Chapter 350: There is a Kind of Start Called an End
"How is this possible? How can a human be this fast!"
"Could she possibly fly too?"
Yet, no matter how much they didn’t want to believe it, they had no choice but to accept it.
Because the truth was right before their eyes, Xia Weibao had already reached the finish line, while He Nanbei was still standing there, dumbfounded, in the middle.
In other words, Xia Weibao’s speed was at least twice as fast as He Nanbei!
That’s not even counting the second she zoned out at the start.
Crazy!
The whole world has gone mad!
Such speed could break the world record a hundred times over!
A crowd swarmed up, eager to see how long it took Xia Weibao.
However, the timekeeper was also stunned and thus forgot to press the timer.
No record.
So everyone demanded Xia Weibao to run again, such speed could qualify for a world record!
Too bad, Her Majesty the Empress is a low-key person who never cares for fame and glory.
Thus, no matter what was said, she refused to run again.
What a joke, does running not take any effort?
She hadn’t eaten spicy strips for two days and was so hungry she was seeing stars.
He Nanbei was utterly shamed.
His prized specialty, and he couldn’t even beat a woman.
Beaten so badly, he wanted to go home and cry to his mother.
The other soldier brothers were also blushing with shame; if He Nanbei wasn’t a match, they were even less worthy to speak.
Which means they were even worse than a woman...
Could anything be more heart-wrenching?
Perhaps because Xia Weibao was petite with long legs and a light figure, which meant little air resistance, could her speed be that fast.
Yes, that’s it.
Comforting themselves with the noble spirit of Ah Q, the soldier brothers reignited their will to fight.
They would press on.
Two more rounds, strength and shooting.
To regain some confidence, the third round was about strength.
Women naturally have less strength than men, so Xia Weibao couldn’t win this one, right?
With her frail frame, she probably couldn’t even muster much strength if she tried her hardest.
Definitely no chance of winning.
The soldier brothers, already beaten black and blue, kept psyching themselves up and then discussed who should compete.
In the end, they decided to send out their strongest man, Zhao Wen!
Before joining the army, Zhao Wen was a weightlifter, with incredible strength!
Just looking at the muscles on his body was proof enough.
When he flexed his arm, the muscles bulged in blocks, and the veins were so distinct that one could see them clearly, like a real hunk.
He stripped off his shirt, flaunting his muscles, trying to terrify Xia Weibao psychologically.
Ugh...
Her Majesty the Empress almost threw up!
These muscles, so large they made her want to retch.
Dog Emperor and Lu Hualiang had better physiques, long and muscular, sexy, wild, a delight to the eyes, and even more so to the touch...
Pah, pah, pah!
What was she thinking about, ogling men’s bodies, how pathetic!
Realizing her thoughts had strayed, Her Majesty the Empress felt a bit guilty.
This reaction, seen by Zhao Wen, was interpreted as fear, which made him even more smug.
Zhuang Xuejun was worried, "Baby, why don’t we forfeit this round?"
Yin Guo also felt Zhao Wen was too terrifying, like a strongman. With Xia Weibao’s slender arms and legs, what if she got crushed?
"Yeah, we’ve already won two rounds, even if we forfeit the next two, it would only be a tie, not a loss."
Xia Weibao, however, waved her hand dismissively with great bravado, "Don’t be afraid."
Then she went and sat across from Zhao Wen, both placing their hands on the table to grasp each other’s.
"Ready..." Set.
The judge hadn’t even finished speaking when Xia Weibao exerted force and pressed Zhao Wen’s hand down.
There’s a kind of beginning that’s known as the end...