In fact, at this time, Leng Binghan was also a little unable to hold on, although he had a special way of breathing, but the long-term fast running still consumed a lot of his physical energy. As he ran and his physical strength was exhausted, he seemed to feel that this breath could not provide enough oxygen at all, and he couldn't help but want to give up this way of breathing, and then open his mouth and breathe in the fresh air freely.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth and persevered, sports have a limit problem, if you give up every time you reach this threshold, then you will never be able to break through the limit.

Due to the lack of oxygen supply, some blue and white appeared on the cold face, and cold sweat rolled down from his forehead. When he got to the back, he controlled the air he inhaled again and again, and it was not enough to exhale three times, but he still didn't give up, gradually, he felt that his feet began to weaken, his steps were a little staggering, and the Venus flashed in front of him, and later, even his eyes gradually began to blur, and he even felt that his body didn't seem to exist.

Can't give up, can't give up, Leng Binghan only had this thought left in his heart, he gritted his teeth and didn't stop moving forward.

Suddenly, he felt something in his lower abdomen throb suddenly.

Worst! Is it because of excessive exercise that causes the small intestine to spasm? Leng Binghan's footsteps faltered slightly, and he was shocked, if such a situation really occurred, this game would definitely not be able to go on.

But you don't seem to feel any pain, do you? On the contrary, after beating, my tired body actually felt a little comfortable and relaxed, and at the same time, it seemed that the lack of oxygen in the body was greatly reduced. What's going on? Could it be your own hallucination?

Before he could understand what was going on, his lower abdomen throbbed again. At this moment, Leng Binghan noticed that the rhythm of this beating was exactly the same as the rate of his breathing. Could it be a coincidence?

Every beat, as if it can bring a trace of spring rain to the long-arid earth, although it cannot completely solve the lack of oxygen, his body seems to be frantically sucking this wisp of life-saving nectar.

He wondered, what the hell was going on? How can something beat in your body? How did it turn out that there had never been such a situation? Did something happen to your body or what? Is this a change for better or worse......

For a moment, all the thoughts were mixed together and poured into his brain like a tide, mixed together, and he couldn't figure it out, and his expression became confused and full of doubts. Affected by this, his running pace slowed down.

The senior students in the back were overjoyed when they saw this, and Leng Binghan really couldn't support it, and they all gloated in their hearts, and their eyebrows danced. It seems that it is a very remarkable and glorious thing to make the cold cold deflated. also raised the speed one after another, wanting to overtake him.

And the surrounding audience also thought that Leng Binghan couldn't support it, although it was already a very rare thing for a second-year student to be able to lead the senior students by more than half the distance in the school's long-distance running race, even if he couldn't get the first place in the end, it was understandable. But everyone still couldn't help cheering for him, and for a while, the cheering sound rose a few degrees, and it became louder, resounding throughout the playground, especially the students in the first class of the second grade, who shouted loudly, hoping to lend all their strength to Leng Binghan, so that he could continue to maintain the lead.

Leng Bing didn't care about the outside world at all, and he was still there pondering these wonderful things that happened to him, hoping to sort out a clue. He continued to breathe in that particular way, and savored the indescribable subtlety.

With the rhythm of breathing, the beating is very regular, at first it is very subtle, if it is not cold to the limit, the body's demand for oxygen is abnormal hunger and thirst, then he will not find this abnormal situation, just like a car tire that is slightly leaking, not put in the water, see the bubbles come out, is not able to find the air leak.

But with the increase in the number of beats, the amplitude of the beating seems to be getting bigger and bigger, more and more obvious, and at the same time, the benefits to the body are also increasing, that feeling, as if a person who is about to suffocate when he sinks to the bottom of the water suddenly pokes his head out and breathes the air, the kind of moving and pleasure for the rest of his life, so that the body is extremely happy.

At this time, the beating is the leap of life.

The beating became stronger and stronger, as if it echoed with it, and the knee joints and elbow joints of the limbs seemed to be beating as if there were signs of beating, like a chick about to break out of the shell, about to jump out.

Before Leng Binghan had time to think about it, the beating of the four joints couldn't wait to start, although Leng Binghan's heart seemed to be prepared, but the first beating still surprised him, it was a feeling completely different from the beating of the lower abdomen, as if he had been shocked, sour and numb, almost made him have some spasms, and his limbs lost their balance because of this, if he didn't usually exercise a lot, the coordination of the body was very good, he fell to the ground.

In this way, his body has five beating points centered on the lower abdomen, echoing each other, beating with the rhythm of breathing, and every beat, the beating point seems to exude thousands of tiny air currents, and continues to extend with the beating, just like every beating of the heart, squeezing and ejecting blood flows all over the body, stretching outward little by little. The lower abdomen spreads to the limbs, and the limbs converge towards the lower abdomen, the progress is slow, slow, but with each beat, it stretches.

Leng Binghan watched the progress of these tiny air currents with great interest, watching them advance little by little, conquering the city, slowly, and seemingly quickly, and finally merging together, and the five beating points seemed to form a magnetic field with each other.

At the moment of fusion, there was a tingling pain in the cold lower abdomen and the joints of the limbs, and this stinging pain came very abruptly, as if those air currents were pouring into each other, intertwined and as if the body was torn apart at that moment, and the pain made him can't help but let out a low voice**.

