"It seems that Long Yi will definitely win. This is already a lap over."
"That's for sure. Is the powerful spiritual power after breaking through the first level comparable to ordinary people?" In the eyes of these people, although Qianchen is the squad leader, he is just an ordinary person.
"Oh, it's over, it's a boring game."
"..."
As one person, two people... left, more people left one after another, leaving only Long Yi's younger brothers waiting in place. They would not leave, but they were almost bored.
People stared at each other with nothing to do. There was even a man sitting down cross-legged and starting to practice. The wind blew by and rolled up a few leaves, making it desolate.
When Long Yi ran the third lap, he caught up with Qian Chen who had just started the second lap. He turned back, smiled contemptuously, and said, "How about you admit defeat? Why should a man embarrass a man, right?"
"Why should a man embarrass a man? This is a good saying, I like it." Qianchen was a little confused, and smiled, and then said: "But, how can a man give up so easily?"
"Okay, I appreciate you." Long Yi gave a thumbs up, and after saying that, he strode forward like a meteor, widening the distance between him and Qian Chen.
Qianchen still maintained the speed that everyone saw, running slowly and leisurely.
Long Yi, on the fifth lap, Qianchen only entered the third lap. After that, the distance became farther and farther?
In the next few laps, the two of them did not interact anymore, they just ran their own laps.
By the sixth lap, Long Yi gradually couldn't keep up with his physical strength and was forced to slow down. But as soon as he relaxed a little, he became even more tired.
Longyi had no choice but to move forward at the same slow pace as Qianchen.
Fortunately, that guy was two laps behind him. That's it. When the guy collapses from exhaustion, I will win, Long Yi thought.
However, things backfired.
Long Yi really didn't have much energy left at the moment, but Qianchen still chased him at a constant speed.
exceeded!
No, it's a closer distance.
Long Yi watched Qian Chen jogging past him. He tried to catch up, but his body didn't allow it and his legs were weak.
It's okay, there's still more than one lap left. As long as he persists, victory will be his. Long Yi doesn't believe Qianchen can be much better than him now.
As time passed by, the battle on the No. 1 training ground reached its most intense stage, a white-hot stage.
On the seventh lap, Long Yi ran past the main stage, and Qianchen was one lap away from him, which was a little less than before.
On the eighth lap... Qianchen narrowed the distance again.
At the ninth lap, he couldn't do it anymore. This was his limit. Long Yi struggled to support himself. It was estimated that the ninth lap was really the limit of his body.
Long Yi no longer had the energy to think about why Qianchen hadn't fallen down yet. His head began to lack oxygen and his consciousness was chaotic. It was obviously broad daylight, but his eyesight was a little dark.
Long Yi step by step, very slowly, finally
Thump~
With a plop, Long Yi collapsed at the starting point of the tenth lap and passed out.
"Brother Long!"
"What's wrong with Brother Long?"
"Quick... water!"
Fortunately, they were not far away, and these people came over in a few steps and helped Long Yi up. Someone brought some light salt water and fed Long Yi a drink.
After a while, Long Yi woke up.
After drinking a few more glasses of light salt water, Long Yi's condition improved a lot. His thoughts turned around. He must have run nine laps. Where is that guy?
He tilted his head and looked towards the track.
Qianchen was still moving forward at a steady pace, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.
"How many laps has that guy done?" Long Yi said.
"A little more than eight circles, Brother Long." Someone was responsible for recording and replied.
Long Yi didn't know what expression to make. Is that bastard really desperate for his life? In his heart, Qianchen, who had been behind him, was running very slowly and was just holding on for dear life.
However, he turned around and took a few more glances. Qianchen's speed was neither too fast nor too slow.
Qian Chen knew very well that he could only catch up with Long Yi by saving his energy as much as possible. On Long Yi's sixth lap, he gradually closed the distance. As time went by, he was also a human being and would sweat. I will also be tired.
Sweating.
This is Qianchen now.
He felt that he had entered a very strange state, like a tool man. His legs were mechanized. Every time he took a step, the distance was equal, and his movements were even precise.
time flies.
It’s the ninth lap and Qianchen is still continuing.
He wants to know where his own limits are. Life is endless and movement is endless.
The sound seemed to disappear, and only the wind blew past his ears, lifting his hair.
ten laps
eleven laps
twelve circles
...
...
Qianchen's feat on the runway has already shocked everyone. They lacked knowledge and had nothing to say. They could only make amazing sounds and that kind of silent sound.
"Fuck!"
"Is that human being?"
"ox*......"
"It's really amazing. I'm convinced. I'm so impressed." This is how an educated person says with emotion.
Long Yi remained silent, wanting to drag his exhausted body and leave silently.
Qianchen happened to arrive at the starting point of a certain lap, in front of the chief stage. He didn't know how many laps there were. He only knew that he hadn't reached the limit yet and could continue.
The true benefits of physical training are clearly demonstrated at this moment.
Turning his head, he found Long Yi who was trying to sneak away. Suddenly, as he was running happily, he had a bad taste in his heart and shouted: "I'll give you ten laps!"
"Why bother men?"
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Thanks to the book friend [op] from qq reading for the tip, thank you. Mmm~