Song Xiaoliang laughed and said: "Damn, this waste, it seems that he can't even run three laps, what a stupid B!" This kid was kicked, and he felt very happy when he scolded at this time.

Xiao Jun frowned: "Song Xiaoliang, keep your mouth clean!" Bai Yanling also glared at him fiercely, Song Xiaoliang wanted to refute something, but his eyes turned and fell silent, and his eyes shot a cold and mocking light.

Just when he was disdainful, several exclamations came from his side, and Zhan Feng suddenly slowed down and began to stagger in his steps.

"Ha Luha, this kid is tired and lying down, it's only been less than three laps, it's really a veritable waste." Someone in the crowd immediately shouted, and almost everyone noticed the change in Zhanfeng's speed, and there was a burst of cheers.

Bai Yanling's face changed, the reason why she was so optimistic about Zhan Feng was mainly because Zhan Feng's heroic and heroic kick before impressed her too deeply, and she firmly grasped her heart at that moment, so she gambled fifteen laps in a hurry.

However, according to her original intention in her heart, she also felt that it was impossible for Zhan Feng to run fifteen laps, and the reason why she was willing to gamble was because she was angry that those guys completely looked down on Zhan Feng, and secondly, she also wanted to take this opportunity to show Zhan Feng a stance and tell him that she was towards him.

But at this time, seeing that Zhan Feng actually had a tendency to stop, her heart also sank, could it be that this Zhan Feng was really so useless, she had misseen him before?

Song Xiaoliang's face was full of oil at this time, and he kept clapping his hands and shouting loudly, under his influence, there were more and more people cheering, you must know that once Lu Dao Zhanfeng stopped, he would win money, someone secretly turned his head to look at Xiao Jun, but found that the other party's eyes were calm and his face was calm.

Xiao Jun is not worried at all, even if Zhan Feng is physically exhausted, he will definitely not be here in the third circle.

Zhan Feng really lived up to his high expectations, and just when everyone was cheering, the situation on the field changed again.

The breath was smooth, the pace was relaxed, and the coordination of the first stage finally reached the perfect realm, Zhan Feng slowed down his speed to make a buffer, and after adjusting it, he immediately accelerated, twice as fast as before.

The sidelines were immediately silent, Song Xiaoliang stretched out his hands in the air, forgot to applaud, and his face was embarrassed, but Bai Yanling's eyes flashed, secretly surprised.

But the surprise was not enough, after the first stage of coordination, Zhan Feng finally had a deep and clear grasp of his physique, and the next adjustment came faster, and after three laps, he doubled his speed.

Six laps have passed in a blink of an eye, and at this time, among the dozen or so people on the sidelines, they have basically all lost, and everyone is like ashes, looking at Zhan Feng in a daze, with a numb expression.

Song Xiaoliang was even more dumbfounded, how could it be, how could Zhan Feng run six laps? Moreover, and the fucking speed is speeding up again, this is going against the sky, Lao Tzu's 50,000 yuan! He was so angry that he almost didn't vomit a mouthful of blood.

Xiao Jun nodded, he was really not mistaken, Zhan Feng really ran more than five laps, he calculated, he won today, because there were only two people within twelve laps of more than five laps, and these three guys had little confidence in Zhan Feng in the end, so they placed very few bets, and if they were removed, there would be only one Bai Yanling left.

However, Bai Yanling's bet is too big, so she doesn't have to worry at all, with Zhanfeng's physique, no matter how against the sky, it is impossible to run fifteen laps, according to his estimate, at most eight laps.

It's a pity that he still guessed wrong, with today's Zhanfeng, how can eight laps be enough?!

Just when everyone was shocked because Zhan Feng ran more than six laps, Zhan Feng actually sped up again, nine laps! More than eight laps!

The two guys who gambled on Zhanfeng for more than eight laps couldn't stop laughing, and one of them couldn't stop fanning his face with his hand, and muttered in his mouth: "How can it be, how can it be, get rich, get rich!" ”

It's a pity that he was happy not long after, Zhan Feng actually sped up again, the time he accelerated was shorter and shorter, and the speed was faster and faster, and he was getting more and more energetic the more he ran, and the more he ran, the more relaxed his face became, as if his physical strength was not exhausted at all.

Twelve laps, almost all of them lost! Zhan Feng was able to run eight laps, which was something no one could have imagined, and even Bai Yanling, who had the only chance to win, had a big mouth and looked shocked.

Xiao Jun had already stood up, clasped his hands, and involuntarily walked to the sidelines, watching Zhan Feng's eyes flash a few times, and suddenly shouted: "Come on, come on, come on Zhanfeng!" ”

At this moment, he had forgotten about the gambling game, purely for Zhanfeng's applause, in his opinion, Zhanfeng can run until now, must rely on strong willpower, rely on indomitable faith, which is undoubtedly respectable.

Xiao Jun's shout infected most of the students present, many people hesitated slightly, and also ran to the sidelines and began to shout, as Zhan Feng ran into the fourteenth lap, more and more people cheered, and the voice became louder and louder.

Zhan Feng looked at the people cheering for him on the sidelines, and felt inexplicable, but he was only slightly distracted, and immediately devoted himself to running.

Fifteen laps, finally fifteen laps! Bai Yanling cried with joy, tears flowed down silently, Zhan Feng really didn't disappoint her! It really ran more than fifteen laps, that's right, Zhan Feng must have been reborn, Bai Yanling's eyes became hot again.

In the end, Zhan Feng ended this refining with twenty-six laps that everyone couldn't predict, twenty-six laps, a full ten kilometers, Zhan Feng was able to run ten kilometers in one go, which can no longer be described by the quality of the physique, it is simply a miracle.

Moreover, the speed of the next ten laps was like a 100-meter sprint, which made the entire playground completely boiling, and everyone was stupid, is this still Zhanfeng? Is it still the weak Zhan Feng?

Zhan Feng was very satisfied with his refining this morning, although ten kilometers is not much, but the first time he can't work too hard, he must be gradual, after he stopped, he immediately surrounded a group of people, all of them were elated, which made Zhan Feng very unhappy, in the face of everyone's appreciation and envy, his expression was indifferent, he took a little rest, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Zhanfeng, stand still!" A shout came.

Zhan Feng didn't need to look back to know that it was Bai Yanling, he frowned slightly, stopped and turned around, and said lightly: "What's the matter?" ”

"You ......" Zhan Feng's indifference made Bai Yanling's tone stagnate, what kind of cool is this guy pretending, isn't it just a few more laps, Miss Ben is so low-voiced, you still look like you don't want to answer, it's really hateful.

She took a deep breath and continued, "I, I just want to thank you!" ”