Learning Demon Cultivation System

Before that, Li Zheng had always been the leader of the fourth group in the 1000-meter race.

The first group is Jiang Qinghua.

The second group is a few people with 3 points and 20 or so.

The third group is a large force with 3 points 30 to 3 points 50.

The fourth group is the vulnerable group 4 minutes away.

The fifth group is the heavyweight players who hit 5 minutes, and the degenerate members who play cool.

Unexpectedly, this time, Li Zheng from the fourth group actually had a fight with Jiang Qinghua, the fourth runner-up in the school sports meeting.

Jiang Qinghua also worked hard, taking two steps and turning his head, as long as Li Zheng was still following, he would grit his teeth and maintain a high speed, giving up physical management.

For the sake of excellence, Li Zheng also worked hard, ignoring the weight of the leather shoes and the tearing of the shirt, and forced to catch up.

While exclaiming, Li Zheng didn't fall behind even after following him around.

The second lap is still the same.

On the third lap, Jiang Qinghua couldn't bear it anymore, so he slowed down a little, and Li Zheng finally slowed down accordingly, and did not run to his death.

At this point, they had already left the second group by half a circle.

When passing by the starting point, Qiao Sheng couldn't stand it anymore: "Li Zheng, pay attention to your fucking body, the heart has limits."

Li Zheng actually knew in his heart that if Jiang Qinghua didn't slow down, he would probably be scared too.

On the fourth lap, the two were still biting each other back and forth, and by the way they caught the Degenerates for a lap.

In the last lap, Jiang Qinghua's pace and breathing also became chaotic, after all, he ran too hard ahead.

Li Zheng also felt bad, mainly because the shoes were too stupid.

Both of them dragged their legs as if they were not theirs and ran hard, neither of them had the extra strength to say even half a word.

Only my heart is working hard.

Jiang Qinghua: That's it, absolutely can't lose... absolutely can't lose...

Li Zheng: The long-distance running of high school students is excellent...it's really fucking difficult...what is the standard...

The battle between men is often a simple to ridiculous obsession.

When they ran to the last corner, they even forgot what the obsession itself was, and only remembered that they had an obsession.

For obsession, they do not allow themselves to relax even for a moment.

The two who were biting to death could only hear each other's violent panting.

There is only one obsession left.

run.

Keep running.

Don't stop.

Even if you lose consciousness, even if you grin your teeth and grin your lips, even if you know you're about to fall down next step, you can't stop.

As Coach Anxi said——

Be it a dream or something else.

Once you give up, the game is over.

On the other side, the girls also hugged the basketball and strolled to the finish line ahead of schedule.

Even though Lin Yujing didn't care about this matter at all, she was still pulled here by Zhang Xiaoke.

"Wow! Even the sports master has risen!" Zhang Xiaoke stood beside the track and shouted, "Master! Sprint! Sprint! Sprint!"

"Hmm..." Lin Yujing looked at Jiang Qinghua and Li Zheng's embarrassed appearance from afar, but simply felt stupid.

Just when she was about to slip away while Zhang Xiaoke was not paying attention.

A piercing voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"Come on, Li Zheng! Come on, Zheng Zheng!"

Chapter 190 The Battle of Men

Lin Yujing stared, showing an unfriendly expression that hadn't been seen for a long time.

It's Chen Jinyu.

Lin Yujing suddenly showed a fierce look.

Before she could react, Zhang Xiaoke scolded first: "Did you call Zhengzheng!"

"You want to take care of it?" Chen Jinyu still shouted, "Come on, Zhengzheng! You will be rewarded if you win!"

"Damn!" Seeing Jiang Qinghua and Li Zheng getting closer, Zhang Xiaoke didn't care about Chen Jinyu, just cheered, "Sprint, master! Don't stop, master!"

Under the instigation of the two of them, more girls also joined the cheering team.

After all, the intensity was comparable to a school sports meeting.

Of course, the key point is that these two desperate guys are very handsome.

It is conceivable that if there were two Liu Xins, no one would pay attention even if they ran for 2 minutes.

More importantly, if you stand at the end and refuel.

There will be an illusion.

These two handsome men in a mess are trying their best to rush towards him.

That's cool.

As a result, the cheering group at the end grew stronger than ever.

"come on!"

"Li Zheng, come on!"

"Qinghua! Run, Qinghua!"

"Love Jiang Qinghua forever!"

"Master, don't stop, Master!"

"Zhengzheng! Zhengzheng!"

It's worth mentioning that Jiang Qinghua's foundation is still there, at least led by Zhang Yue, and a quarter of the girls are cheering him on.

In this messy scene.

Lin Yujing was also infected, so she tried to "come on".

But it didn't get through at all.

She could only look at the faces of the two who were struggling more and more painfully.

What on earth is the man planning... Why don't you just run...

Although intellectually, Lin Yujing thought they were shaky.

But this visual stimulus is really distressing.

I want to refuel but can't.

It's hard again.

In the blink of an eye, Li Zheng and Jiang Qinghua had already reached the final straight.

The last 50 meters.

Although I can't move, I still have to move.

Li Zheng's grim eyes shifted to Jiang Qinghua's left rear, and he finally sprinted, no need to get stuck in the inner circle.

Jiang Qinghua didn't notice this, because he only had the end in his eyes.

He didn't see any of those girls, not even Lin Yujing.

He didn't even hear the sound of cheering.

Only the end, only this time.

Must win.

Li Zheng wanted to excel in sports, so why not.

It's too hard, 3 minutes and 20 seconds is too fucking hard.

The two started the final sprint at the same time, and their faces became more and more embarrassed.

But the distance of less than one meter between the two has hardly changed.

Seeing that there are still 20 meters left and the finish line is approaching, the cheering cheers of the girls became more and more frenzied, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

Lin Yujing looked at Li Zheng, who seemed to be running out of money and was about to give up, and raised her hand in desperation.

With a blushing face, he put on the cat ear hood.

This... should be enough to cheer...

But when she mustered up the courage to look at Li Zheng again.

But Li Zheng didn't look here.

Just simply running.

Even Jiang Qinghua is the same.

"Hmm..." Lin Yujing covered her mouth in shame.

Obviously made such a heavyweight move, but was not discovered at all.

This is even more uncomfortable.

In desperation, she blushed and put down her hood again.

At this moment, she had to admit it.

This is probably... a man's battle.

More childish than imagined.

The last ten meters.

Jiang Qinghua already leaned forward with his upper body, staring at the blood red eyes and started to cross the line.

Li Zheng didn't think about posture at all, and bit like a dog for the sake of sports excellence.

5 m.

3 m.

"Ah!!!" Jiang Qinghua yelled at the last moment of crossing the line. As soon as he rushed over, he fell to the ground, covering his face and panting heavily.

He didn't see anything, and he didn't know the result, he only knew that he tried his best.