Dragon Emperor, Martial God

“How heavy is that sandbag? ”

Tang went straight to Cheng Zhiye's senior athletes, pulled out a box of cigarettes, threw them at him, and asked.

As long as there are sports games or sports competitions in the school, Tang Zheng will bet on these athletes, so no matter which class of sports students, they will recognize him. Everyone has a good relationship.

Having just returned to God's shortly successful career, Tang rushed over. At a moment, he saw that his sports teacher, Ma Tianfeng, was busy giving classes to senior year students. He didn't pay attention to this side. He directly took out a cigarette light, took a severe smoke first, and “Whoa” sprayed out slowly before answering.

“Fifty-two pounds. ”

Cheng Zhiye practiced long run, long run of the first heavy lung capacity, if Ma Tianfeng saw Cheng Zhiye smoke, you must not peel his skin?

“What, with this kid? ”

Tang Zheng called the playground, his eyes stared at Ling Yun running around the horse, his eyes still haven't left.

He nodded slowly and said: “I had no idea Xie Junyan was really hitting on me. He put down 5,000. ”

“Gambling circles? ”

Tang responded violently and then retrieved his eyes from Lingyun. This is why he was looking at Chengyi.

“Tell me honestly, how many laps can you run if you carry this sandbag and eat your milk? ”

Cheng Zhiye saw Tang Zheng's face. He laughed bitterly: “Young Master Tang, can you look at my body and run with that sandbag of more than 50 kg? ”

Tang took a hard look at the skinny, skinny mature business, and pondered: “If I give you 30 pounds, it's the sandbag you can carry. How many laps can you run? ”

Cheng Zhiye understood Tang Feng's meaning. He thought about it carefully and looked up: “If that were the case, I would have risked my life, I should have been able to run three laps, four laps would never run down. ”

Tang Feng bowed his head in his heart about a little relaxed. He was not afraid of losing money. He just didn't want Xie Junyan to win. As long as he could make Xie Junyan eat, he was more comfortable than winning tens of thousands of dollars.

He was the boss the other day. He looked like a dick.

“You guys are busy, let's see how long this kid can run! ”

Tang greeted him and found the best spot to do it. He stared sharply at Ling Yun, who had run to the nearest place. He praised him implicitly in his heart: he held on for three years. I didn't expect him to play with this kind of hand when he was graduating. It's kind of interesting!

“Awesome! He's gone around!” A shout!

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“Hoo-hoo... Hoo-hoo...” Lingyun ran with a sandbag, sweating like rain, his clothes were all wet and tightly attached to his fat body.

Though exhausted, the pace of his steps remained unchanged and his mouth gasped heavily, breathing fresh air in his mouth.

Feel the sandbag on your right shoulder pressed against you like Tarzan. It's getting heavier and heavier. Lingyun's footsteps are like stepping on cotton, and his knees are stiff like filled with lead!

A strange sense of acidity begins to appear in the body's muscles, bones, and even blood, adding to the difficulty of running Lingyun.

But his eyes grew brighter and brighter when he was wet with sweat. His eyes became stronger and stronger and stronger!

It's not the will of a mortal! This is the unwavering and powerful will to cultivate the great world step by step until the ferry period! It's his heart!

Lingyun knew that when the sourness was completely diffused, his body would enter a strange state, which would keep him running!

And when he supports himself to the limit of his body with this will, absorbing the spiritual energy stored in the seven-week grass will rush out of his every meridian, every muscle, every drop of blood, even every cell, and flush his body again to give him the impetus to move forward!

Without a doubt he was tired, but the laughter in his sweaty eyes was becoming more and more obvious, and he tried to be straight on the crushed spine, but his steps were accelerating!

He's laughing at the bitterness of the bloating pain!

“What? It's 400 meters away, his footsteps are accelerating?!” Tang brushed up, shouting, full of incredible faces!

“Pervert... this kid...” Zheng Ye's mouth was once again opened to the "O” type. He was waiting to see Lingyun dog chew shit jokes, but now he's completely stunned!

Ask yourself, although he is the long run champion of Shimizu City, if he runs like this with the same sandbag, he can't even run 100 meters or even 50 meters!

And Lingyun, who has already run a circle, is 400 meters long, and at this time, he actually changed the idle float of the footsteps, and accelerated the speed!

400m standard playground runway, Lingyun used small steps in the first lap, said to be running, in fact, it was moving in the running position, even slower than the race, one lap down, he actually took more than 20 minutes!

