6:20 p.m., School Stadium.

Wu Zikai has already run twelve laps, and he himself doesn't believe that he can run twelve laps!

However, the muscular man next to him actually ran at the same time as him, and he also ran twelve laps, it seems that he wants to compete with himself.

The two of them ran side by side, the muscular man's breathing was a little short, but his breath was very steady, Wu Zikai admired his physical strength a little, there was such a person with good physical strength in Yuecheng? Aren't they all cultivating soul stones? However, in the eyes of the muscular man, the thin kid in front of him is the king, and he even ran twelve laps, and the terrible thing is that his breathing is even more stable than himself!

"Boy, which sports school are you from?" The muscular man suddenly turned his head as he ran.

Sports? Wu Zikai was a little confused, how could he suddenly ask such a question? Can't people who aren't from sports schools run twelve laps? He decided to let the muscular man grow, "Oh, no, I'm a high school." The muscular man's facial muscles were obviously a little stiff, and he couldn't laugh, because the strength of a thin boy who relied on cultivating soul stones in a high vocational school was actually the same as that of a person who had practiced in a sports school for three years.

The muscular man suddenly sped up and didn't speak, Wu Zikai knew in his heart that it seemed that there would be a battle tonight.

The speed of the two people is the same, comparable, twelve, thirteen, fourteen...... Chen Ling'er and Shen Meng sat on the ground and counted the laps they ran.

At this point, all the runners stopped to watch the race, because they had both run eighteen laps......

In the twentieth lap, the muscular man suddenly said, "Hey, boy, twenty-five laps is the limit of the human body, if you don't want to die, I advise you to ......", before the words were spoken, Wu Zikai hurriedly said: "No, I haven't sweated yet, look at you, you're sweating, this is not my limit."

This kind of provocation is simply a provocation to a muscular man, but twenty-five laps is also the limit of a muscular man, so he will say this, not that he is really afraid that Wu Zikai will die, but second, he is afraid that it will be too embarrassing to lose, for so long, Wu Zikai is the first person who dares to provoke in person.

Twenty-five laps later, all the spectators present cheered, the muscular man stopped, holding his knees with both hands, his body was fine, that is, this amount of exercise had reached the limit of the heart's endurance, like the people of the sports school, the soul stone was not interested in them, they admired the limit of body development.

Wu Zikai also stopped, at this time, there were a few thin beads of sweat on his head, but his breathing was steady, and his heart was not beating fast.

The muscular man raised his head and gave a thumbs up, "Boy, amazing, I don't admire much, you are one, what is your name?" Wu Zikai was a little unhappy in his heart, he was unhappy from the beginning, and now he really wanted to ask, "I will ask you if you are convinced." But tell yourself in your heart not to be too arrogant at any time, "Oh, I'm fine, how are you, are you okay?" The muscular man waved his hand, "It's okay, just rest for a while." ”

Wu Zikai felt that although he couldn't be proud, it was necessary to answer his question, "My name is Wu Zikai, a first-year vocational high school, what is your name?" ”

The corners of the muscular man's mouth twitched, he didn't expect the kid in front of him to be a first-grade, he grinned and smiled, "My name is Li Cang, Cangtiancang." ”

Wu Zikai stretched out his hand and smiled, "Hello." ”

Li Cang was stunned for a moment, and then stretched out his hand, "Hello, it's nice to meet you." After a pause, he asked, "Why didn't you report to the sports school with such good physical strength, and came here to practice the soul stone?" This is where the sick and the sick come from. Then he felt that what he had said was inappropriate, and added, "I mean you should learn from each other's strengths, this place is not for you." ”

Wu Zikai's face immediately became serious, but he smiled politely, "Everyone has their own ambitions, what's more, I feel that I am more suitable for cultivating my heart, isn't a person with a strong heart the most powerful?" Li Cang looked up to the sky helplessly and smiled, "Hey, it's like you think, our Moon City will never have a better day." Wu Zikai was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically: "What do you mean?" What does it mean to have no future? ”

Li Cang stood up and put on his clothes, "It's okay, you'll know later, I have other exercises in the evening, let's see you later." Along the way, he grabbed his backpack and slung it over his shoulder, and walked towards the school gate without looking back.

Now Wu Zi Kaike has doubts, what is the cultivation of soul Shiyue City, there is no hope? Do you just have to train to be a muscular man? Exasperating!

At this time, Chen Ling'er and Shen Meng walked over hand in hand, Wu Zikai smiled, and shook his head helplessly, "I'll win by running." Chen Ling'er supported her chin with both hands, "Senior, your physical strength is so good, it's terrible, if you are a soul stone, it will be more powerful, God!" Shen Meng patted Wu Zikai on the shoulder, "I didn't expect it, you still have hidden skills?" Now let's see who dares to bully me in the future, my classmate punched him to death! Hahaha", this sentence made several people laugh.

The three of them left the stadium with a smile and a smile, it was already more than eight o'clock at this time, Wu Zikai sent Chen Linger and Shen Meng back to the dormitory building respectively, and walked back to the dormitory alone, and as soon as he pushed open the door of the 308 dormitory, a strong smell came to his face.

Su Chong crossed Erlang's legs, and his bare feet were fighting the glory of the king, "Go on, it, where is the assistance, pit goods!" There are two pairs of socks that can already stand up on the ground, Liu Xiao is playing with the computer shirtless, listening to the gunshot, he must be eating chicken, Fugui is worthy of being a good child, and he is still lying on the bed reading in this state of extremely polluted air.

Wu Zikai covered his nose and kicked the pair of socks into the garbage heap in an instant, their dormitory never threw garbage, it was piled up at the door or on the balcony, every time the door could not be opened, the balcony was like a garbage dump.

Seeing Wu Zikai push the door in, Su Chong glanced up and said with a lewd smile: "I don't go home at night, say, which girl did you go to?" , Wu Zikai replied lightly, "Fuck your uncle, is Lao Tzu the kind of person who values color and ignores friends?" I went for a run. ”

"Went for a run?" Liu Xiao turned his head and pouted, "Don't talk about old K, just your physique, you won't fall apart after running twice?" Wu Zikai was very unconvinced, "Lao Tzu ran twenty-five laps, okay, tired of a sports school." Su Chong burst out laughing, "Emma, after hearing your words, I feel like I can hit five." ”

Wu Zikai was angry, took off his clothes and washed and went to bed, usually at this point, he was already sleepy, but now he is not sleepy at all, today's incident is not a simple accident for him, these aspects must be a little strange......