My Dimensional Life Simulator

Chapter 81 Breaking records is more interesting than studying
Kassel College.

stadium.

A middle-aged man with short hair, German-style thin eyebrows, and a somewhat expensive cigar was smoking leisurely.

Looking at the people lined up one after another, he exhaled a mouthful of smoke, and then said in a German-style eagle language:
"Freshmen, I am Professor Mance, who is in charge of the supervision of this physical examination, and I am also the teacher in charge of teaching your "Magic Mechanics Design Level [-]"."

Behind him, a number of janitors wearing the uniforms of Kassel College were preparing testing instruments on the field in full swing.

"The physical test this morning is a simple measurement of the 3-meter run. After the test, don't leave the gymnasium. You will take the [-]E test later."

"If your name is called, get on the runway and get ready!"

After saying a few words, Professor Mance took another sip of the cigar. Sometimes he didn't even exhale the smoke, but inhaled deeply into his lungs.

For him, smoking too many expensive cigars is like getting drunk, but the familiar feeling of exhaustion is his favorite feeling during missions.

Professor Mance glanced at the assembled equipment behind him and the scattered janitors, picked up the list in his hand and glanced at it.

"Finger von Frings."

Finger, who was still chatting like a chatterbox, suddenly fell silent, then blinked quietly at Jiang Feng, and walked quickly to the runway.

"Do you need to warm up?" The janitor on the side asked after looking at the equipment.

Fingel seemed to be a different person at this time, the haze in his eyes disappeared, replaced by an inexplicable sternness and self-confidence, and a strong aristocratic temperament faintly emerged from his body.

"What is the current college record?"

Before the janitor could speak, Professor Mance on the side smiled and said:
"6 seconds 62, set by students of class 1986, what, are you interested?"

Fingel twisted his neck, stretched briefly, and let out a long breath.

"It's much more interesting to break records occasionally than to delve into mathematics!"

As he spoke, he stood on the runway and squatted down, getting ready for a start.

With the firing of the starting pistol, Finger ejected instantly, an afterimage crossed the runway, and the dust on the ground was rolled up by that terrifying speed.

Most people found that he had already galloped 20 meters away in the blink of an eye, and the exaggerated starting speed made the janitor with the starting gun stare wide-eyed.

After a few seconds.

The specific data was also displayed on the instrument at the finish line. The blond janitor standing there just glanced at it, then quickly ran to Professor Mance's side and said:

"6.59, breaking the record!"

"Is the data correct?" Mance frowned slightly, and the cigar in his mouth also released a little smoke with his hesitation, "The one who broke the record last time seems to be an S-level student? I remember he later Going to the Huaxia branch."

"The data is correct. This is already the most accurate instrument in the world." The blond school worker looked at Fingel, who was showing off with Jiang Feng, and his pupils involuntarily widened.

Professor Mance nodded.

"It's fine."

"Occasionally there are mixed races with innate physiques beyond ordinary people, and it's not a big problem."

"Anyway, the body side is just a rough look at the basic situation, and the 3E exam is the main factor that determines the level of bloodlines."

As he spoke, he glanced at the list and asked the next student to prepare.
"It seems that you probably lost the bet this time." Fingel looked at Jiang Feng with a smile, and the fierceness just now had disappeared without a trace, just like an illusion.

Jiang Feng glanced at the record and nodded slightly.

"Fortunately, if you lose, do you want to do something interesting?"

"I can let you choose."

"Brother Jiang Feng, don't think too much about this." Fingel waved his hand with a smile, "You must know that Professor Mance just said that I have broken a record that has not been broken in 15 years."

"Well, I'll try to slow down." Jiang Feng said softly.

"Uesugi Kaede."

A moment later, Jiang Feng's name was also called.

Fingel put one hand in his pocket, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, like an elegant nobleman, quietly watching the boy's back.

He also wanted to know what kind of results this young roommate with S-class blood could achieve.

Jiang Feng stood directly on the track and squatted down slightly, as if preparing to run.

He didn't use the starting block, because he hadn't used it before, and if he insisted on using it, he might overwhelm the score he wanted to lower.

As for things like the spirit of speech, it seems that it was also mentioned in the entrance lecture yesterday afternoon. Since there is Professor Flamel's "Spirit of Words and Discipline" within the scope of Kassel College, it is impossible for mixed races of lower blood than him to Use Speech.

Of course, he's out of range.

However, this kind of thing doesn't need words.

boom!
With the sound of the starting gun, Jiang Feng's right foot kicked the runway so hard that it was completely bald.

His figure turned into a faint afterimage in an instant, with a gust of wind blowing everything around slightly.

Jiang Feng raised his head slightly, and began to slow down before approaching the finish line, forcibly reducing the explosive force driven by the start of the run, so that his figure could be slightly observed.

But even so, when everyone present saw the results displayed on the instrument, their eyes widened, and their eyes were already filled with horror.

"Professor Mance, the grade is - 5.86."

Listening to the grades reported by the janitor, Professor Mance looked at Jiang Feng who was slowly walking aside, and swallowed involuntarily.

Over there in the Neon branch, when will such a monster appear! ?
If he didn't feel wrong, the air didn't even have the slightest spiritual response just now.

That is to say, even though his bloodline surpasses Leonardo (Leonardo Flamel) as Angers said, it has already surpassed most of the mixed races without using the language!

More importantly, according to the file, this kid is only 12 years old today! !

Is this the real gap between S-level and A-level?Sure enough, that guy Angers specially recruited, none of them were little monsters!
When all the freshmen came back to their senses, they all cast reverent glances at Jiang Feng.

Many of them came from mixed-race families, and some were natural elites among mixed-races, but in front of this real "monster" boy, these seemed so insignificant.

You know, when the young man named Fingel broke the record just now, it was enough to amaze them, but now the record is not only broken, but also a full 0.73 seconds.

This is why it is said that when the gap between the strong and you is large enough, what you have will no longer be jealousy, but real admiration.

"Brother Si Jiangfeng, did you start plotting against me a long time ago?" Fingel exhaled with a sigh, and the pupils in his eyes were still dilated for a while.

After thinking for a few seconds, he said softly:
"And just now, did you take the initiative to slow down?"

"Yes." Jiang Feng nodded slightly, "There is no need to exceed too much, lest it will be difficult for future people to break through."

Hearing this, Fingel was stunned for a moment.

This roommate of affection is more familiar with the routine of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger than him! !
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After a while.

When all the physical tests were over, Professor Mance glanced at the people lined up and said:
"In another hour, you have to start preparing for the real assessment—the 3E exam."

"The ratings given before you came to Kassel College are just preliminary judgments on your bloodlines, and cannot be considered completely accurate."

"And the 3E exam is really related to your rating, so you must relax and not be too nervous, just treat it as an ordinary quiz."

(End of this chapter)