It shows that...he hasn't reached this kid's limit yet!!
From this moment on, Mu Fan began to leave the first mark on these people's hearts like a carving knife.
But they have no idea that this mark will only get deeper and deeper!
The training of each square formation continues.
And the storm caused by Mu Fan has just begun.
The figure passed by Wang Cheng again.
"The fifth circle."
…
"The Sixth Circle."
…
"The Seventh Circle."
"How many seconds?"
"180 seconds, still every second is accurate!"
When passing the square formation of the Department of Information Engineering, in the inexplicable eyes of a group of homeboys, first a rocket head flew past with its head held high, and then a blue-gray lightning quickly passed by.
The seemingly burly and majestic rocket head fell head-on on the runway with a thud, and then turned over in pain.
"Ah, I'm going to die~ah!"
The group of homeboys all saw foam starting to form at the corner of Rocket Head's mouth.
Combis finally used his sprinting speed, but even so, he was still...trapped!!
But he gritted his teeth and had to finish it. He ran with all his strength, but could only watch Mu Fan lasso him again. When the lightning flashed past his eyes, Kang Bi
Si felt as if he had been raped by a highland bison...
So in the midst of the spinning world, he fell heavily.
Let the nurse wake me up.
A team of hairy-footed men immediately rushed in and threw the limp Rocket Head onto a stretcher. Amidst huge boos, Combis completed his mission as a green leaf.
Without this funny comparison to attract attention, Mu Fan was still running with his head down at the focus of the storm.
The figure is like a lonely wolf king!
A silent aura spread over him, and some people began to focus on Mu Fan's expression even when they were far away.
However, they were doomed to be disappointed, because Mu Fan's eyes were calm and without any ripples, which just created another kind of aloofness.
That kind of charm with a unique cool style.
"The eighth circle."
Mu Fan's calm and steady tone remained the same.
"The ninth circle."
The students in the audience were first surprised, then shocked, and finally numb. Now they are listening to their military training instructors conducting normal training step by step.
But they had secretly placed a handicap to see how many laps this kid could make.
Among them, the more unusual phalanx is the medical department. The beautiful freshmen are eager to set their eyes on Mu Fan and use instruments to test the secrets of Mu Fan's body.
Well, that's right, the shy girl went to test the body of that handsome boy.
Seeing that Mu Fan was so determined and never slowed down at all, Wang Nuonuo calmed down, pursed his lips and performed military training in a standard posture.
This made Wang Cheng unable to find any fault.
Standing under the scorching sun for half an hour is a basic quality.
The blue lightning that Mu Fan transformed into continued.
On the stand, a senior colonel looked at the figure and said to the people around him: "I saw such a good prospect on the first day. Go ask the person in charge of military training at the academy for information on this young man."
"Yes." It was Lieutenant Colonel Cheng who agreed.
On the projection light screen next to it, the running figure was in the middle of the screen, and a dense stream of data was scrolling on the side.
The evaluation next to it has never changed from S-level!
With a lap of 3 minutes and a constant speed of 2000 meters in 180 seconds, Mu Fan showed everyone what a true pervert is with his extraordinary control.
After 10 laps, 30 minutes.
After 20 laps, one hour.
An hour passed, and before it was time for the phalanx to rest, Mu Fan had quietly run 20 laps!
People who had previously commented with a mocking tone now only have a kind of numbness in their hearts where their spirit has been ruthlessly crushed and they cannot resist at all.
The young man who was quietly timing the time was still paying attention to Mu Fan's movements, repeating Mu Fan's laps with shock in his heart.
,twenty four……
"Lap 24." Mu Fan's calm tone sounded at this moment, but it seemed to be filled with unspeakable sarcasm. This made Wang Cheng shout the wrong slogan for the first time.
Naturally, it aroused a burst of secret laughter.
"No. 7, 13, and 26, you three, please stand in line!"
An angry scolding made the phalanx calm down instantly.
Except for the first phalanx of the ship who knew the inside story, the other phalanxes did not know that Mu Fan would actually make his last lap next.
The last lap finally arrived in the nervous minds of a small group of people.
Mu Fan Rufeng's figure once again passed everyone's attention.
Wang Nuonuo and the First Phalanx she was in were no longer interested in training.
Their eyes were all fixed on the figure that was getting closer and closer.
Soon.
There were still 500 meters to go, but the figure never slowed down.
There are still 300 meters to go...
The last 100 meters!
People's breathing began to quicken.
Many girls from the medical department stared at this powerful figure. Now Mu Fan had no idea that he was already synonymous with endurance in the eyes of these beauties from the medical department.
The blue lightning has arrived!
The miracle of 25 laps is about to be completed!
Mu Fan's figure is about to arrive.
20 meters, 10 meters, he will...
A disharmonious part suddenly appeared in the afterimage brought up by Mu Fan, which was a sign of fine-tuning of the movements.
The blue lightning suddenly rose into the sky.
What is he going to do!
Leaping high, his figure leaped high on the runway, his head pressed down and his body arched forward.
Suddenly did a forward somersault.
boom!
Somersaulting forward 360 degrees, the imposing figure of a dragon landed heavily on the runway.
Standing firmly with your legs, the loud sound was the heavy thud of your feet when they stepped on the ground. The whole person leaned over and lowered his head in this posture.
At this time, Wang Cheng was about seven or eight meters in front of him!
But after Mu Fan landed, he slowly straightened up without even taking a step!
In other words, Mu Fan's 24th lap is now infinitely close to 25th lap, but the last seven or eight meters has stopped abruptly.
"What is he going to do?"
Wang Nuonuo was also shocked to see the figure regaining its upright posture, and couldn't help but ask:
"Mu Fan, what's wrong with you?"
Hearing Wang Nuonuo's voice, Mu Fan turned his head and showed a bright smile. His white teeth captured the hearts of many girls under the sunlight.
"I'm tired, ha~"
With a bang, Mu Fan sat down directly on the ground.
puff!
This made several people in the first phalanx unable to restrain themselves from bursting into laughter.
This sentence is too harsh.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Mu Fan held his knees with both hands and looked at everyone with an innocent smile.
"What do you mean?"
Wang Cheng was obviously completely outraged by Mu Fan's move.
"I'm too tired, let's take a rest. There are still 44 minutes left before 120 minutes. If you don't believe it, look at it." Mu Fan revealed his watch from Tianwai Technology, and the shining silver light blinded everyone's eyes.
"Stand up and come over. Your punishment is over." Wang Cheng suppressed his anger and squeezed his voice out from between his teeth.
"No, I'm too tired." Mu Fan shook his head desperately.
Damn you, you girl are so tired. I sprinted for twenty-five laps without stopping for a moment. Now, except for the occasional sweat stains on my forehead, I can’t even breathe when I talk, and you still say you’re tired!
Now the boys in the first phalanx of the ship all have a common thought in their minds: That's awesome, my brother.