What is this concept?

Illustrate this...... The hell hasn't reached the limit of this kid!!

From this moment on, Mu Fan began to officially draw the first mark in the hearts of these people like a carving knife. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But they didn't know that the next imprint would only get deeper and deeper!

The training of the various phalanxes continued.

And the storm set off by Mu Fan has just begun.

The figure staggered with Wang Cheng again.

"Fifth lap."

……

"Sixth lap."

……

"Seventh lap."

"How many seconds?"

"180 seconds, still every second!"

When passing through the phalanx of the Department of Information Engineering, in the inexplicable eyes of a group of otaku, first a rocket head rushed through with its head held high, and then a blue-gray lightning flew by.

The burly-looking rocket head slammed head-on on the runway with a thud, and then rolled over in pain.

"Ah~~I'm going to die~Ah!"

The group of otaku all saw that the corners of the rocket head's mouth had begun to foam at the mouth.

Combis did use his sprint speed in the end, but he was still ...... Ferrule!!

But he gritted his teeth and was about to finish blowing, he ran with the strength of milk, but he could only watch Mu Fan trap him again, and when the lightning rushed past him, Combis only felt as if he was being killed by a highland bison......

So in the whirling horizon, he fell heavily.

Let the nurse mm sober me up.

A team of hairy men immediately rushed in and threw the paralyzed rocket head on the stretcher, and to a loud boo, Compis completed his mission as a green leaf.

When there is no such comic to attract attention, the focus of the storm, Mu Fan is still running with his head down.

The figure is like a lonely wolf king!

The silent momentum spread over him, and some people began to concentrate on Mu Fan's expression when they were still far away.

However, they were destined to be disappointed, because Mu Fan's eyes were calm and there was no trace of waves, which just created another kind of arrogance.

The charm with a unique cold style.

"Eighth lap."

Mu Fan's calm and calm tone was still the same.

"Ninth lap."

The students in the audience were first surprised, shocked, and finally numb, and now they are listening to their military training instructors conducting normal training step by step.

However, they have secretly placed a handicap to see how many laps this kid can rush.

One of the more alternative phalanx is the medical department, and the beautiful freshmen of Yingying Yanyan are already eager to nail their eyes to Mu Fan, and use the instrument to test the secrets of Mu Fan's body.

Well, that's right, the shy girl went to test the body of the delicate young man.

Seeing that Mu Fan was so resolute and had never slowed down at all, Wang Nuonuo cleaned up his mood, pursed his lips and conducted military posture training with a standard posture.

This made Wang Cheng unable to find the slightest fault.

Standing for half an hour under the blazing sun is a basic quality.

And the blue lightning that Mu Fan's body turned into continued.

On the stands, a colonel looked at the figure and said to the people around him: "On the first day, I saw such a good seedling, go and ask the person in charge of military training of the academy, the information of this young man." ”

"Yes." It was Lieutenant Colonel Cheng who agreed.

On the projection light curtain next to it, the running figure was in the middle of the screen, and there was a dense data stream scrolling on the side.

The evaluation next to it has never changed - S-class!

With a lap in 3 minutes and a constant speed of 2,000 meters in 180 seconds, Mu Fan showed everyone what it means to be a real pervert with that extraordinary control.

After 10 laps, 30 minutes.

After 20 laps, one hour.

An hour passed, and before the time for the phalanx to rest, Mu Fan had quietly run 20 laps!

The person who used to evaluate in a mocking tone is now left with a kind of numbness that is ruthlessly crushed and cannot resist at all.

The young man who was quietly timekeeping was still paying attention to Mu Fan's movements, and was repeating Mu Fan's laps in shock.

23、24……

"Lap 24." Mu Fan's faint tone sounded at this moment, but there seemed to be an indescribable mockery, which made Wang Cheng shout the wrong slogan for the first time in the world.

Naturally, it caused a sneaky laugh.

"Nos. 7, 13, and 26, the three of you, get out of the penalty station!"

An angry rebuke made the phalanx instantly honest.

Except for the first phalanx of the ship who knew the inside story, the other phalanxes didn't know that Mu Fan's next was actually his last lap.

This last lap finally arrived in the nervous minds of a small group of people.

Mu Fan's figure like the wind swept everyone's eyes again.

Wang Nuonuo, including the first phalanx she is in, has no intention of training.

Their eyes were all fixed on the figure that was getting closer.

It's almost there.

There were still 500 meters, and the figure did not slow down.

There are 300 meters to go......

The last 100 meters!

People's breathing began to rapid.

The eyes of many girls in the medical department stared at this formidable figure, and now Mu Fan didn't know that he was already synonymous with endurance in the eyes of this group of medical beauties.

The blue lightning has arrived!

The miracle of 25 laps is almost complete!

Mu Fan's figure is about to arrive.

20 meters, 10 meters, he will ......

The afterimage brought up by Mu Fan suddenly appeared in a discordant place, which was a manifestation of fine-tuning of the movements.

The blue lightning suddenly rose into the air.

What is he going to do!

Leaping high, his figure leaping high above the runway, head down, body arched forward.

Suddenly a front flip.

Rumble!

The front flip was thirty or sixty degrees, and the figure with an imposing dragon landed heavily on the runway.

The legs stood firmly, and the loud sound was the heavy sound of the feet stepping on the ground, and the whole person leaned over and lowered his head to stop in such a posture.

At this time, Wang Cheng was about seven or eight meters in front of him!

But Mu Fan slowly straightened up after landing on the ground, and did not take even a single step!

That is to say, now Mu Fan is 24 laps and infinitely close to 25 laps, but the last seven or eight meters of position has come to an abrupt end.

"What is he going to do?"

Wang Nuonuo also looked at the figure that was straight again, and couldn't help but ask:

"Mu Fan, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Wang Nuonuo's voice, Mu Fan turned his head to reveal a bright smile, and his white teeth were in a trance for many girls under the sun.

"I'm tired, ha~"

With a bang, Mu Fan sat directly on the ground.

Burst!

This made several people in the first phalanx instantly restrain their laughter.

This sentence is too harsh.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Mu Fan supported his knees with both hands, and looked at everyone with an innocent smile.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Cheng was obviously completely angry by Mu Fan's move.

"I'm so tired, take a break. It's still 44 minutes away from 120 minutes, don't believe it. Mu Fan revealed the watch from Tianwai Technology, and the glittering reflected silver light blinded everyone's eyes.

"Stand up, come over, your punishment is over." Suppressing his anger, Wang Cheng's voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Don't go, I'm too tired." Mu Fan's head shook desperately.

I'm tired of going to your sister, twenty-five laps of sprinting without stopping, and now in addition to occasional sweat stains on the brain, I don't even pant when I speak, and you still say you're tired!

Now the boys in the first phalanx of the ship have a common thought in their hearts: Awesome, my brother.

(To be continued.) )