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"How much does the sandbag weigh?"

Tang Meng went straight to Cheng Zhiye, a group of sports students in the third year of high school, took out a box of Su cigarettes casually, and threw it to him.

As long as there is a sports meeting or sports competition in the school, Tang Meng will bet on athletes like Cheng Zhiye, so no matter which class of sports students here, they all recognize him, and everyone's relationship is good.

Cheng Zhiye, who had just come back to his senses, saw Tang Meng coming, and immediately understood, he saw that Ma Tianfeng, the physical education teacher in charge of himself, was busy teaching the class of the first year of high school, and he didn't pay attention to this, so he directly took out a cigarette and lit it, took a puff of cigarette first, and slowly spewed out the "whew" before answering.

"Fifty-two pounds."

Cheng Zhiye is practicing long-distance running, long-distance running is the first important lung capacity, if Ma Tianfeng sees Cheng Zhiye smoking, he must not pick his skin?

"What? Did you get a hand out of this kid? ”

Tang Meng came to the playground by himself, and his eyes kept staring at Ling Yun, who had run around immediately, and his eyes had not left yet.

He nodded slowly and said, "I was playing casually, but I didn't expect that kid Xie Junyan to really fall into trouble with me, and he went down five thousand." ”

"Gambling circles?"

Tang Meng responded, and then took his gaze back from Ling Yun, and then looked at Cheng Zhiye.

"Tell me honestly, if you were carrying this sandbag and trying your best to eat, how many laps would you run?"

Cheng Zhiye saw Tang Meng's solemn face, he smiled bitterly and said, "Tang Shao, look at my body, can you run with those sandbags of more than fifty catties?" ”

Tang Meng glanced at Cheng Zhiye, who was thin and could use the slim one, and pondered: "If you are given thirty catties, it is a sandbag that you can carry anyway, how many laps can you run?" ”

Cheng Zhiye understood what Tang Meng meant, he thought about it carefully, raised his head and said: "If that's the case, I worked hard, I should be able to run three laps, and I will definitely not be able to run four laps." ”

Tang Meng lowered his head and compared it in his heart, his mind relaxed slightly, he was not afraid of losing, he just didn't want Xie Junyan to win, as long as he could make Xie Junyan deflated, he was more comfortable than winning tens of thousands of yuan.

He just looked at Xie Junyan that day he was the boss, he was the second child, and his appearance was not pleasing to the eye!

"You're busy with you, I'll see how long this kid can run!"

Tang Meng greeted him, found the best position to do it, stared at Ling Yun who happened to run to the nearest place with sharp eyes, and secretly praised in his heart: I have been holding back for three years, but I didn't expect to play such a hand when I was about to graduate, it's a bit interesting!

"That's amazing! He's running a lap! "An exclamation!

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"Whew...... Call...... Huh...... "Ling Yun ran with a sandbag, sweating like rain, his clothes were already soaked, clinging to his fat body.

Although he was tired, the rhythm of his steps remained the same, and he opened his mouth wide and gasped violently, gulping for fresh air.

Feeling the sandbag on his right shoulder pressing on his body like Mount Tai, getting heavier and heavier, Ling Yun's footsteps were like stepping on cotton, and his knees were stiff as if they were filled with lead!

A strange feeling of soreness began to appear in the muscles, bones, and even blood of the body, adding to the difficulty of Ling Yun's running.

However, his sweat-soaked eyes are getting brighter and brighter, his eyes are becoming more and more determined, and his will is getting stronger and stronger!

This is not the will of mortals! This is the indomitable and powerful will that has been soaring all the way in the Great World of Cultivation and cultivating step by step to the Tribulation Period! This is his Dao heart! …,

Ling Yun knew that when that sourness completely permeated his whole body, after that, his body would enter a strange state, which would make him keep running!

And when he uses this will to support his body to the limit, the spiritual energy stored in the Qiyao Grass absorbed in his body will rush out of every meridian, every muscle, every drop of blood, and even every cell, washing his body again, providing him with the power to move forward!

There was no doubt that he was tired, but the smile in his sweaty eyes became more and more obvious, and he tried to straighten his bent spine, and his steps were speeding up!

He's smiling at the sour feeling of swelling all over his body!

"What? It's been 400 meters, and his pace is speeding up?! Tang Meng got up and exclaimed, his face full of incredulity!

"Perverted...... This kid ......" Cheng Zhiye's mouth once again opened wide and became an "O" shape, he was waiting to see Lingyun's dog gnawing jokes, but now, he was completely stunned!

Ask yourself, although he is the long-distance running champion in Qingshui City, if he is allowed to run like this with the same sandbag, he will not even be able to run 100 meters or even 50 meters!

And Ling Yun had already run a lap, a full 400 meters, and at this time, he actually changed the vanity of his steps just now, and also accelerated his speed!

On the 400-meter standard playground track, Lingyun used small broken steps in the first lap, saying that he was running, but in fact, he was moving with a running posture, and it was even a little slower than race walking, and it took him more than 20 minutes to turn down!

