"Beep—!" As the sharp whistle sounded.
Allen once again shot out like an arrow from a bowstring. His figure streaked across the track like a white lightning bolt, and a whooshing sound could be heard in everyone's ears.
This time, Yamamoto Hidetaka specifically found two other physical education teachers to time him together.
"6.77 seconds!"
"6.80 seconds!"
"6.78 seconds!"
The numbers reported by the three teachers were almost identical. The sports field instantly fell into a dead silence, followed by an even louder uproar.
"How is this possible! Is this guy a monster?"
"Are all Chinese high school students as terrifying as him?"
"He looks so thin and weak, yet he has the strength to crush our country's professional athletes…"
Allen paid no attention to the discussions around him, simply thanking the female classmate who handed him a towel.
Allen symbolically wiped the almost non-existent sweat from his forehead with the towel and slowly walked towards Yamamoto Hidetaka.
"Yamamoto-sensei, is this enough?"
Yamamoto Hidetaka's mouth opened and closed, wanting to say something, but unable to speak. In the end, he could only mechanically nod and write down this terrifying result in the scorebook.
He clearly realized that from today onwards, the sports history of Tokyo Den High School, no, even the sports history of the entire world, would be rewritten by this seemingly frail young man.
Yamamoto Hidetaka firmly believed that this 100-meter sprint record might remain unbroken until the extinction of humanity, as Allen's speed had already far exceeded human limits.
In the subsequent test events, Allen also stopped after achieving a perfect score. Although it was still far beyond ordinary high school students, it at least wouldn't be as astonishing as the 100-meter sprint.
On the contrary, Baki Hanma's performance made the surrounding people burst into laughter. When throwing the baseball, he dug a large pit in the ground, when doing a running long jump, he jumped directly out of the sandpit, and when doing pull-ups, he broke the entire horizontal bar.
Allen watched Baki clumsily making various blunders and couldn't help but shake his head. Although Baki possessed astonishing strength, he clearly couldn't control his strength well enough for normal life.
"Next is the 1500-meter long-distance run test."
Yamamoto Hidetaka turned to look at Baki Hanma and said with a headache, "If you keep this up, you're really going to fail."
"What do you think you should do?" Yamamoto Hidetaka tapped his head with a ballpoint pen, a helpless expression on his face.
Just as everyone was laughing, Baki suddenly spoke:
"Um… what's the world record for the 1500 meters?"
Seeing this, the surrounding classmates raised their hands and cheered loudly.
"Baki is going to break the record!"
"You can definitely do it!"
In the previous few tests, everyone had witnessed Baki's astonishing physical fitness, but they didn't know just how powerful he was.
So when they saw Baki's idea of breaking the world record, they all cheered, hoping that their country could also produce a monster comparable to Allen, the transfer student from China.
Yamamoto Hidetaka, however, said without much hope.
"I tell you, what can you do?"
"Please tell me." Baki's gaze was exceptionally firm.
"3 minutes 26 seconds. Do you want to try and challenge it?" Yamamoto Hidetaka sighed helplessly.
"If I break this record, Yamamoto-sensei, can you give me a passing grade for everything?"
As soon as these words came out, the laughter of the crowd abruptly stopped, and everyone looked at Baki with astonished eyes. They had all been joking, not expecting Baki to be serious.
Yamamoto Hidetaka suddenly laughed. He stepped forward and put his arm around Baki's neck.
"Not only will you pass, but I'll also give you full marks for all events."
As a physical education teacher at Tokyo Den High School, how could he not see that Baki's strength was actually very powerful, but he lacked a sense of rules and control over his power.
At this moment, Yamamoto Hidetaka also wanted to see what extent this problematic student, rumored to easily defeat delinquent gangs, could reach. Could he surpass… no, could he stand shoulder to shoulder with that monstrous Chinese teenager?
Yamamoto Hidetaka's gaze unconsciously drifted towards Allen. The young man's endurance displayed in the hundred-meter test was simply incredible. After two consecutive sprints, he remained expressionless and didn't even breathe heavily.
Looking at Allen's effortless appearance, he even suspected that Allen wasn't serious at all, and had already far exceeded the world record by just running casually.
Even more frightening was that the young man's running posture showed no technique whatsoever, with no trace of having studied sprinting. Furthermore, he didn't even have a starting motion; he simply relied on pure physical prowess to crush the world record.
In layman's terms, he had no technique, only pure raw power.
If Baki wanted to break the world record, then Allen would be his biggest obstacle.
The 1500-meter test was about to begin, and all the students in the class gathered by the track, anticipating this unprecedented showdown.
Allen and Baki stood at the starting line. At this moment, Baki Hanma was incredibly serious. He slowly took off his school uniform, revealing a set of strong muscles, and began to warm up.
The onlookers also gasped in admiration at Baki's muscular physique.
"So impressive."
"These muscles, is he on drugs? Nine Dragons Power?"
"Probably not. Baki-kun's head is round, not pointed."
"Go, Baki-kun! Let that Chinese transfer student see the strength of us Japanese high school students!"
Yamamoto Hidetaka, seeing Baki's perfect muscle contours, also had his eyes light up and a excited smile appeared on his face, letting out a gasp.
"Oh—!"
With such physical prowess, perhaps Baki Hanma could truly compete with that monster.
"Ready—!" Yamamoto Hidetaka raised the starting pistol.
"Bang!"
The moment the gun fired, a figure shot out like a cannonball!
"Such a fast reaction!" Baki's pupils contracted sharply. In just one start, he was pulled a considerable distance by Allen. He immediately adjusted his rhythm, trying to catch up with Allen.
Each of Allen's steps left a clear footprint on the dirt track. His figure created an afterimage on the field, and the hair of the students watching by the track was blown awry by the wind pressure generated by his high-speed movement.
Baki, on the other hand, maintained a steady stride, seemingly unhurried, yet always closely following behind Allen.
When Allen had already completed two laps, Yamamoto Hidetaka glanced at his stopwatch. Only 20.15 seconds had passed, which was already far beyond Wayde van Niekerk's 400-meter world record of 43.03 seconds.
He even suspected that he might have miscounted a lap. Yamamoto Hidetaka watched Allen's increasingly fast speed and Baki, who was relentlessly pursuing him, only a short distance behind, his pupils contracting violently.
"These two guys… they're simply monsters…"
When the stopwatch hit 37.77 seconds, Allen had already completed 800 meters.
Even more terrifying was that Yamamoto Hidetaka had originally thought that Allen's reckless running style would cause him to run out of steam by six or seven hundred meters, but the facts proved that Allen not only didn't slow down, but his speed actually became faster and faster.
This frantic pace also spurred Baki on, who similarly ran a time far exceeding the original plot. Allen and Baki's muscles became more and more active, and the expressions on their faces became increasingly excited as they began to accelerate fiercely, preparing for the final sprint.