Since Song Shuhang and Heihuhu were both running at a sprint speed, they had already opened up nearly a lap of distance with other competitors, far ahead!

"Fake, right? When did Song Shuhang run so fast and be able to run so well?" Lin Tubo was the first to believe his eyes and exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"That's what it is...... The power of love!" Gao pushed his glasses, and the cold lenses reflected the sun.

Li Yangde subconsciously looked at Lu Fei's sister who was not around.

A girl with shoulder-length short hair next to Lu Fei suddenly had her eyes lit up: "I said Feifei, Shuhang's classmate is the boy who showed off his muscles on the runway last time, isn't it?"

"Haha, it should be...... Right. Lu Fei felt a faint sense of crisis in his heart - the scorching summer is still very long, if he doesn't do it again, more people will discover the advantages of Shuhang, will he be snatched away?

"If he flexed his muscles on the track last time, then this isn't his fastest speed, is it?"

Do you remember that the boy ran around the playground for an unknown number of laps, all at a sprint speed?

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The black classmate feels that the worldview is a bit broken. After sprinting for so long, this little white face is not blushing and breathless;

No way, this guy must be holding on.

Sprinting and running like this is extremely physically demanding. I have a feeling that I can't hold on, and the little white face must be about to fall down after running for a while, it must be like this.

The black classmate gritted his teeth and slowed down his pace slightly. After all, even he couldn't run five kilometers at a sprint speed.

"Classmate, your speed has slowed down a bit. If you go on like this, you won't be able to dump me. After that, Song Shuhang's calm voice came.

"Huhu...... What do you mean?" the black classmate gasped like a cow.

"If you slow down, I'll overtake you. Song Shuhang prompted very friendly, and he sped up a little as he spoke, pulling the distance between the two to about half a meter.

"Huhu, I just adjusted my breathing. Next, I will show my real strength, you look at it, don't say it's one street, I'll throw you at least two streets or more. The black head shouted angrily, he gritted his teeth, and began to bury his head again.

If he can hold on, he will sprint for about three laps with his physical strength, and then slow down and rest. Even if he was overtaken by someone else when he slowed down, he was able to regain his stamina and sprint back to first place in the final three laps.

Now, the most important thing is to shake off the little white face completely in these three sprint laps, so that he can see the gap between himself and himself - the difference between a long-distance runner and a small white face!

"Roar, roar, roar. The black classmate ran back on his legs, saliva splashing.

The distance between him and Shuhang was once again widened to a distance of one meter.

With a pleased smile in his eyes, Song Shuhang followed behind the black classmate again and ran slowly. Maintain the same speed as him, maintaining a distance of one meter. Not more, not less.

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"Alas, why did that black guy and Song Shuhang sprint desperately at the beginning? If they continue like this, they won't last more than five thousand meters, right?"

"And the way the big black man runs up feels a little disgusting. ”

The black classmate was like a mad deer when he ran wildly, and the splash of saliva made him feel like he was foaming at the mouth.

Soon, three laps were completed.

Hei Hu felt that his physical strength was almost at a critical point, but when he turned his head, he could see that the little white face was still firmly following him a meter, and he was not thrown away at all.

"How is it possible, Huhu, why can you still keep up with me?" The black classmate was extremely discouraged: "A little white face like you, Huhu~ Why don't you fall down?"

Why is this guy so good at running, and has so much stamina?!

"Classmate, it's only a little more than three laps, and there are still nine laps, why are you slowing down?" Song Shuhang's voice sounded again.

"What are you kidding, you should be very tired, huhu~ Don't force yourself, hurry up!" shouted the black classmate.

"It's not going to fall, I feel like I can run for a long, long time. Song Shuhang smiled gently: "In addition, you should also have physical strength, do you need me to help you?"

"What do you mean? Huhu~ You bastard. The black classmate said angrily, he felt that he was being ridiculed.

Song Shuhang took a light breath, gathered his spiritual power, and oppressed his classmates. This is the trick of using mental deterrence. However, Song Shuhang controlled the degree of mental shock, so that the black classmate could feel fear, but he would not be frightened to collapse like the beautiful teacher before.

At this time, the black classmate felt that there was a fierce beast chasing after him behind him, and wanted to choose him to eat.

"Ahhhhh He screamed loudly and ran with all his might.

It's scary, it's scary!

"Sure enough, I was able to keep running, and I ran fast. People are always inert, and it is not the physical exhaustion that will stop people, but the 'limitation' of their own consciousness on themselves, thinking that they can only sprint this distance, so they slow down. In fact, I can continue to run very fast. Song Shuhang followed behind the black classmate and commented very 'professionally'.

Haven't you done a good thing again, what a pleasure?

"Come on, you're the man who wants to dump me on the street. Song Shuhang cheered for the black classmate in the back.

"Ahhh It makes him look particularly miserable.

And Shuhang was still a meter away from him.

Lap and lap. One more lap, one more lap!

Fear can stimulate the limits of a person's body, and the black student is stimulated to all his potential at this time. The distance of five thousand meters, under the plug-in called fear, does not seem so far away.

Everyone was stunned to see the black classmates running wild like crazy beasts.

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

Running wildly, tirelessly stepping forward, the black classmate felt that his legs had long been paralyzed and unconscious. The abdomen is even more uncomfortable, and I want to vomit.

It was the fastest run he had ever had. It was also the most tiring and painful.

But the hard work paid off - there was only the last half of the lap left.

He's the winner, he's faster than the little white face behind him!

The black classmate was close to foaming at the mouth.

It's only a few steps away from the terminal. They had already passed the third runner by a full three laps, which was a surprising statistic.

"I'm the ultimate winner!" said the black classmate mustered up his spare strength, like a hungry wolf pounced on the finish line.

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

The fruits of victory are already within reach.

At this moment, just as he was about to reach the finish line, a figure like a howling wind 'swished' past him.

So furious and swift!

It was so fast that he couldn't even see who the other person was.

It wasn't until the other party stood at the finish line and raised his hands that he could see who it was.

The black classmate's heart and liver throbbed in an instant.

It's that little white face!

In this final moment, the other party erupted, calmly overtook him, faster than him, and arrived at the terminal.

"Originally, it didn't matter if I gave you the first place, but I can say that my friend is going to win, so unfortunately, I can't give you this first place. At the finish line, Xiao Baimian turned his head, smiled heartily 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 black classmates felt good-hearted.

"Gross!" he finally couldn't bear it anymore. At the same time, losing the support of the champion's faith, his left leg weakened, and he failed to step on it in the rapid running, tripped and fell to the ground......

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

But this distance, at this time, is simply the distance between heaven and earth, a gap that cannot be crossed.

Song Shuhang scratched the back of his head and sighed: "It's a pity, just like a migratory bird, it didn't fall on the long journey, but fell on the beach before the end of the line, it's a good opponent." ”

The black classmate finally had black eyes and fainted.