The pain came and went quickly, the cold ** didn't seem to be over yet, and the heart-rending pain just now had disappeared without a trace, as if it was his hallucination. The only after-effects were that he felt dizzy, and the world was spinning, and he almost lost his balance and tripped on the ground while running.

Leng Binghan shook his head, fixed his mind, and was about to complain, why is this ghost God tossing himself like this, what is going on? Suddenly, he was stunned, and for a moment he seemed to even stop thinking. Although he couldn't see it with the naked eye, he could feel it clearly, and even felt that he had to feel it clearly when he was seen, the five beating points formed five small balls of light that were invisible to the naked eye, and the small balls of light were rotating, colorful glass, glowing in all directions, and the clouds were steaming, looking a little ethereal and extremely unreal.

There is a blue air flow between the five small light balls, like a stream, circulating, endless, flowing into the small light ball, it will turn into turbulence with a bang, just like the fireworks blooming in the night sky of the Spring Festival Gala, and there is a strange feeling in the body at the same time, it is boundless vitality and infinite vitality, and then the clear stream of vitality is melted together, and continues to flow out of the small light ball, every time it flows through, there is an indescribable coolness, comfort and relaxation, full of vitality and vitality.

It was as if he could feel the blood flowing happily and boiling all over his body, and he was communicating enthusiastically with the clear stream flowing in his body. At this moment, he felt that all the discomforts in his body, such as fatigue, soreness, stuffiness, and palpitations, had been swept away, and his body was full of strength, full of the power to conquer everything and conquer the world.

He smiled slightly, as if he had an epiphany in zazen, and immediately received an enlightenment, it turned out that he knew what he thought he knew about the Changxuan Yuan Sutra, and at this moment he realized that what he had realized was only one or two out of tenth. At this moment, his cultivation can be regarded as finding the threshold, if he wants to really enter the hall, it is still very far away, and there is an extremely long road, maybe he will not be able to spy on it in the cold of his life, but after all, he has found the direction of progress and struggle, not like a headless fly like the original, flying blindly and without a clue. Besides, at this point, he is already many, much stronger than ordinary people.

If he wasn't still competing, he would definitely look up to the sky and roar to express the incomparable excitement and joy in his heart. But at this time, he could only hide this thought in his heart, vent this joy in the race, and speed up, not only quickly recovering the speed at the beginning, but also getting faster and faster, faster and faster, almost able to catch up with the speed of others' 100-meter sprint.

Everyone seemed to be stunned by his strange performance, there was less than half a lap left after a thousand meters, and Leng Bing Han still had the strength to sprint, and this speed was getting faster and faster, which was simply against the norm.

Just now I surpassed Leng Bing Han, and the joy in my heart had not yet floated, and I was actually overtaken by Leng Bing Han very shamelessly. Their eyes widened and their faces were full of disbelief, and they watched in a daze as they passed away, forgetting even about their own game, and their steps stopped. It wasn't until the surrounding classmates were coaxing that they reacted, almost didn't cry, and ran up, still muttering in their hearts: No matter how good you are, you don't bring such a player! The greatest pain in life is not the absence of hope, but the disillusionment of hope in the immediate reach.

Without any suspense, Leng Binghan won the first place in the 1,000-meter run of Suqi Primary School in the 1985 Winter Games with a great advantage, and of course he was also the first in the second grade.

When he crossed the finish line, the audience was in a shock, and all the people, including teachers and students, rushed up, clapping their hands, shouting loudly, as if this was the way to express their excitement and reverence for the cold.

Li Zhixiong couldn't suppress the passion in his heart, and brought the whole class to greet the heroes in the class. A few classmates came next to him and wanted to support him, but he gently refused, and then everyone realized that his face did not change and his heart did not beat, as if he had just finished running a thousand meters, but had just come back from a walk.

Wen Wen was even more cheering, applauding happily, his crooked eyes were full of excitement and joy, as if she was the first to take the first place at this time instead of Leng Bing Han, and ran quickly towards Leng Bing Han, when he ran, because of the crowd, he almost fell, but fortunately he had reached Leng Bing Han's vicinity, and he helped Wen Wen.

Maybe it was because of the running, Wen Wen's face was flushed, and her heart was beating hard, she grabbed Leng Binghan's hand tightly and said loudly: "Brother Xiaohan, you are really amazing, you are the best!" No one can beat you. ”

Chen Ting didn't come up and didn't say anything, but she was also very happy for the coldness in her heart. A second-grader outperformed a fifth-grader in a long-distance run, such a thing can only be described as a miracle, but they have all witnessed the birth of this miracle today.

At this time, several timekeeping teachers, looking at the stopwatch in their hands, couldn't believe what they saw: 4 minutes and 5 seconds. This grade must be very poor for an adult, but you must know that Leng Binghan is only a second-grade student in primary school, not yet seven years old, and this grade is completely unimaginable.

Leng Bing Han is really a baby!

But this matter still makes them a little embarrassed, if it is an ordinary student, I believe that as long as they come forward, or even by the principal, to explain the benefits, then parents are not competing to send their children to cultivate. But Leng Binghan's identity is too special, the son of the secretary of the district party committee, the godson of the mayor, is it rare to be a sports student?

Thinking of this, several teachers showed a look of excitement and helplessness in their eyes.