"How heavy is the sandbag?"
Tang Meng went straight to Cheng Zhiye and his senior sports students, took out a box of Su cigarettes, and threw it to him, asking questions without being polite.
As long as there is a sports meet or competition in the school, Tang Meng will bet on athletes like Cheng Zhiye, so no matter which class of sports students here, they all know him, and everyone has a good relationship.
Cheng Zhiye, who had just come back to his senses, saw Tang Meng approaching, and immediately understood. He saw that Ma Tianfeng, the physical education teacher in charge of him, was busy teaching the class of the first year of high school. First he took a deep puff of the cigarette, then puffed it out slowly with a "huh", and then he answered.
"Fifty-two catties."
Cheng Zhiye practiced long-distance running, long-distance running is the most important thing for vital capacity, if Ma Tianfeng sees Cheng Zhiye smoking, why don't he skin him
"What? Did you do something with this kid?"
Since Tang Meng came to the playground, his eyes have been staring at Ling Yun who is running around immediately, and his eyes have not left.
He nodded slowly, and said: "I was just playing casually, but I didn't expect that kid Xie Junyan to actually fight me. He bet five thousand."
"The gambling circle?"
Tang Meng responded, then turned his eyes away from Ling Yun, and then looked directly at Cheng Zhiye.
"Tell me honestly, boy, if you were carrying this sandbag and trying your best, how many laps would you be able to run?"
Seeing Tang Meng's serious face, Cheng Zhiye smiled wryly and said, "Young Master Tang, look at my body, can I run with a sandbag weighing more than 50 kilograms?"
Tang Meng glanced at Cheng Zhiye, who was thin and could be slender, and pondered: "If I give you a thirty-pound sandbag, it's a sandbag that you can carry anyway. How many laps can you run?"
Cheng Zhiye understood Tang Meng's meaning. He thought about it carefully, then raised his head and said, "If that's the case, I've tried my best. I should be able to run three laps, and I will definitely not be able to run four laps."
Tang Meng lowered his head and made a comparison in his heart. He relaxed slightly. He was not afraid of losing money, but he just didn't want Xie Junyan to win. As long as Xie Junyan could be beaten, he would be more comfortable than winning tens of thousands of dollars.
He just didn't like the appearance of Xie Junyan who was the boss and the second child that day!
"You are busy with your work, let me see how long this kid can run!"
Tang Meng greeted, found a best position and settled down, staring sharply at Ling Yun who happened to run to the nearest place, and secretly praised in his heart: I have been holding back for three years, I didn't expect to play such a trick when I was about to graduate, it's a bit interesting !
"It's amazing! He ran around!" A cry of surprise!
...
"Huh...huh...huh..." Ling Yun ran with the sandbag on his shoulders, sweating profusely. His clothes were already soaked, and they were tightly attached to his fat body.
Although he was extremely tired, the rhythm of his steps remained the same, and he opened his mouth wide to pant violently, breathing in fresh air heavily.
Feeling the sandbag on his right shoulder pressing down on his body like Mount Tai, getting heavier and heavier, Ling Yun's footsteps seemed to be stepping on cotton, and his knees were as stiff as if they were filled with lead!
A strange soreness began to appear in the muscles, bones, and even the blood of the body, making it even more difficult for Ling Yun to run.
But his sweat-drenched eyes are getting brighter, his eyes are getting firmer, and his will is getting stronger!
This is not the will of mortals! This is the indomitable and powerful will to go all the way in the big world of cultivation and practice step by step to the stage of crossing the catastrophe! This is his heart!
Ling Yun knew that when the soreness completely pervaded his whole body, his body would enter a strange state later on, and this state would make him keep running!
And when he uses this will to support his body to the limit, the spiritual energy absorbed by the seven obsidian grass in his body will rush out from every meridian, every muscle, every drop of blood, and even every cell, and wash his body again , to provide him with the motivation to move forward!
There is no doubt that he is very tired, but the smile in his sweat-covered eyes is becoming more and more obvious. He tried to straighten his bent spine, but his steps are speeding up instead!
He was smiling to welcome the sore feeling of swelling all over his body!
"What? I've already run 400 meters, and his pace is actually accelerating?!" Tang Mengshou stood up and exclaimed, his face full of disbelief!
"Pervert... this kid..." Cheng Zhiye's mouth opened again into an "O" shape. He was waiting to see the joke of Ling Yun's dog eating shit, but now, he was completely stunned!
Ask yourself, although he is the champion of long-distance running in Qingshui City, if you let him run like this with the same sandbag, he can't even run 100 meters or even 50 meters!
As for Ling Yun, he had already run a full lap, a full 400 meters, and at this moment, he actually changed his sloppy footsteps just now, and even accelerated his speed!
On the 400-meter standard playground runway, Lingyun used small steps for the first lap. He said he was running, but he was actually moving in a running posture, even a little slower than race walking. After one lap, he actually used two More than ten minutes!
