Chapter 859 Competition (1)

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Chapter 859 Competition (1)

"Damn it, he really participated in the game."

"Great my brother."

"It's really awesome, and they all went to the Olympics to participate in the competition. What else can this guy not do?"

"By the way, you may not know that this guy directly challenged more than a dozen events, which means that this guy participated in at least ten competitions."

"My day... is this guy a monster?"

"Haha anyway, come on Xia Ming."

"come on……"

On this stage, a burst of shouting shook the world, which made countless people start shouting, cheering for Xia Ming, Xia Ming is from China, and they cheered for Xia Ming, that is what it should be.

Xia Ming stood on the field and looked at the people who cheered him around, which made Xia Ming sigh for a while. Then, under the countless gazes, he slowly raised his hand and then raised his index finger.

When Xia Ming raised his index finger, the shouts in the room became even crazier.

Before the race, it was a warm-up. Xia Ming tried to warm up himself, but at this moment, a voice sounded.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, you'd better go home and drink milk. Even a yellow-skinned monkey like you dares to participate in the competition. It seems that there is no one in China."

The person who spoke was a black man, but people all over the world knew him because he was a 100-meter, 200-meter racer, world odds holder, and he was Porter, a man who could fly.

When Xia Ming looked at Porter, Xia Ming frowned slightly. This person is from Jamaica, and Jamaica is a small country.

Xia Ming looked at this dark-looking person, which made Xia Ming frown. For these black people, Xia Ming didn't have a good impression. The reason was that they felt that these people were too dirty.

It's like black coal, giving people an unsightly feeling, mainly because Xia Ming is not used to this kind of skin.

Xia Ming hummed and said with a smile: "Black guy, don't be self-righteous. If you lose the championship today, hehe, that person will lose a lot of money."

For the Bolt in front of him, he didn't have any favor, Xia Ming responded without hesitation.

"You deserve to win the championship with your short stature. I think you are dreaming. It's daytime, not night." Porter sneered.

"Are you Jamaicans so good at bragging? I think you might as well be bragging." Xia Ming countered.

"you……"

When Porter heard this, he looked at Xia Ming with some anger, and said coldly, "I'll see if you can laugh in a while."

"You can laugh or not, you'll know in a while."

"Yellow-skinned monkey, I hope you can beat me on the field, otherwise, you Huaxia are all idiots." Porter sneered.

"Who is the idiot?" Xia Ming said directly.

"Idiot called you..." Porter said coldly.

"Yeah, the idiot is calling me." Xia Ming looked at Bolt with a look of sudden realization, with a little playfulness in his eyes.

When Porter heard Xia Ming's words, it made Porter annoyed for a while. He didn't expect that he would be fooled by the guy in front of him, which made Porter the one who was angry. Porter said angrily: "Don't take advantage of your tongue, I will win you, let's see how you laugh."

"The game hasn't been compared yet, so how do you know how you won, you're a tiger." Xia Ming said coldly.

"What is a tiger?" Poulter was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of these two words, while Xia Ming laughed.

"Tiger force..."

Xia Ming felt that the guy in front of him was really interesting, and then Xia Ming slowly stretched out his index finger under the gaze of Porter.

When Porter saw the index finger, Porter knew that Xia Ming was despising himself, which made Porter furious.

"See you at the game later."

Then Bolt left here. At this time, Li Chunfeng came over, looked at Xia Ming, and said solemnly, "How is your state?"

"It's okay, I will definitely win a gold medal." Xia Ming said with a smile.

"Keep your state, don't let up, wait for a while and then go to the 800-meter race at speed, because after this race is over, it is the 800-meter race." Li Chunfeng said solemnly.

"Well, I see." Xia Ming nodded.

"I really don't know why you participated in so many projects. If you are like this, I'm really worried that your physical strength is not enough." Li Chunfeng sighed.

"enough."

Xia Ming shook his head, and then said: "The game is about to start, I'm going to the game."

Then Xia Ming quickly came to the arena. His game number was No. 6, while Porter was No. 7. Xia Ming looked at the guy in front of him and smiled coldly.

"Tiger force!"

When Xia Ming said these two words, it made Porter almost go wild. Porter looked at Xia Ming angrily, wishing he wanted to beat Xia Ming violently.

"preparation."

At this moment, the referee's voice rang out. At this time, the people present saw that Xia Ming did not make any preparations, which made everyone in the arena shout.

"Fuck, what is this eldest young master doing, hurry up and make preparations, doesn't he know, do

Can a well-prepared move be a fraction of a second ahead of others? Although these tenths of seconds are not many, they can completely lead others with these tenths of seconds, and even these tenths of seconds can make him a champion. "

"That's right, this guy doesn't want to run at all, it's a shame, but it's thrown into the world."

"My national husband won't be so fierce, right?"

"God knows what he's doing, don't act like that even if he is handsome."

For a time, this made a lot of people talking about it. Looking at Xia Ming, they all blamed. Don't underestimate these preparatory moves during this race, because these preparatory moves may be the key to winning the championship. .

At this moment, the referee couldn't understand what Xia Ming was doing. However, the referee didn't say anything. Xia Ming didn't make any preparatory moves or violated the rules. As long as he started running when he blew the whistle, then That's it.

"I wipe, what the hell is this doing?" Even Li Chunfeng was annoyed and asked, "Liu Tong, what is he thinking about, doesn't he know this is a game?"

"I think he should have his own ideas." Liu Tong thought for a while, and then explained that in his perception, Xia Ming was a very stable person, and he didn't seem like such a person. Liu Tong also Some don't understand what Xia Ming is doing.

"I have a fart idea..." Li Chunfeng scolded angrily.

"Drip..."

Just as Li Chunfeng was talking, a voice resounded, and the game started at this moment...

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