Silver Superman, starting from Super God Academy

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xin stepped out of the queue, walked out of the meeting room, and went to the center of the venue.

Just as he was about to run, he suddenly remembered something, turned to look at Luo Fan, and smiled:

"Luo Fan, I heard you're fast too, shall we have a race?"

"Otherwise, it's too boring for me to run alone."

Upon hearing this, Luo Fan shook his head and looked at Zhao Xin:

"Zhao Xin, my speed is only slightly faster, definitely not as fast as your Lightning Xin, so let's not compete."

"Luo Fan, let's have a match. Are you afraid of losing?"

Seeing that Luo Fan refused to compete with him, Zhao Xin used a provocative tactic, saying something challenging.

Zhao Xin didn't intend to discourage Luo Fan; he was simply known as Lightning Xin for his speed and wanted to compete with Luo Fan, who was also fast.

"Luo Fan, why don't you race against Zhao Xin? We want to see just how fast you are!"

Lena then looked at Luo Fan, who was dressed in white divine river armor and looked handsome and dashing.

She knew Luo Fan was very fast, and she wanted to see just how fast he was, besides his great strength and amazing defense, and whether he could rival Zhao Xin.

Even surpassing Zhao Xin.

Lena didn't believe Luo Fan's claim that the speed was only slightly faster. She knew that it was just that Luo Fan was naturally unassuming and didn't like to show off.

She also knew that Luo Fan was like a perfect warrior, with all attributes developed in strength, defense, and spirit.

Given Luo Fan's immense power, she didn't believe that his speed was only slightly faster.

"Yeah, Luo Fan, why don't you give it a try?"

"Just try it. You're not a child if you try."

"Could it be, as Zhao Xin said, that you are afraid of him, afraid of losing?"

Everyone wanted to see how fast Luo Fan was, so they all said things to provoke him into showing off his speed.

However, Luo Fan remained unmoved and shook his head.

"Luo Fan, why don't you give it a try!"

At this point, Qi Lin acted as a mediator and persuaded Luo Fan.

"Alright, Qilin, since you've said so, I'll have a contest."

Luo Fan saw that Qi Lin had also spoken, looking at the girl's delicate face.

Thinking back to last night, in the cold wind, the girl who had been waiting for him to return so patiently had agreed.

"Come on, Zhao Xin, as you wish, let's have a match."

Luo Fan came to Zhao Xin's side and stood in line with him, looking casual and relaxed.

"Luo Fan, this is so unprofessional! We're having a competition, aren't you going to get ready for the starting position?"

Seeing Luo Fan standing there lazily, Zhao Xin spoke up, while simultaneously bowing slightly and leaning his left leg forward, ready to rush out at any moment.

At this moment, everyone watched the contest between the two with bated breath and focused intently.

"Rose, who do you think is faster, Zhao Xin or Luo Fan?"

At this moment, Rui Mengmeng looked at Qiangwei beside her and asked.

"this…"

Rose touched her forehead with her delicate white hand, thought for a moment, and said:

"It's uncertain. Although Luo Fan's physique is very strong, Zhao Xin's Divine River gene is best at speed. No one here can match him. We don't know if Luo Fan can match his speed."

Yes, Rose's biggest estimate was whether Luo Fan's speed could keep up with Zhao Xin's and they could even tie.

I never thought Luo Fan could surpass Zhao Xin in speed, after all, Zhao Xin is too fast.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have earned the title of "Lightning Message".

"Hey, Xiao Lun, who do you think is faster, Zhao Xin or Luo Fan?"

Cheng Yaowen patted Ge Xiaolun on the shoulder and looked at the two people in the center of the field.

"I think, as we all know, Zhao Xin's speed is really too fast. Although his nickname is Lightning Xin, he's not actually as fast as lightning."

"However, his speed is several times faster than a cheetah. At that speed, I think Luo Fan probably can't match him."

After thinking for a while, Ge Xiaolun looked at the two people in front of him and expressed his opinion.

"Xiao Lun is right."

Liu Chuang then spoke, holding the Nuoxing Battle Axe in his hand, slung it over his shoulder, and looked at the two people in front of him, saying:

"Luo Fan already surpasses me by a large margin in terms of physical strength and attack, and his defense is also very strong. If he were to be faster than Xin Ye as well, that would be too abnormal!"

"Yes, Liu Chuang is right."

