Since Song Shuhang and Heihuhu were both running at the speed of sprinting, they have now set a distance of nearly a lap from other players and are far ahead!

"Is it fake? When did Song Shuhang run so fast and still run so well?" Lin Tubo was the first to believe his eyes and shouted exaggeratedly.

"This is... the power of love!" Gao Moumou pushed his glasses, and the cold lenses refracted the sunlight.

Li Yangde subconsciously looked at the girl Lu Fei who could not stand.

A girl with short shoulder hair next to Lu Fei suddenly had her eyes lit up: "I said Feifei, is Shuhang the boy who showed off his muscles last time on the track?"

"Haha, it should... be right." Lu Fei felt a sense of crisis in her heart - the hot summer is still long, and if she doesn't take action, more people will find Shuhang's advantages. Will he be snatched away?

"If he showed his muscles on the track last time, then this speed is not his fastest speed, right?" the shoulder-length short-haired girl whispered.

I remember that the boy ran around the playground for countless laps, all of whom were running at the speed of sprinting?

...

...

Heihuhu felt that the worldview was a bit broken. After so long, this little white face was not red and she was not angry. She looked at ease?

It's impossible, this guy must be holding on.

Sprinting and running like this is extremely exhausting. I feel like I can't hold on. The little white face will fall down after running for a while. It must be like this.

Heihuhu gritted his teeth and slowed down his pace a little. After all, even he could not run five thousand meters at the speed of sprinting.

"Student, your speed has slowed down a little. If this continues, you can't throw me around the street." After the sound, Song Shuhang's calm voice came.

"Huhu...wha...what do you mean?" Heihuhu's classmate gasped like a cow.

"If you slow down, I will surpass you." Song Shuhang reminded very friendly. As he spoke, he slightly accelerated his speed and pulled the distance between the two to about half a meter.

"Huhu, I just adjusted my breathing just now. I will show my true strength next time. Look at it. Not to mention one street, I will at least be more than two streets away from you." Heihushou said angrily, he gritted his teeth and started to bury his head and run hard again.

If you can hold on, use his physical strength to sprint for about three laps, then slow down and rest. Even if you are surpassed by others when you slow down, in the last three laps, he can accumulate enough energy to sprint and regain the first place.

Now, the most important thing is to completely shake the young man's face in these three laps of sprints, so that he can see the gap with himself - the gap between a long-distance running athlete and a mere young man's face!

"Hohahahahahahaha." Heihuhu's classmate ran away again, and his saliva splashed.

The distance between him and Shuhuan was once again one meter away.

Song Shuhang's eyes were filled with a gratifying smile, and he followed the Heihuhu's classmate again and ran slowly. He maintained the same speed as him and maintained a distance of one meter. No more or less than a tiny.

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"Oh, why did that black guy and Song Shuhang sprint desperately from the beginning? If this continues, they will not last five thousand meters?" Shuhang's classmate asked in confusion.

"And the big black man ran away and felt a little disgusting."

Heihuhu's classmate was like a crazy deer when he ran away. The splashing saliva made him feel foamy.

Soon, the three laps were finished.

Heihuhu felt that his physical strength was about to reach the critical point, but when he turned his head, he could see that the little white face was still following him one meter and was not thrown away at all.

"How is that possible, Huhu, why can you keep up with me?" Heihuhu classmate lost his composure: "Why don't you fall down yet, just like you? Fall down for me!"

Why is this guy so good at running? And he has such abundant physical strength?!

"Student, I've only been a little more than three circles, and there are still nine circles. Why did I slow down?" Song Shuhang's voice sounded again.

"What a joke, you should be very tired, Huhu~ Don't force yourself, fall down quickly!" shouted classmate Heihuhu.

"I won't fall down. I feel like I can run for a long time." Song Shuhang smiled gently and said, "In addition, you should still have the energy. Do you need me to help you?"

"What does it mean? Huhu~ you bastard." Heihuhu said angrily, feeling that he was being ridiculed.

Song Shuhang took a light breath, gathered his mental power, and pressed his classmates. This is the trick to use spiritual shock. However, Song Shuhang controlled the degree of mental shock, so that Heihuhu could feel fear, but he would not be scared and collapsed like the beautiful teacher before.

At this time, Heihuhu felt a ferocious beast behind him chasing him behind him, wanting to choose him and eat.

"Ahhhhhh." He screamed loudly and ran wildly with his energy.

So scary, so scary!

"As a matter of course, I can continue running, and I run very fast. People are always lazy. What makes people stop is not physical fatigue, but the "restriction" of their consciousness on themselves. They think that they can only sprint for this distance, so they slow down. In fact, they can still continue running very quickly." Song Shuhang followed his classmate Heihuhu and commented very professionally.

Have you done something good again, is it really pleasant?

"Come on, you are the man who wants to leave me alone." Song Shuhang cheered for Heihuhu from behind.

"Ahhhhh!" Heihuhu shouted, tears, sweat, snot, and saliva all over his face, making him look particularly tragic.

Shuhang was still following him one meter away.

One circle, one circle. One circle, one circle!

Fear can stimulate the limits of people's physical strength, and Heihuhu's classmate is stimulated with all potential at this time. The distance of five thousand meters is not that far under the plug-in called fear.

Everyone stared at the black classmate who was running like a mad beast in amazement.

If he continues like this, will he break the world record?

Running wildly, taking steps tirelessly, Heihuhu's classmate felt that his legs had been paralyzed and unconscious. He felt even more uncomfortable in his abdomen, and he wanted to vomit.

This was the fastest run in his life. It was also the most tiring and painful one.

But the hard work finally paid off - there was only the last half circle left.

He is the winner, he is faster than the little white face behind him! Even if it is only one meter faster!

Heihuhu's classmate was almost foaming at his mouth.

It is only a few steps away from the terminal. And they have surpassed the third player by three laps, which is a surprising data.

"I am the ultimate winner!" Heihuhu's classmate mustered up his strength, like a hungry wolf pounced towards the finish line.

It's only a dozen meters away, it's a sprint distance!

The fruits of victory are already within reach.

At this moment, when he was about to reach the finish line, a figure was like a whizzing wind passing by him.

So fierce and swift!

The speed was too fast, and he couldn't even see who the other party was.

He waited until the other party stood at the finish line and raised his hands high before he could see who it was.

Heihuhu's heart and liver thrust in an instant.

It's that little white face!

At this last moment, the other party burst out, calmly surpassing him, faster than him, and arrived at the terminal.

"It doesn't matter if I give this first place to you, but I'm sorry, I can't give this first place to you." At the finish line, the young man turned his head, smiled cheerfully at him, and gave him a thumbs up: "But you are a very good opponent, come on, the runner-up is yours!"

Runner-up, runner-up...it's yours, it's yours!

At this moment, the student Heihuhu felt kind-hearted.

"Haha!" He finally couldn't bear it in his tumultuous abdomen. At the same time, he lost the support of the champion's belief, his left leg weakened, and he was running fast and unable to step on the ground. Under the inertia of sprinting, the whole person dragged a long distance on the ground...

At this time, Heihuhu was only three or five steps away from the terminal!

But this distance is simply a gap between heaven and earth for him at this time, and it is an unbridgeable gap.

Song Shuhang grabbed the back of his head and sighed: "What a pity. He was like a migratory bird that had not fallen on the long journey, but fell on the beach before the finish line. He was a good opponent."
Chapter completed!