“How heavy is that sandbag?”

Tang Meng came straight to Cheng Zhiye, a group of senior high school students, and took out a box of Su cigarettes and threw them to him. He asked without being polite.

As long as there are sports meetings or sports competitions in the school, Tang Meng will bet on athletes like Athletics. Therefore, no matter which class of sports students here, they recognize him and everyone has a good relationship.

Cheng Zhiye, who had just come back to his senses, saw that Tang Meng came over and immediately understood. He saw that Ma Tianfeng, the physical education teacher in charge, was busy teaching the class of the first year of high school. He did not pay attention to this side, took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a sip of the cigarette first, squirted it out slowly, and then answered.

"Fifty-two pounds."

Cheng Zhiye practices long-distance running, which has heavy lung capacity. If Ma Tianfeng sees Cheng Zhiye smoking, wouldn’t he be skinned?

"What? I made a fuck with this guy?"

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

He nodded slowly and said, "I used to play casually, but I didn't expect that Xie Junyan would actually compete with me. He gave up five thousand."

"Gambling circle?"

Tang Meng responded, then took his eyes off Ling Yun, and then looked at Cheng Zhiye in person.

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

Seeing Tang Meng's solemn look, Cheng Zhiye smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Tang, look at my body, can I carry the sandbag of more than fifty pounds to run away?"

Tang Meng glanced at the thin one who could use his slimness to succeed, and pondered: "If you were given thirty pounds, it would be the sandbag you could carry. How many laps can you run?"

Cheng Zhiye understood what Tang Meng meant. He thought about it carefully and looked up and said, "If that were the case, I would have fought my life and should be able to run three laps, but I would definitely not be able to run four laps."

Tang Meng lowered his head and compared it in his heart, and his mind was slightly relaxed. He was not afraid of losing money, but he just didn't want Xie Junyan to win. As long as he could make Xie Junyan lose his grudge, he would be more comfortable than winning tens of thousands of dollars.

He just doesn't like Xie Junyan's appearance, he's the eldest and the second!

"You guys are busy with you, let me see how long this kid can run!"

Tang Meng greeted him, found the best position and did it. He stared at Ling Yun who happened to be running to the nearest place, and secretly praised in his heart: I have been holding it in for three years, but I didn’t expect that I would play this trick when I was about to graduate, which is interesting!

"So amazing! He ran around!" exclaimed!

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"Hu...hu...hu...hu..." Ling Yun ran with the sandbag, sweating profusely. His clothes had long been soaked, tightly pressing against his fat body.

Although he was extremely tired, his pace still remained unchanged. He opened his mouth wide and gasped violently, breathing in fresh air.

Feeling the sandbag on his right shoulder pressing on his body like a mountain, becoming 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 sour feeling began to appear in the muscles, bones, and even blood of the body, which further added to the difficulty of Lingyun running.

However, his eyes, which were wet by sweat, became brighter and brighter, his eyes became firmer and stronger, and his will became stronger!

This is not the will of an mortal! This is the indomitable will of a powerful will that has been rushing all the way in the world of cultivation, and has been practicing step by step until the tribulation period! This is his heart of Tao!

Ling Yun knew that when the sourness completely spread throughout his body, his body would enter a strange state, which would make him run continuously!

When he uses this will to support his body's limit, the spiritual energy absorbed by the Qi Yao Grass in his body will rush out from every meridian, every muscle, every drop of blood, and even every cell, washing his body again, providing him with the motivation to move forward!

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

He was smiling to meet the soreness of his body with a swelling and painful feeling!

"What? He ran 40 meters, and his pace was actually accelerating?!" Tang Meng stood up and exclaimed, his face full of incredibleness!

"A pervert... this kid..." Cheng Zhiye's mouth once again opened and became a "o" shape. He was originally waiting to see Ling Yun's joke about chewing shit, but now, he was completely shocked!

Ask yourself, although he is the long-distance running champion in Kiyomizu City, if he is asked to run like this with the same sandbag, he can't even run 100 meters or even 50 meters!

Ling Yun had already run a lap, and it was 40 meters long. At this time, he actually changed his simplicity and accelerated his pace!

On the 4OOM standard playground track, Lingyun used small steps in the first lap. He said he was running, but in fact he moved in the running position, even a little slower than a race walk. After a lap, he actually took more than twenty minutes!

