In the afternoon, when the first 100-kilometer boys were about to start, Jiang Xinyue found the snow-white and slender Chu Feng who was visualizing.

She is really helpless, is she really good-looking?

Then when I get home, I wear short skirts and shorts, so I must let him see enough.

Three centimeters close.

Jiang Xinyue forced Chu Feng back to Class A area.

He also began to tell Chu Feng about the tactics and running escorts of running 100 kilometers.

One hundred kilometers is not an easy task for them who are not formal warriors, and it also tests physical strength and endurance.

Therefore, you must allocate your physical strength reasonably and maintain your own rhythm.

If there is no rhythm or run with a fast pace, the end result will be to fall to the ground with force.

Chu Feng really doesn't know much about this, and he has absolute confidence in his strength.

With the natural breathing method, his physical strength recovers very quickly and his endurance is super strong.

There is no need to worry about rhythm or not.

It's over.

At this time, Yang Wei, the 'photo man', licked his pussy face and talked hard, "Student Jiang, if the rhythm is caused by someone, will the consequences be serious?"

When Jiang Xinyue heard this, she glanced at Yang Wei, frowned slightly, and ignored her.

Who are you? Are we familiar with each other?

The atmosphere was instantly cold.

On the side, sports committee member Wang Qiang quickly spoke, cushioning, "Well, it will be very troublesome, there may be a skewer. Ten kilometers are fine. If it is one hundred kilometers, it may cause damage to the body after being forced to hold on."

"So, don't be led to the rhythm."

"By the way, and you must not be the first to be the Wind Breaking Hand."

Yang Wei's face was stiff and ugly, and he was barking in his heart.

Stinky bitch, wait for me, sooner or later...

The athletes entered the field.

It attracted almost the attention of the audience, including school leaders and foreign 'VIPs'.

One hundred kilometers is one of the most important projects and has attracted much attention.

"Come on!" Jiang Xinyue finally exclaimed.

Chu Feng leaned over and whispered in Jiang Xinyue's ear: "Is there any reward for winning the championship?"

"Yes! Please give me a dad." Jiang Xinyue glared at Chu Feng.

I also want to reward you. I have recorded all your actions today in a small notebook, and I have to settle the accounts after the autumn.

"You are so perverted. You actually eat daddy. I will never kiss you again in the future."

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he flashed and fled.

Jiang Xinyue was furious and activated the dead fisheye skill.

"Chu Feng!"

On the runway, someone suddenly called him.

Chu Feng looked over and saw an acquaintance, who was a sports committee member of the previous class, a sexy young man with a back and a bear-back.

Although he is only thirteen years old, he is 183 years old and five centimeters taller than Chu Feng.

Fortunately, it's just high, not long.

"You have also signed up for 100 kilometers? The boss is asking for guidance."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

Chu Feng agreed with a smile.

"Everyone is ready!"

The referee spoke out, and everyone suddenly became quiet and nervously waited for the gun to fire.

"Everyone is here, prepare!"

"Bang!"

"Come on, come on, come on..."

The moment the call gun rang out, the sound of cheering around the sports field was deafening and the sound was rolling.

Chu Feng reacted the fastest and rushed out the first one.

Then, accelerate, accelerate, accelerate......

When he rushed through the first kilometer speed test, his speed was 22 meters per second.

It is equivalent to a speed of 79.2 km/h.

And this is far from Chu Feng’s extreme speed.

He has not yet used the perfect body technique.

Once the body movement is opened, the speed will double.

Even so, there was no one within a hundred meters behind him and he ran out of the vacuum area.

This scene made everyone present dumbfounded.

This is a long-distance race of 100 kilometers, not a thousand meters.

Your running results have exceeded the record of 1,000 meters.

Is there anyone who is like this?

Where is the rhythm?

Are you playing randomly?

Is the rhythm shit?

Jiang Xinyue, who wanted to lead the way in the inner circle, stomped her feet angrily and shouted loudly: "Chu Feng, you're crazy."

The students watched the excitement, and the school leaders saw the way.

The director of the teaching director Li Qiang said, "This student has at least eight qi and blood value, and he is a good seedling."

Vice Principal Sun Lei narrowed his eyes and said excitedly: "No, there are more than eight. He has not used any body skills. If there are no special circumstances, there are at least nine."

"What? A quasi-warrior in the first grade of junior high school?" The director of the teaching was eating a pound.

"Well, you'll know after a while. If you take special medicine, there will be adverse reactions." Vice Principal Sun Lei kept staring at Chu Feng, looking forward to it.

If the school really produces a quasi-warrior in the first year of junior high school, train it well, and there is hope of breaking through to the warriors by the third year of junior high school.

It is an extremely great thing for both the school and him.

Maybe he can go one step further.

Can't keep up, can't keep up at all.

Yang Wei has already used his fastest rhythm. No matter how fast he is, the rhythm will be messy.

At this moment, his heart was in a mess and unbelievable.

Why? Why? Why?

I don't accept it!

Yang Wei gritted his teeth and swallowed the things hidden in his mouth.

The champion will only belong to me.

Then, the speed soared a lot.

Seeing this, others accelerated.

One circle, five circles, ten circles.........

It's messy, it's messy, the rhythm is completely messy.

Chu Feng did not accelerate anymore, his current speed is enough for others to catch up.

Just chase after you, and you don’t say anything.

Even if he didn't accelerate, his distance from others was gradually increasing.

"Come on, Brother Feng, you will be able to complete the ferrule soon."

"I'm going to be placing it in just ten kilometers. Wouldn't I have to be placing it in seven or eight laps after the competition?"

"Brother Feng wants to break the record."

On the runway, Yang Wei felt that he was about to die.

My chest seemed to explode, and my face was like purple potato.

The thoughts of "No, no, no, no, no," came out in my mind.

My legs seemed to be filled with lead, getting heavier and he couldn't lift it anymore.

He has reached his limit.

Moreover, adverse reactions to the drug also occur.

"No, I want to surpass Chu Feng, I am the champion."

Yang Wei was roaring, screaming, and barking in his heart.

Just then.

"Yang Wei, you can't do it."

A familiar voice sounded, and then a figure easily passed from his side.

Chu Feng?

How could he be behind him?

Suddenly, a terrifying shout erupted around, "Cross, Cross, Cross......"

Round ferrule?

Yang Wei immediately reacted.

He was actually trapped by Chu Feng?

This is impossible.

I don't accept it.

Then, Yang Wei didn't breathe and fainted on the ground.

The first one was knocked out.

Moreover, he is also the "big boss" of Class A.

The medical staff quickly came on the stage and carried Yang Wei from "Yang Wei" away on a stretcher.

On the rostrum.

Vice Principal Sun Lei's eyes were always locked in Chu Feng. Although he seemed calm on the surface, he was very excited inside.

He was already sure that the qi and blood value of this first-year junior high school student was definitely above nine, and it was more than nine:12.

Because, his endurance is too strong.

From the beginning to now, I have been very relaxed.

It shows that there is still plenty of effort.

Vice President Sun Lei has made up his mind secretly that this is a god-given opportunity and must be firmly grasped.

Scholarships must be arranged.

There are also tonics, martial arts, and martial arts instructors......

The result was no surprise.

Chu Feng won the championship.

Blow up everyone else.

I took a full ten rounds.

As soon as Chu Feng stopped, Jiang Xinyue handed over the unscrewed mineral water.

I don't know if it's imported water.

He was so stuffy in one breath.

"bite!"

[Task completion: Get reward secret skill - Dari Fission. 】

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