But now, in the increasingly strong sour feeling caused by extreme exhaustion, he gradually adapted to the weight of the sandbag, and through that strange rhythm, the sandbag was almost connected to the body.

One thing Ling Yun is different from others, although he can't use spiritual power, although he can't run exercises, he has a powerful soul!

This is the soul of the Tribulation Period cultivator, this is the soul that survived the terrifying Heavenly Tribulation that destroyed the world and the earth!

This little tiredness, why be afraid?

Forcefully closed his eyes and squeezed out the sweat in his eyes, Ling Yun actually opened his mouth to laugh wildly, he gritted his teeth suddenly, his stiff right arm tightened suddenly, stuck the sandbag heavily in his neck and right shoulder, stepped out of his fat legs, and hit the second lap!

"The steps have become bigger, and the frequency of the steps has become faster......"

This kid didn't use all his strength just now!

Not only Cheng Zhiye and Tang Meng, almost everyone discovered this!

"Come on! Come on! I don't know who shouted the first cheer, and soon, the students in physical education class were all moved by Ling Yun's momentum, and the cheering sound continued into a film, resounding through the sky!

A surge of pride arose in Ling Yun's heart, and he was really speeding up!

In the classroom of the sixth class of the third year of high school.

Cao Shanshan is not deaf, of course she heard the deafening cheering sound on the playground, and she didn't know how to feel in her heart.

But she knew one thing, that is, Lingyun was still running!

Cao Shanshan pursed her sexy little mouth, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and a Mona Lisa smile appeared on her beautiful face.

In the past three years, it is estimated that this is the first time that Cao Shanshan has been distracted in class!

Senior 3 class.

What the teacher said on the podium in this class, Ning Lingyu didn't listen to it at all.

Her mind has already flown to the playground, and she can't wait to stand up and rush out of the playground now, and cheer for her brother with those junior classmates!

Zhuang Meina naturally heard the sudden explosion of earth-shattering cheering on the playground, she was not stupid, and directly judged that Ling Yun must have finished the first lap!

Before they entered the classroom, Ling Yun had already run for most of the lap, six or seven minutes had passed, and now the playground was full of cheers, there was no doubt that Ling Yun had not fallen down, and was still running! …,

Zhuang Meina's bewitching face became a little distorted because of her gritted teeth, and her face suddenly became ugly, ugly!

Xie Junyan seemed to be listening carefully to the class, but when he heard the sound of cheering, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he seemed to be very satisfied with his accurate judgment.

Seven minutes later, with the deafening sound of cheering, Ling Yun strode through the second lap and continued to run the third lap!

In the second lap, Lingyun only took about thirteen minutes.

Although now he was dizzy, the Venus in front of him flashed wildly, and his mind began to stagnate, under the extreme exhaustion, he just took a mechanical step forward!

"As long as you finish this lap at the same pace, this sourness will permeate your whole body!"

When everyone is extremely tired, the body will have a feeling of weakness and soreness, which will make people want to sleep.

But Ling Yun was using his strong soul will, and he wanted to turn this sour feeling into motivation!

Refining the body is training the mind!

Without a strong heart, how can you practice qi?

"It's the third lap! The speed hasn't slowed down yet, is this guy human?! Where did he get that much physical strength and stamina? ”

Tang Meng's eyes were firmly fixed on the running Ling Yun, and the shock in his heart was simply incomparable!

As for Cheng Zhiye, he was completely stunned. Through the shape of its mumbling mouth, it is probably clear that he is repeatedly saying the word "impossible".

Another seven or eight minutes later.

The footsteps of "dong dong dong" smashed into everyone's hearts like a drumbeat, "whew...... The violent wheezing sound of "...... was getting closer and closer, and Ling Yun had already completed three-quarters of the third lap.

At this time, the sour feeling that Ling Yun wanted had already permeated his whole body, and he was so tired that he couldn't even lift his eyelids, and he was running forward with a willpower.

But he knew that he hadn't reached his limit yet, and he was still pushing himself to forcibly speed up.

"It's speeding up again!"

"He's so strong! It's obviously the limit...... "Many girls on the playground have begun to feel a little distressed.

"Let's go, let's go and cheer him on!"

Sometimes, it takes only one thing for a person to change the perception that most people think of him.

In Quan Qingshui No. 1 Middle School, who doesn't know Lingyun, who doesn't know Lingyun, who hasn't mocked Lingyun?

But now, at least these people on the playground, their views on Ling Yun have quietly changed!

Including those students who take physical education classes, including those who are good at sports, including Cheng Zhiye, including Tang Meng, and even the two physical education teachers on the playground, especially Ma Tianfeng!

"This kid ......" is burly, and at first glance, Ma Tianfeng, who is from a sports background, put his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes slightly, and quietly watched Ling Yun running wildly.

If he had seen this scene two years ago, or even a year ago, he would have pulled Lingyun to practice sports without hesitation!

When Ling Yun accelerated past Tang Meng's side, Tang Meng suddenly remembered Cao Shanshan's eyes and tone when he placed his bet.

"Maybe, Cao Shanshan is really right, as long as Ling Yun doesn't fall, he really has the possibility of running more than five laps......"