Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 613 - 609: Ball Flying from the Sky

Chapter 613: Chapter 609: Ball Flying from the Sky

Chapter 609: The Ball from Beyond

Despite his maturity and extensive experience, Xiao Yi was, after all, just a twenty-year-old young man. In his bones, he still shared the same blood and genes as the excited and shouting young people outside. Most of the time, he suppressed these, but at this moment, he completely let go of his restraint, opened his heart to the feelings, and truly merged with the crowd. He became an ordinary teenager fighting for his fame, indulging completely and running wildly...

He was only a hundred meters away from the school record, and still had more than a minute left. My God, was he going to break the school record by a minute?

As Xiao Yi’s youthful and soaring figure sped closer and closer to the finish line, the crowd grew increasingly animated. Some, who had been prepared and watching the time, started to shout excitedly.

"Xiao Yi... Xiao Yi!"

The sound rose like thunder across the field!

The clenched fists of the referee tightened; he had already decided that no matter what, he needed to get this student into the school’s long-distance running team, to prepare for next year’s National College Sports Meet...

However, just as Xiao Yi was about to reach the finish line, with almost everyone’s heart lifted in anticipation and the crowd screaming almost crazily, a football suddenly flew towards Xiao Yi, who was running at full speed!

"Ah!"

Seeing this sudden football, the crowd let out a sharp cry of alarm!

Some girls even couldn’t bear to watch and closed their eyes!

In the process of running at such high speeds, everyone almost foresaw the upcoming tragedy with a football smashing into him—almost everyone here was from Z University, including students and teachers from even the non-academic Sports and Arts departments.

What a pity!

He was definitely set to break the record, and by a large margin at that!

But with this interruption, it now seemed difficult. If he wasn’t injured, he might still somewhat reluctantly take first place, but with a situation like this, falling and managing to continue running, even if uninjured, appeared challenging to break the record. Moreover, although the tracks were made of rubber, at such a high speed, the chance of him falling and not getting injured was really...

In everyone’s eyes, a hint of regret surfaced as they felt sorry for Xiao Yi in their hearts.

Humph, he wanted to break the school record?

He wanted to win the championship?

Keep dreaming, and have your "dumb luck" moment!

As the whole audience suddenly quieted down from the sudden turn of events, with everyone’s heart in their throats, no one noticed the cruel pleasure that curled the lips of Zhang Botao in the crowd; a perverse thrill surged in his heart.

However, his face’s perverse joy didn’t last long, just a fleeting moment, before his expression froze.

Xiao Yi had never expected a football to pop up at this crucial moment. His entire being was almost entirely immersed in running, but he was, after all, already a master in the Condensation period. His reaction was incomparable to ordinary people. In just an instant, his body, which was initially lunging forward, suddenly twisted at an unbelievable angle and shifted to another lane, narrowly dodging the football. His pace didn’t slow down as he continued to sprint towards the front.

"Snap!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the football that had been flying at high speed landed on the grass of the football field. It was this crisp sound that finally brought the spectators back from their immense shock, and a thunderous wave of shouting and applause erupted almost instantly.

"Snap!"

The mineral water bottle in Zhang Botao’s hand was instantly deformed by his grip. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he stared fixedly ahead, completely dumbfounded.

How could this be possible?

Such a sudden, such an accurate kick, and he had just been running so fast...

Zhang Botao shook his head vigorously, trying to convince himself that what had just happened was an illusion, that it was impossible. However, the figure of Xiao Yi breaking through the finish line and receiving the applause was so vivid...

Dumb luck!

This bumpkin, this bastard, has such dumb luck!

Zhang Botao could not believe that Xiao Yi had just reacted on the spot to dodge the ball. The only reasonable explanation was that he had already been planning to change lanes, and just happened to do so, avoiding the football by chance!

However, whether it was dumb luck or not, he knew that today, Xiao Yi had already clinched the championship and even broken the school record. That outcome could not be changed!

Enjoy your moment of pride a little longer!

From the corners of his eyes, Zhang Botao watched Xiao Yi in the distance, who was receiving flowers and applause, thoroughly enjoying his victory and the glory of winning the championship. The muscles on his face twitched fiercely, his fists tightened involuntarily once more, and he left a sinister glance before turning and disappearing into the crowd.

Just as he vanished, a sharp gleam flashed across Xiao Yi’s eyes within the crowd, suddenly looking in that direction.

From the moment the football had appeared, he had a vague feeling that this might not have been an accident. His Spiritual Sense had unconsciously been pushed to its limits.

He hoped to find the person who had thrown the ball, but unfortunately, even as he ran to the finish line, he had not felt anything until just a moment ago when he suddenly felt a strong hostile gaze coming from that angle.

But when his gaze captured that direction, he did not notice anything unusual nor did he find the gaze filled with hostility.

Could it be my imagination?

His gaze swept over the faces of the crowd who were vigorously waving their water bottles and cheering for him, and doubt inevitably arose in Xiao Yi’s heart.

Before he could think further, the other students had once again crowded around him.

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