support his powerful mental strength at all, and he was on the verge of collapse.

There is only one thought in Ao Ling's mind: "I can't lose, I can't lose to these human cubs!"

40 meters, 35 meters, fifth, fourth, 30 meters, 25 meters... Soon, he has come to third place, and is still narrowing the gap with the fourth and fifth swim lanes.

Although this is just an ordinary test in the team, the tense atmosphere is no worse than during the official game.

However, the competition between the fourth and fifth lanes, which attracted much attention at the beginning, has become less important. At this time, everyone's eyes are attracted to the eighth lane. They bullied the guy who only dared to be a man with his tail between his legs every day, and at this time he would suddenly exert his strength.

The senses of the body gradually become paralyzed, and they are constantly driven by the consciousness to do the repeated Huashui exercise. As the goal gets closer and closer, the excitement of the brain becomes stronger and stronger.

Entering the final 10-meter sprint stage, the eight swimming lanes were splashed everywhere, and everyone put out all their strength to start the final sprint.

Yu Xiaoyu looked at the situation in the swimming pool, the expression on his face changed from contempt to surprise and then became more gloomy. The hand holding the stopwatch was unconsciously clenched, as if he wanted to crush it.

He sneaked another look in the direction of the stands, his eyes were complicated, and even a little uneasy.

10 meters, 9 meters, and 8 meters, the three figures in the fourth, fifth and eighth lanes swam to the finish line at the same time. superior.

"No way, no way, did Ao Ling get bloody today?"

"Fuck, I read that right, is he going to reach the finish line at the same time as Wang Xinxin (Si Dao) and Li Sichen (Wu Dao)?"

"This……"

They seemed to have realized something, but their reason couldn't believe it!