But now, in the increasingly intense sour feeling that he was extremely tired, he gradually adapted to the weight of the sandbag, and through that strange rhythm, the sandbag was almost connected with his body.

There is a thing that Ling Yun is different from others. Although he cannot use spiritual power and cannot run martial arts, he has a powerful soul!

This is a soul with cultivation in the tribulation stage, this is a soul who survived in the terrifying heaven and earth-destroying tribulation!

Why fear this little bit of fatigue?

He closed his eyes hard and squeezed out the sweat from his eyes. Ling Yun actually laughed wildly. He gritted his teeth suddenly, tightened his stiff right arm, and stuck the sandbag heavily into his neck and right shoulder, and stepped on his fat legs to hit the second round!

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

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

Not only Cheng Zhiye and Tang Meng, but almost everyone has realized this!

"Come on! Come on!" I don't know who called the first one. Soon, the students in physical education class were moved by Ling Yun's momentum, and the cheers continued to ring and shook the sky!

A thrilling pride arose in Ling Yun's heart, he is really speeding up!

In the classroom of Class 6, Grade 3.

Cao Shanshan was not deaf. Of course, she heard the deafening cheering sound on the playground, and she didn't know what she felt.

But one thing she knew was that Ling Yun was still running!

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

In three years, this is probably the first time Cao Shanshan has been distracted during class!

Class 1, Senior 3.

Ning Lingyu didn't listen to what the teacher said on the podium in this class.

Her mind had already flown to the playground. She wanted to stand up and rush out now, and cheer for her brother with the lower grade students!

Zhuang Meina naturally heard the sudden loud cheering sound of 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 half a lap. Six or seven minutes passed. Now there is a lot of cheers on the playground. There is no doubt that Ling Yun has not fallen yet and is still running!

Zhuang Meina's charming face became a little distorted because of gritting her teeth. Her face suddenly became ugly and ugly!

Xie Junyan seemed to be listening to the class carefully, but when he heard the cheers sound, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he was satisfied with his accurate judgment.

Seven minutes later, Ling Yun finished the second lap with great strides amid the deafening cheering sounds and continued to run the third lap!

In the second lap, Ling Yun only took about thirteen minutes.

Although he was dizzy now, the stars in front of him flashed, and his thinking began to stagnate. Under the extreme fatigue, he just stepped forward mechanically!

"As long as you run this lap at the same rhythm, this sourness will fill your whole body!"

When everyone is extremely tired, their body will feel a sense of weakness and sourness, which makes people unable to help but 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 means practicing the mind!

How to practice Qi without a strong heart?

"It's the third lap! The degree has not slowed down yet. Is this guy really a human? Where did he get such great physical strength and endurance?"

Tang Meng stared at the running Lingyun, and the shock in his heart was unparalleled!

As for Cheng Zhiye, he was completely stunned. Through its muttering lip silence, he probably knew that what he repeatedly said was the word "impossible".

Another seven or eight minutes later.

The footsteps of "dongdongdongdongdongdong" hit everyone's hearts like drum beats, and the violent gasps of "huh...huh..." were getting closer and closer. Ling Yun had already run three-quarters of the third lap.

At this time, the sourness that Ling Yun wanted had already spread throughout his body. He was so tired that he couldn't even lift his eyelids, and he was running forward with a force of will.

But he knew that he had not reached the limit yet, and he was still forcing himself to force himself to speed up.

“Add to add again!”

"He is so strong! He has reached his limit..." Many girls on the playground were already feeling a little distressed.

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

Sometimes, a person often needs to change the view of most people on him by just one thing.

In the first half of the Qingshui Middle School, who doesn’t know Lingyun, who doesn’t know Lingyun, and who hasn’t mocked Lingyun?

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

Including those students taking physical education classes, those students with special sports skills, Cheng Zhiye, Tang Meng, and even two physical education teachers on the playground, especially Ma Tianfeng!

"This kid..." Ma Tianfeng, who was a burly figure, looked like a sportsman, had his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes, 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 Yunjia ran past Tang Meng, Tang Meng suddenly remembered Cao Shanshan's eyes and tone when he bet.

"Maybe, Cao Shanshan really bet right. As long as Ling Yun doesn't fall down, he will really be able to run more than five laps..."
Chapter completed!