Super Soldier in Campus

"Hehe… Hei Zai, you did a good job!" Li Zhi gave a hearty laugh as he patted the dark-skinned boy's shoulder. He drew out three red RMB notes from his pocket and thrust them into the boy's hand. "As promised, here's your reward!"

This dark-skinned boy was a student from the mechanical engineering department. Li Zhi knew he was financially struggling, so he approached him to frame Yang Ming, promising a 300 RMB reward upon success.

"Thank you, Brother Li…" The boy excitedly accepted the money from Li Zhi's hand, thanking him with enthusiasm. It was just a simple act of feigned tripping, and he had easily earned 300 RMB. Such easy money...

Li Zhi murmured to himself with a sneer, "That kid, Lin Feng, thinks he can push me out of the class monitor position simply by getting a few speedy dormmates. He's too naive! I'll see how he tries to outmatch me once I arrange for Wang Zikai to be injured too!" Then, he turned to the dark-skinned boy. "Let's go have a look at the track. Take an opportunity to trip Wang Zikai too, and I'll give you a thousand!"

"Okay! Thanks in advance, Brother Li!" Hei Zai laughed as he spoke to Li Zhi, and together, they headed towards the track of the Third Sports Field.

When Li Zhi and the dark-skinned boy approached the starting point, Li Zhi exclaimed, "Huh? Hei Zai, isn't that Yang Ming over there at the starting point? Didn't he get injured? How is he up and ready again?" Both their faces turned grim.

"Brother Li, I really don't know... I'm sure I saw him get injured!" Hei Zai shook his head, speaking in an aggrieved tone. "Many people witnessed it too. Don't you believe me? I didn't lie to you!"

After giving Hei Zai a cold stare, Li Zhi nonchalantly asked a nearby boy, "Excuse me, I thought Yang Ming fell just now. How is he back on the field?"

The student, clearly offended, glanced at Li Zhi before responding indifferently, "What's a little fall? If he's able to run, of course he'll start again. The judges thought his previous round was unfair because he was tripped, so Yang Ming was given another chance!"

"Yang Ming… and he's uninjured?" Li Zhi questioned resentfully, after angrily glaring at the dark-skinned boy behind him.

"You're really strange, aren't you?" The boy Li Zhi had questioned stared at him in annoyance and reprimanded, "Which department are you from? The School of Physical Education? Are you disappointed that Yang Ming isn't injured? You bastard! Daring to curse our School of Business and Management's contestants! Believe it or not, I'll hit you…"

"No, I… I'm just a bit surprised…" Hearing that the student was from the School of Business and Management, Li Zhi looked awkward. He stammered a reply, then pulled Hei Zai away.

Soon, the second round of the 100-meter rematch began. Li Zhi was shocked to see Yang Ming easily win first place with an astonishing time of 10.20 seconds!

"Damn it, he ran faster than before! Not only is he not injured, but his mental state hasn't been affected in the slightest!" Li Zhi cursed bitterly, then glared at the dark-skinned boy and demanded, "Hei Zai, how do you explain this?"

"Brother Li, I'm being framed!..." Facing Li Zhi's accusation, the dark-skinned boy loudly protested his innocence. "I did everything as you ordered, and Yang Ming definitely twisted his ankle trying to avoid me… I don't know why his foot is fine now, but I swear I did everything you instructed!"

"Hmph…" Li Zhi knew that with so many eyes around, Hei Zai couldn't have lied to get the money. The only possibility was that Yang Ming had been lucky. He must have only slightly twisted his ankle and wasn't seriously injured, which explained the stark contrast in his performance.

"Forget about Yang Ming for now. He already had a close call. If something happens again, people will definitely become suspicious. It's not suitable to target him anymore," Li Zhi instructed begrudgingly, his gaze fixed on the dark-skinned boy. "However, you mustn't screw up with Wang Zikai!"

"Brother Li, I know what to do!" The dark-skinned boy clutched the 300 RMB in his pocket. He looked at Li Zhi nervously as he spoke, worried that Li Zhi would ask for the money back.

"Go on. Don't let me down again," Li Zhi gritted his teeth, gestured towards the track, and instructed firmly.

While Li Zhi was still plotting, he didn't know Lin Feng was looking for him. More accurately, Lin Feng was searching for the dark-skinned boy who had faked a fall and caused Yang Ming's injury.

Lin Feng stood unnoticed in the stands, carefully scanning the faces on the sports field. Nearly a thousand people were gathered at the Third Sports Field, and none of them were standing still.

If everyone stood still, Lin Feng's remarkable vision would have made it easy to scan every face and find the person who had sabotaged Yang Ming. However, with nearly a thousand people moving around hundreds of meters away, it was incredibly difficult for Lin Feng to find a target he had only glimpsed once.

Lin Feng's eyes grew sore from searching, but he still had no leads.

Only after the 200-meter semifinal ended, with Zhong Jialiang securing first place, did Lin Feng feel a faint sense of unease.

Deep down, I've already concluded that the person who made Yang Ming fall did it deliberately. And the one who orchestrated it is, in all likelihood, Li Zhi… If Li Zhi is behind this, his objective is very clear: to make me lose the bet. Yang Ming, Zhong Jialiang, and Wang Zikai could all be his targets… Knowing Li Zhi's personality, he definitely won't stop until he achieves his goal. Yang Ming is fine now, and Zhong Jialiang also passed smoothly! Kai Zi, who signed up for two middle and long-distance races, is in danger!

At this thought, Lin Feng suddenly understood. He immediately left the stands, went straight to the edge of the track, found a position with a good view, and carefully scanned the spectators lining both sides of the track.

When Lin Feng saw that Wang Zikai was assigned to Lane 8, his search area instantly narrowed by half.

Lin Feng's gaze swept along the side of Lane 8, and he instantly spotted his target.

A dark-skinned boy near Lane 8, ignoring the student council members trying to stop him, kept craning his neck to look at the starting line. He quickly caught Lin Feng's eye.

It's you! Lin Feng recognized this dark-skinned boy as the one who had caused Yang Ming to fall. He silently moved through the crowd towards him.

Soon, the 400-meter semifinal began. With the sound of the starting gun, Wang Zikai shot forward on the track.

This time, Li Zhi hadn't gone far. He was hidden in the crowd opposite Lane 8, secretly watching Hei Zai's actions. He clearly saw that just as Wang Zikai was about to run past Hei Zai, Hei Zai was already preparing to lunge onto the track.

But just then, Li Zhi clearly saw an unexpected large hand appear behind Hei Zai. It grabbed his left arm and, with a heavy tug, pulled Hei Zai into the crowd, where he was instantly swallowed by the people!

"Damn!" Seeing this, Li Zhi was completely stunned.