The School Beauty's Super Rogue-Chapter 799 - 796 End

Fanghua: "Anyone else want to give it a try?"

The trolls fell silent. Damn, you can casually pull up someone’s information, how are we supposed to play with you?

Fanghua: "Hahaha, a bunch of losers, let’s see if you dare to slander us again!"

Won’t Take a Selfie: "Big Sis, you’re awesome! Stop those bad people from saying bad things about Brother Hao!"

The trolls were in turmoil, thinking, I’ve dominated for a lifetime, and today, I’m being mocked by two girls to the point I can’t speak?

Clearly wanting to smash the keyboard, but why do my hands feel so heavy?

Foodie Ling’Er: "Selfie Miss, do you know Qin Hao?"

Won’t Take a Selfie: "Yep, he’s my brother. And I’m not just a little sis, I’m the big sis!"

Foodie Ling’Er: "What a coincidence, I’m also his sister. Nice to meet you, Big Sis!"

In a certain room, Xixi and Bi Fang exchanged a look.

The little girl hadn’t spoken yet, but the latter jumped in to answer: "Turns out we’re all family!"

In her view, anyone on Qin Hao’s side was family.

As for being a sister?

A sister is the safest, she can’t be a romantic rival.

Foodie Ling’Er: "Sister Fanghua, you’re amazing! Teach me hacking, and I’ll teach you martial arts..."

Fanghua: "Sure, but I want martial arts that can make scummy men wish they were dead!"

Foodie Ling’Er: "Sister Fanghua is so fierce! But I like it, deal!"

So, without Qin Hao knowing, the aggressive sister and the foodie sister actually got to know each other well.

When he found out about this later, he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

...

On the field.

After Qin Hao’s introduction, the atmosphere at the scene cooled down.

Other athletes might be famed, but it depends on who they compete against.

Now Qin Hao is the sensation in athletics, in front of the home crowd, he’s the real protagonist.

As for the others?

Who cares who you are?

In front of a national idol and a regular idol, of course, you choose the former.

In such a situation, Kevin on the seventh lane didn’t receive much applause.

Even though he tried hard to smile and struck a cool Superman pose, the response was merely lukewarm applause.

"Damn, these Huaxia People really have no enthusiasm!"

Kevin was infuriated, thinking about how in the semifinals, his strength and spotlight were stolen, all by one person.

So he turned to look over, eyes burning with jealousy.

Qin Hao noticed the oddity on the seventh lane, realized it was Kevin staring, and smiled: "Hey, you made it to the finals too!"

"Go to hell!"

Qin Hao’s words were like rubbing salt in the wound, making Kevin roar angrily, even startling the referee nearby.

Qin Hao casually smiled, thinking this guy actually has some skill.

Previously, when he was bored, he went to the track to spectate and saw Kevin running over, and he unintentionally pulled a funny face.

Seeing Kevin slip up a bit, he thought Kevin would miss the finals.

Now it seems, this guy is still really strong, even an off day was enough to break under ten seconds.

Of course, whether Kevin is strong or not doesn’t affect Qin Hao.

After all, when he promised Wang Weiyin to bring honor to the country, he was mentally prepared.

This world championship can’t be for nothing, fame from beating Kevin isn’t the main thing.

The championship is the ultimate goal!

Based on years of experience, Kevin knew the race was about to start, if he didn’t put out some harsh words now, he wouldn’t have the chance.

Clenching his teeth, glaring at Qin Hao: "You lowly yellow-skinned pig, I’ll show you the difference between mortals and gods!"

Qin Hao smiled, listening to the referee’s order, bent over, feet on the starting blocks, body arched like a cheetah ready to spring.

Kevin, after all, is the sprint king.

Taunts aside, once the referee ordered, he immediately shook off the negative emotions and calmed his mind.

This is the finals, he wouldn’t allow the mistake of the semifinals to repeat, so he decided to focus hard and set a new personal record!

Assuming the starting position, Kevin believed both his action and state were great.

Also, feeling the light breeze, the wind speed was good too, as if adding color to this super battle.

Bang!

At the sound of the gun, Kevin moved in response.

Like an agile cheetah, he lunged forward with unparalleled speed.

He felt the wind whistling by his ears, every cell in his body came alive.

He’s experienced this feeling many times, it wasn’t unfamiliar.

He knew his start was perfect, otherwise, he wouldn’t feel this excitement in his mind.

Even without turning his head, he could sense from his peripheral vision that the runners on lanes six and eight weren’t beside him.

Which meant that with one start, he was already ahead of everyone.

Plus, he could even sense the person on lane five panting heavily.

That heavy breath came from behind.

Even Jason, who ranked second in the semifinals, hadn’t kept up with his pace.

So how would that lucky Huaxia mutt fare?

Kevin confidently smiled to himself, he saw no need to turn his head.

He intended to fulfill his promise before the start.

In this race, his real opponent was himself, he aimed to break the world record again, becoming an unparalleled legend!

Whoosh!

Eight figures, like racing cars, made exaggerated noises on the track.

As the race reached the middle stage, spectators could see that the positions of the eight were close, only Kevin slightly led by a body length.

"Fast! Incredibly fast!"

The commentator raged, "In just fifty meters, Kevin has widened the gap with the second place!"

"It seems nothing can stop this man, Kevin is about to reach the finish line, is he going to create a miracle?"

Actually, on TV, computers, and phone screens, everyone could see the race.

But listening to the commentator’s surging voice, everyone’s heart followed with excitement.

Suddenly, the commentator’s tone changed: "No! The outcome isn’t settled yet, Jason and Orwell are starting to push harder, the gap is gradually closing!"

"With twenty meters left, the distinction between the top three is clear, as if the outcome is destined. Where’s our Huaxia hero? He’s in fourth place!"

"The outcome seems destined, can Qin Hao catch up?"

"Here he comes! Qin Hao is coming! The sprint king is here! Qin Hao is pushing hard, overtaking second and third place, his speed is still increasing, the finish line is just ahead, he’s now alongside Kevin..."

On the field, Kevin saw the finish line just ahead, and the threat from Old Jason and Orwell on either side seemed to be gone.

Because from the corner of his eye, there were no competitors beside him.

Which means I, Kevin, here in Shanghai, will claim my third world championship sprint title!

The moment the thought surfaced, Kevin crossed the finish line and started to cheer loudly.

"Yes!"

He excitedly punched the air and leapt, that feeling of excitement and exhilaration surpassed every previous time.

After all, this time, he didn’t just beat his old rivals, but also overcame a pesky Huaxia person.