C1 The Strongest Competitive System

"It's over, it's almost a hundred meters! With my weak stamina, I definitely won't be able to do it. I'm going to lose face in front of all the teachers and students in the school. "

Lin Cheng squatted in a corner, his hands clutching his head, his face full of bitterness.

Today was the annual sports event of Nanyang High School. For some reason, he was chosen to represent his class in the competition that was a hundred meters long.

Anyone who knew him knew that he liked to sleep the most. What he hated the most was sports. Not to mention a 100m sprint, he was tired to the point of gasping for breath when he ran for tens of meters.

If he were to participate in the race, it would be a complete disgrace.

"Ding... Host that matched the system has been detected. The competitive system is automatically bound."

"Ding... system binding successful."

System?! Damn it, could it be that he had read too many novels and had hallucinations?!

Lin Cheng's face was covered in a mask and his brows were knitted together. He looked at the empty corners and muttered softly.

"Ding... Signing for the function has been activated. Host, please sign. Friendly reminder. Signing for it will give you a rich reward. Ding... Signing for the function has been activated. Host, please sign for it. Friendly reminder. Signing for it will give you a rich reward."

"Ding... Received Beginner Gift Bag. Would you like to open it?"

Gulp...

Lin Cheng's face was filled with ecstasy. Is this really the system?! He swallowed his saliva and nodded repeatedly. "Open it, open it, open it immediately!"

"Ding... Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Basic Fleetfoot Skill Book. Ding... Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Basic Fleetfoot Skill Book. [Basic Sprint Sprint Sprint, lasts for 10 seconds. Speed can reach 36,000 kilometers per hour.]"

36,000 kilometers per hour?

Doesn't that mean that it can reach ten meters per second?! If it lasts for ten seconds, does that mean he can do it within a hundred meters and ten seconds?! With this speed, he would probably be able to enter the national team, right?!

Moreover, this was only at the beginner level. Did that mean there would be an intermediate level or even an advanced level?!

If it reached that level, who knew how fast it would increase?!

"Hey, Lin Cheng, what are you daydreaming about? The competition is about to begin, hurry up and prepare!"

The class monitor Yue Ye adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and a malicious smile flashed across his face.

It would be his masterpiece to announce Lin Cheng's name and participate in the competition for a hundred meters.

His goal was to punish Lin Cheng and make him realize how big the gap between the two of them was!

"Oh, he's here."

Lin Cheng nodded and quickly received the Basic Fleeing Technique.

"Stinking brat, let's see how you lose face in front of all the teachers and students in the school!"

The corner of Yue Ye's mouth curled up. He was a famous sprinter in Nanyang Middle School. He had almost reached the level of a national second-class athlete. Even the municipal sports team had invited him before. However, it was only an excuse to be rejected by him because of his studies. The real idea was that he wanted to be with Ling Xueyi, the goddess, and capture her heart.

However, what made him angry was that the goddess had always been unmoved by him. Instead, she looked at Lin Cheng in a different light, who liked to sleep and read novels all day long. This made Yue Ye very dissatisfied in his heart, and that was why he thought of such a way to deal with Lin Cheng.

With the Sprint Running Technique in hand, Lin Cheng was no longer nervous, and his face was full of confidence.

"Lin Cheng, you can do it!"

Ling Xueyi, who had long hair and fair skin, waved at Lin Cheng in the stands. She had a faint smile on her face.

"Damn it! What's so good about Lin Cheng! He actually managed to make the campus belle of the University of Ling view him in a new light! "

" That's right, this fellow only knows how to sleep and read novels all day long, like a fool! He doesn't even deserve to carry shoes for the campus belle of the University of Ling!"

"Hehehe, don't worry, after the competition starts, this kid will become a laughing stock in front of the entire school! I think this time, we will create the record of the slowest 100m race in Nanyang Middle School!"

On the stands, a group of boys who normally looked at Lin Cheng in a very unhappy manner laughed maliciously.

Their eyes lit up as they looked at Lin Cheng, who was on the track.

Under everyone's gaze, with the sound of a gunshot, the 100m sprint officially began!