M I H G Chapter 203: 0-meter Race.

The two girls were running ahead, with Master Roshi following behind and Frank riding a small electric scooter on the outer edge of the track, chasing after Master Roshi to prevent him from getting too excited and pulling ahead by several hundred meters.

After completing four laps, it was clear that Su Jie couldn't keep up any longer. She waved her hand and exited the track, walking slowly on the grass. Although Lu Yao's looks were slightly inferior to Su Jie's, her figure couldn't be ignored. So Master Roshi, still drooling, continued to follow Lu Yao.

Lu Yao seemed quite professional; she continued to run with ease even after completing nine laps. Master Roshi also managed to complete nine laps with a leisurely attitude.

It's important to note that they were running, and by now, they had covered more than 10,000 meters. Frank was becoming more certain that this girl was likely part of some provincial track and field team. He considered reminding Master Roshi not to run anymore, and If he kept running, people might suspect he was an alien. However, since Master Roshi and Lu Yao were quite close to each other, Frank hesitated to approach and speak.

However, during the tenth lap, Lu Yao accelerated and launched into a sprint, with Master Roshi maintaining a one-meter distance behind her. By the time Lu Yao reached the spot where Su Jie had previously collapsed, she too couldn't hold on any longer. She took a few steps and then simply lay down on the grass, gesturing for Su Jie to step on her muscles.

"Uh, is the old man still behind?" Lu Yao asked, gasping for breath.

"Young lady is impressive," before Lu Yao could finish speaking, Master Roshi had effortlessly caught up, looking at it and saying: "It's been a while since this old man ran this far."

"Wu Tian Grandpa," Su Jie looked at Master Roshi and said: "Could I touch your beard?"

"Sure."

Master Roshi saw this as a great opportunity and immediately leaned in. He tilted his neck, indicating that she could even give him a kiss or two. But Su Jie actually reached out and pulled Master Roshi's beard slightly to confirm it was real, then retracted her hand.

"Your footwork isn't professional," Master Roshi said to Su Jie: "Do you want me to help massage your muscles?"

"Sure, Grandpa, please do," Lu Yao panted, then asked: "But, Grandpa, could you tell me which legendary figure from the track and field team you were in the past? I want to pay my respects."

"I told you, I'm a martial artist."

Master Roshi spoke the truth, but in this day and age, the truth is often the least believable. So the two girls assumed that Master Roshi didn't want to reveal his true background.

As Master Roshi massaged Lu Yao's muscles, he clearly used martial arts techniques. So after a short while, Lu Yao no longer felt any soreness or numbness.

"I'm a 5,000-meter athlete from the national track and field team," Lu Yao leaned against the grass and said to Master Roshi: "I was thinking of participating in the team's selection trials in a while. Maybe I could even compete internationally, but now it seems my strength isn't enough; I can't even outrun an old man."

"Young people have good strength; they just haven't used the right methods," Master Roshi slowly spoke: "Running is also a form of martial arts. It emphasizes cultivating internal energy before external force. The way you train is purely focused on the external force, squeezing out your potential. In a few years, you'll likely end up with injuries."

"Old man, you really have the air of a martial artist," Su Jie smiled and said: "But which retired athlete doesn't have a body full of injuries?"

At this point, Frank couldn't stand by any longer. If Master Roshi had really been unable to resist teaching these girls a few moves, and later the track and field team came to investigate, how would he explain it?

So he rode his electric scooter over, leaned in, and said to Su Jie and Lu Yao, "My master practices high up in the Zhongnan Mountains. He's come out to relax and cleanse his heart from worldly matters. He really has nothing to do with the track and field team."

"The more you say, the less believable it becomes," Su Jie blinked at Frank and said, "Yesterday, Master Wu Tian even said you were his landlord. Today, you've become his disciple. Are you two teaming up to mess with us?"

"Do you know how fast I can run 100 meters?" Master Roshi got off Lu Yao and twisted his neck, saying: "If I can prove that not only I can run fast, but also without harming my body, would you be willing to become my disciples and be registered under my name?"

"Uh," Frank looked at Master Roshi in disbelief.

Yesterday, he was thinking that Master Roshi had the title of Martial Arts God in the Dragon Ball world's Earth. So he imagined that those who were eager to learn martial arts would be lining up to learn from him.

So, Master Roshi taking him as a registered disciple must have sensed the primordial power hidden within him, but now, it seems that being a registered disciple is as easy as picking cabbage at a market.

"Old man," Lu Yao had already gotten up at this point. She touched her nearly recovered leg muscles, and there was a clear hint of astonishment in her eyes as she said to Master Roshi: "No matter whether you can prove it or not, as long as you're willing, I definitely want to become your disciple."

"Verification is still necessary."

Master Roshi lifted his leg and walked slowly toward the distance. Frank quickly rode his electric scooter to a position around fifty meters away. Lu Yao and Su Jie exchanged glances, both expressing their disbelief through each other's eyes. Did this old man go running a hundred-meter sprint?!

Although Master Roshi had just demonstrated endurance beyond his age during the long run, after all, the human endurance limit is in marathon running, but now, this hundred meters sprint tests the limits of human explosive power. If this old man can truly run a hundred meters sprints, let alone break records, even running within 11 seconds would be a human miracle. So, both of them opened their phones, pulled up their stopwatches, and started recording.

Lu Yao stretched her arm, signaling that Master Roshi could get ready now. However, Master Roshi continued to move as if he were doing a square dance, just waving his arms and lifting his legs. She looked helpless, waiting a few more seconds before suddenly bringing her arm down.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... eight seconds, nine seconds! When Master Roshi's stopwatch recorded the ninth second, he successfully completed the hundred meters sprint.

Frank breathed a sigh of relief. At least this old man didn't go overboard and didn't try to impress by running a record-breaking 5.6 seconds as he did in front of Son Goku and Krillin.

This broke through medical knowledge. Nine seconds, still within the range of normal human capability.

Frank heaved a sigh of relief, but the two girls recording the time were utterly stunned.

"Co-cousin, how many seconds did you record on your phone?" Su Jie stammered as she looked at Lu Yao, "My phone seems to have an issue. It actually recorded only nine seconds and forty-seven milliseconds."

"It's not an issue," Lu Yao gasped, looking at her phone and saying, "Mine is nine seconds and forty-six milliseconds."

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