But now, in this increasingly sour sensation of exhaustion, he gradually adapts to the weight of the sandbag and, through that strange rhythm, connects it almost to the body.

A little unlike others, Lingyun can't use spiritual power, but he has a powerful soul!

This is a soul that was repaired during a ferry period. This is a soul that survived the horrible robbery that destroyed the heavens and the earth!

How can you be so tired?

Close his eyes and squeeze out sweat in his orbit. Lingyun actually laughed. He bit his teeth violently, his rigid right arm tightened vigorously. He stuck the sandbag heavily in his neck and right shoulder, walked through his fat legs and hit the second lap!

“The steps are bigger and the frequency of steps is faster...”

This kid didn't do his best!

It's not just Chengqi and Tang Zheng, almost everyone found this!

“Come on! Come on!” I don't know who shouted for the first time. Soon, the students in gym class were moved by Lingyun's momentum. Come on, it sounded like a shock!

A rush of pride in Lingyun's heart is still alive, he is really accelerating!

In the classroom of senior year six.

Cao Shanshan is not deaf. Of course, she heard the deafening fuelling sound on the playground, and she didn't know what to think.

But she knows one thing, that Lingyun is still running!

Cao Shanshan had a sexy little mouth, the corner of her mouth curled slightly, and Mona Lisa's smile floated on her beautiful face.

For the first time in three years, this is probably Cao Shanshan's first time in class!

Senior Class 1.

What exactly did the teacher say on the podium? Ning Ling Yu didn't listen at all.

Her heart flew to the playground long ago. She couldn't help but get up and rush out now and cheer for her brother with her younger classmates!

Zhuang Mina naturally also heard the sudden outburst of shocking gas on the playground. She was not stupid, and judging directly that Lingyun must have finished the first lap!

Before they entered the classroom, Lingyun had already run half a lap. Six or seven minutes had passed, and now there was a gas tank in the playground. There was no doubt that Lingyun had not fallen and was still running!

Zhuang Mina's demonic face became a little twisted by biting her teeth, her face suddenly became ugly and ugly!

Xie Junyan seemed to be listening carefully, but when he heard the noise of refuelling, he picked a slight corner of his mouth and seemed satisfied with his accurate judgment.

Seven minutes later, Lingyun, in the deafening gasoline sound, the big step meteor finished the second circle and continued the third!

In the second lap, Lingyun only took about 13 minutes.

Though now he's dizzy, Venus flashes in front of him, and his mind starts to stall. Under extreme exhaustion, he's just a mechanical step forward!

“Just run this lap at the same pace and this acidity will be all over your body! ”

When everyone is extremely tired, the body creates a feeling of powerless acidity that makes people want to sleep.

But Lingyun is using his powerful soul will, and he wants to be powered by this acidity!

Refining is practicing!

How do you practice without a strong heart?

“Third lap! The speed hasn't slowed down, is this guy human or not?! Where did he get that much strength and endurance? ”

Tang Zheng's eyes stared closely at Lingyun running, his heart shocked like nothing else!

As for Cheng Zhiye, he has stayed completely. Through its mumbling spoken form, he probably knows that he has repeatedly said the word "impossible”.

Seven or eight minutes later.

“Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock

At this time, the kind of acidity Lingyun wants has spread all over his body. He can't even lift his eyelids anymore. He is running forward with a lot of willpower.

But he knew he hadn't reached the limit, and he was still forcing himself to speed up.

“Accelerating again! ”

“He's strong! It's obviously at its limit...” A lot of girls on the playground are starting to get a little upset.

“Come on, let's go and cheer him up! ”

Sometimes a person can change what most people think of him by just one thing.

Who doesn't know Ling Yun, who doesn't know Ling Yun, who hasn't mocked Ling Yun?

But now, at least these people on the playground, their views on Lingyun have changed quietly!

Includes those students in sports classes, including those who have a long career in sports, including aspirations, including Tang Zheng, and even two sports teachers on the playground, especially Ma Tianfeng!

“This kid...” The figure is huge. At first glance, Ma Tianfeng, a sporting native, backed his hands, squinted his eyes and quietly watched Ling Yun run wild.

If he saw the scene two years ago, even a year ago, he wouldn't hesitate to practice sports in Laring Cloud!

When Ling Yun accelerated his run over Tang Violent, Tang violently remembered the look and tone of Cao Shanshan's betting.

“Perhaps Cao Shanshan is right. As long as Lingyun doesn't fall, he could really run more than five laps...”