But now, he gradually got used to the weight of the sandbag amidst the increasingly intense sour feeling caused by extreme exhaustion, and through that strange rhythm, the sandbag was almost integrated with his body.
One thing Ling Yun is different from others, although he can't use spiritual power, although he can't perform exercises, but he has a powerful soul!
This is a soul who has cultivated in the period of transcending the catastrophe, and this is the soul that survived the terrifying catastrophe that destroyed the world!
This little bit of fatigue, why not fear
Closing his eyes forcefully to squeeze out the sweat from his eye sockets, Ling Yun actually laughed wildly. He gritted his teeth suddenly, his stiff right arm tightened suddenly, and the sandbag was heavily stuck in his neck and right shoulder, and he stepped forward with his fat legs. Hit the second lap!
"The steps have become larger and the frequency of steps has become faster..."
This kid didn't use his full strength just now!
Not only Cheng Zhiye and Tang Meng, but almost everyone has discovered this!
"Come on! Come on!" I don't know who yelled "Come on!" Soon, the students in the physical education class were all moved by Ling Yun's momentum, and the sound of cheering was continuous and resounded through the sky!
A wave of soaring pride welled up in Ling Yun's heart, he was really still speeding up!
In the classroom of Class 6, Grade 3.
Cao Shanshan is not deaf, of course she heard the deafening sound of cheering on the playground, and she didn't know what to think.
But she knew one thing, that Ling Yun was still running!
Cao Shanshan pursed her sexy little mouth, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and a Mona Lisa's smile appeared on her beautiful face.
In the past three years, it is estimated that this is the first time that Cao Shanshan has lost her mind during class!
Class 1 of Senior Three.
What exactly did the teacher say on the podium in this class, Ning Lingyu didn't listen at all.
Her mind had already flown to the playground, she wished she could stand up and rush out now, and cheer for her brother with those lower grade students!
Naturally, Zhuang Meina also heard the loud sound of cheering on the playground. She was not stupid, and immediately judged that Ling Yun must have finished the first lap!
Before they entered the classroom, Ling Yun had already run more than half a circle. Six or seven minutes had passed, and now the playground was full of cheers. There was no doubt that Ling Yun hadn't fallen down and was still running!
Zhuang Mina's coquettish face became a little distorted because of gritting her teeth, and her face suddenly became ugly, ugly!
Xie Junyan seemed to be listening to the class seriously, but when he heard the sound of cheering, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he was satisfied with his accurate judgment.
Seven minutes later, amidst the deafening sound of cheering, Ling Yun finished the second lap in stride, and continued to run the third lap!
For the second lap, Ling Yun only took about thirteen minutes.
Although he is dizzy now, the stars are flashing in front of his eyes, and his thinking has begun to stagnate. Under the extreme exhaustion, he just moves his legs mechanically and moves forward!
"As long as you finish this lap with the same rhythm, this sour feeling will permeate your whole body!"
When everyone is extremely tired, the body will have a sore feeling of weakness, which makes people want to fall asleep uncontrollably.
But Ling Yun is using his powerful soul will, he wants to turn this sour feeling into motivation!
Body training is mind training!
Without a strong heart, how to practice Qi
"It's the third lap! The speed hasn't slowed down yet. Is this guy a human?! Where did he get so much physical strength and endurance?"
Tang Meng's gaze was fixed on the running Ling Yun, and the shock in his heart was unparalleled!
As for Cheng Zhiye, he was completely stunned. From the way it muttered to itself, it probably knew that what he said repeatedly was the word "impossible".
Another seven or eight minutes later.
The footsteps of "咚咚咚" hit everyone's hearts like drumbeats, and the sound of "huh...huh..." was getting closer and closer. Ling Yun had already run three-quarters of the third lap.
At this moment, the sore feeling that Ling Yun wanted had permeated his whole body, he was so tired that he couldn't even lift his eyelids, and he was running forward with all his willpower.
But he knew that he hadn't reached the limit yet, he was still pushing himself, forcibly speeding up.
"Accelerated again!"
"He's so strong! He's already reached his limit..." Many girls on the playground felt distressed.
"Come on, let's cheer for him!"
Sometimes, a person often only needs to pass one thing to change most people's views on him.
In Quanqingshui No. 1 Middle School, who doesn't know Ling Yun, who doesn't know Ling Yun, who hasn't ridiculed Ling Yun
But now, at least these people on the playground, their views on Ling Yun have quietly changed!
Including those students in physical education class, including those students with special sports skills, including Cheng Zhiye, including Tang Meng, and even the two physical education teachers on the playground, especially Ma Tianfeng!
"This kid..." Ma Tianfeng, who had a burly body and a sports background, put his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes, and quietly watched Ling Yun run 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 Yun accelerated and ran past Tang Meng, Tang Meng suddenly remembered Cao Shanshan's eyes and tone when she placed her bet.
"Perhaps, Cao Shanshan really made the right bet. As long as Ling Yun doesn't fall down, he might run more than five laps..."
(end of this chapter)