Cheng Yaowen yawned and said:

"If Luo Fan really surpasses Zhao Xin in speed, then he's truly a monstrous genius."

"Alright, their competition has begun. Let's see how it goes."

Lena looked at the two people in the arena. Zhao Xin, who was 1.69 meters tall, was bending over and taking a step forward with one foot, a standard starting posture.

Despite his short stature, Zhao Xin's lean body is packed with muscles that are incredibly explosive and give him amazing jumping ability.

Chapter 18 Zhao Xin is numb, you're a pervert

Lena glanced at Luo Fan again. He was 1.85 meters tall, upright and handsome. He stood casually next to Zhao Xin, giving the impression of an older brother leading his younger brother.

"The distance is 10,000 meters. Whoever gets there first wins."

"3...2...1, go!"

As soon as Lena finished speaking, Zhao Xin sprang to his feet and dashed forward like a cheetah.

In fact, he is much faster than a cheetah.

Luo Fan also sprang into action, chasing after Zhao Xin.

The two walked one after the other, with Zhao Xin in front and Luo Fan about ten meters behind.

After running for about ten seconds, Luo Fan was still ten meters behind Zhao Xin, and had not yet overtaken him.

"Xiao Lun, look, Zhao Xin is always running in front, while Luo Fan is always running behind. It's obvious at a glance who is faster and who is slower."

At this moment, Liu Chuang saw Zhao Xin running ahead while Luo Fan was behind, so he patted Ge Xiaolun on the shoulder and expressed his opinion.

"It seems...it seems like that's the case."

Ge Xiaolun watched the two running quickly and listened to Liu Chuang's words without nodding or shaking his head.

Although Zhao Xin was always running ahead, Ge Xiaolun felt that something was not right.

"Liu Chuang, you're wrong!"

"Actually, Luo Fan's speed should be faster than Zhao Xin's right now."

"Or rather, at least as fast as Zhao Xin."

At this moment, Qi Lin heard Liu Chuang and Ge Xiaolun's words, and with her sharp and beautiful eyes fixed on the two runners, she expressed her opinion.

"Oh, Qilin, my dear."

Upon hearing that Qi Linshun and Luo Fan were as fast as, or even faster than, Zhao Xin, Liu Chuang immediately objected and argued:

"Qilin, look, Zhao Xin is always running ahead, leaving Luo Fan about ten meters behind. Didn't you see that obvious distance?"

At this point, Liu Chuang grinned mischievously and joked:

"Hehe, could it be that you're interested in Luo Fan because he's too handsome, so you're lying through your teeth and speaking up for him?"

"Liu Chuang, I think Qi Lin has a point!"

At this moment, Rose, looking at the two runners, with a serious expression on her pretty face, interjected.

"What? Rose, you also think that Luo Fan's speed is as fast as Zhao Xin's, or even faster than Zhao Xin's."

Upon hearing what Qiangwei said, Liu Chuang couldn't help but say:

"Then tell me, why is Luo Fan's speed the same as Zhao Xin's, or even faster than his?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Rose gave Liu Chuang a look as if he were an idiot, and said:

"You yourself said that Luo Fan was always ten meters behind Zhao Xin."

"It's quite obvious that Luo Fan deliberately lagged behind Zhao Xin by about ten meters."

"If Zhao Xin is faster than Luo Fan, he can't just be ten meters faster than Luo Fan all the time. Instead, as time goes on, that ten-meter gap will widen."

"The fact that the two maintained a distance of about ten meters was clearly something Luo Fan did on purpose."

"In fact, I'm certain that Luo Fan is faster than Zhao Xin, not the same as Zhao Xin."

Hearing this, Liu Chuang felt there was some truth to it, but he gritted his teeth and said:

"Rose, what if it's just a coincidence?"

"Also, what if it's Zhao Xin who sees Luo Fan as too slow, so he's been running ten meters ahead of Luo Fan?"

Liu Chuang said stubbornly, but as he spoke, he began to doubt himself.

He looked at Lena again and asked:

"Lena, what do you think?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Lena glanced at Liu Chuang with an expression as if he were an idiot, then turned her attention to the two runners.

"Luo Fan, you seem to be slower than me?"

On the field, Zhao Xin saw that Luo Fan was always behind him, so he ran quickly while looking back at Luo Fan and smiling, teasing him.

"How about I'm a little faster than you?"