The last obstacle is Dalian.
This is easier for Kazehara Tetsu.
After adjusting his posture, he stretched his legs into Dalian without hesitation.
Then, he kicked the ground hard and jumped forward.
In this way, Kazehara Tetsu jumped all the way to the finish line.
"First place! Kazehara Tetsu! Class A!"
A few seconds later, Shibata Hayato also crossed the finish line.
"Huh... huh..."
Compared with Kazehara Tetsu's calmness, Shibata was completely exhausted.
He held his thighs with both hands, sweat flowing crazily down his face and dripping on the red runway.
He was panting heavily, but his eyes were fixed on Kazehara Tetsu who had straightened up.
After resting for about a minute and waiting until his breathing calmed down a little, Shibata Hayato straightened up and walked to Kazehara Tetsu's side.
"Again... you win."
Shibata's voice contained a kind of open-mindedness that he would accept the loss calmly.
"It's just good luck."
"Don't come here. There is no such thing as pure luck."
Shibata Hayato shook his head, his big eyes staring straight at Kazehara Tetsu, his eyes full of curiosity.
"That...Kagihara."
"Huh?"
Kazehara Tetsu looked at the Hot-blooded Youth in front of him.
"How did you practice?"
Shibata Hayato really couldn't bear it any longer. This question had been swirling in his mind since Pole Push Competition just now.
"I think that the amount of training in this school is definitely no less than anyone else's. Morning jogging every morning, extra training in clubs, and strength training in the evening... but..."
He looked at Kazehara Tetsu's muscular lines that, although tight, were not as exaggerated as bodybuilding.
"You look like... you don't go to the gym very often, right? Why do you have that Explosive Power... what kind of special training method is there?"
Faced with this pure look that almost said "Please accept me as a disciple" written on his face, the corner of Kazehara Tetsu's mouth twitched.
How did he answer this?
Tell him "I brought a plug-in"? Not only will it be regarded as crazy, but it will also be very troublesome to explain.
But if he doesn't say something, looking at Shibata's attitude, he will probably be pestering him for the next few days.
"It's a special training method..."
Kazehara Tetsu deliberately prolonged his tone and looked thoughtful.
Shibata Hayato's eyes suddenly lit up and his ears perked up, for fear of missing a word.
"Actually, there's nothing more."
Kazehara Tetsu sighed and put on an inscrutable expression.
"If you want to talk about the secret, it's probably... don't 'train' muscles."
"Eh?"
Shibata was stunned, this completely subverted his cognition, "If you don't train muscles? Then why train?"
"Practice 'Yi'."
Kazehara Tetsu started talking nonsense seriously.
"Shibata, your Physical Fitness is very good and your muscles are very developed. But you rely too much on the strength of the muscles themselves."
He pointed at Shibata's thigh.
"When you are running, you are using your legs to push off the ground. When you are crossing the balance beam, you are using your feet to grab the ground. This is all against gravity."
"Uh... shouldn't there be a confrontation?" Shibata was a little confused.
"Wrong."
Kazehara Tetsu shook his head, his eyes becoming deep.
"Go with it."
"Imagine that your body is not solid, but flowing wind, or water. When the wind blows through the treetops, will it fight against the branches? No, it will go around."
"When you run, don't think about how to exert force, but feel the direction of the wind and let your body become part of the wind."
There was a moment of silence.
The air seemed to be quiet for a few seconds.
Kazehara Tetsu looked at Shibata Hayato's dull face and wondered if he had made it up too much, a bit like a street vendor's magician.
However.
The next second, Shibata Hayato suddenly raised his head.
There was no deceived anger in those eyes, but an unprecedented light burst out.
"That's it!"
His voice was so excited that his voice trembled, as if he had just heard some secret book of peerless martial arts.
"I have always been too obsessed with improving physical functions, but I have neglected the spiritual aspect! Follow nature... become the wind..."
Shibata slapped his thigh and suddenly realized.
"No wonder I think your movements look so easy. It turns out it's because your realm is completely different!"
"Uh... more or less."
Kazehara Tetsu is a little ashamed, this guy's brain-feeding ability is too strong.
"I'm taught! I'm really taught!"
Shibata Hayato took a step back and bowed deeply to Kazehara Tetsu with an embarrassingly sincere attitude.
"Thank you for telling me such a valuable experience, Kagihara! I will go to training after it is over! I will definitely challenge you with a new attitude next time!"
After saying that, this Hot-blooded Youth, with an expression of "I understand", turned around and ran towards Lounge Area of Class B.
Watching his leaving figure, Kazehara Tetsu shook his head helplessly.
"What a... easy to deceive guy."
"But... if you can really achieve anything through practice, that would be like hell."
The voice on the radio rang again, urging Competitor who participated in the "Two-Person Three-Legged Race" project to gather at the starting line.
Kazehara Tetsu moved his ankles nonchalantly.
Next to him was Hashimoto Masayoshi, kneeling on one knee and holding a red cloth belt in his hand.
"Um... a little tighter? Kagihara."
Hashimoto Masayoshi skillfully put the strap around Kazehara Tetsu's left ankle and his own right ankle, while joking. "After all, if it loosens halfway, we will fall and eat shit, which will be very ugly."
"As you wish."
Hashimoto Masayoshi When I filled out this entry form, I had a lot of calculations going on in my mind.
At that time, he had never seen the completely unreasonable body functions of Kazehara Tetsu.
He thought that by bringing Kazehara Tetsu in and running together, he could not only ensure the Win Rate of this project, but also give himself more "Class Contribution Points".
After all, in his opinion, Sports Festival, as long as Class A wins in the end, the more active he is in it, the more stable his position in the class will be in the future.
Even... if you're lucky, you might even be able to get the Best Player reward from the whole school.
But now...
Hashimoto Masayoshi After tying the knot, he stood up and dusted his hands.
His eyes scanned the partners around him subtly.
"Hey..."
He sighed inwardly.
"Originally I was thinking about getting more points through hard work... Now it seems that as long as this guy is here, titles like MVP are not my turn to think about."
This is no longer a competition.
But...
Since you can't be the protagonist, then it's not bad to be the "Best Supporting Role" who can get the most shots next to the protagonist.
If you follow this kind of Monster, at least your chances of winning are infinite.
"Okay, the preparations are complete."
Hashimoto Masayoshi stretched out his arm and put it on Kazehara Tetsu's shoulders very naturally. He tilted his body slightly and moved his center of gravity closer to the middle.
"Although we haven't practiced much, with your reaction speed and my cooperation..."
He came closer to Kazehara Tetsu and said in a low voice.
"Winning first place should be something as simple as breathing, right? Partner."
Kazehara Tetsu turned his head sideways, feeling the weight of the arm on his shoulder.
"Then it depends on whether you can keep up with me."
"First Group! Everyone is in position..."
Referee's voice interrupted the surrounding noise.
This group of Competitor includes many powerful combinations from other classes.
But the moment Kazehara Tetsu and Hashimoto Masayoshi stood on the starting line, other combinations seemed to be eclipsed.
"Prepare..."
Hashimoto Masayoshi took a deep breath and focused all his attention on the tied right foot.
He knows that in this event, whether he can win does not depend on how fast Kazehara Tetsu runs, but on whether his Hashimoto Masayoshi can keep up with Kazehara Tetsu.