There is no guarantee for the lottery? So what?

Ten minutes later.

They stood in formation downstairs, men on the left and women on the right, short in the front and tall in the back.

Zhang Qilong said:

"Okay, from now on, maintain this formation before class. Now, everyone, run freely to the playground and gather at the white soccer goal."

He blew the whistle hanging around his neck twice:

"Attention, everyone! At ease! Stand at attention! Run! Go!"

The loose formation instantly saw several people sprint forward, while the rest scattered in moments.

"There's no need to be so desperate for a free run."

Qi Jing ran leisurely beside Tan Zuoyin.

"Actually, I can get there in less than ten seconds. Do you want me to carry you over? It'll be so fast that no one will see us."

Tan Zuoyin rolled her eyes at him:

"No need to trouble you. If you have the energy, go challenge the instructor and see who's faster."

To avoid disrupting her breathing rhythm while running, she used telepathy to speak to Qi Jing.

"Then never mind. I need to keep a low profile."

Tan Zuoyin really wanted to kick him; he was only good with words.

"Speaking of which, this instructor seems pretty fierce. It looks like we're going to be tortured terribly."

"It's *we* who will be miserable, not you."

Tan Zuoyin felt like he was showing off.

"We could train for three lifetimes and still not reach your freakish physical level."

Qi Jing was so grateful that heaven allowed him to draw the Mutant Spider, saving him from the torment of physical training.

They chatted as they ran to their destination.

Zhang Qilong had arrived there early.

"Attention, everyone! At ease! Stand at attention! Right dress!"

Taking small steps, the formation slowly became square.

"Today, we won't do anything else but run. Run around this track, run with all your might, until you collapse!"

"Ah? × n"

The students wailed at this crazy plan.

Especially those who had sprinted over just now; they already felt dizzy upon hearing this.

Why didn't you say so earlier!

"Ready, run!"

The first row of students took slow, unwilling steps forward.

The people behind also followed slowly.

Seeing this, Zhang Qilong couldn't help but laugh:

"Run faster! You're as slow as snails.

One-two-one, one-two-one."

To the rhythm of the instructor's one-two-one, the students gradually picked up speed.

As they ran, some people quietly fell behind.

But there were also people with good physiques who ran in the front without blushing or panting, though they also felt slightly tired.

Eventually, they all scattered.

Only Qi Jing mingled among them, accompanying Tan Zuoyin on a slow jog like a reporter.

To train the students' bodies, the academy built this playground extremely large, with a perimeter of three thousand meters.

Actually, the length of the track wasn't a big deal; there was no requirement to run a certain number of meters.

It was just that Instructor Zhang would occasionally run up to those who were secretly walking and urge them on.

If anyone secretly used their abilities, he would suddenly appear and stop them.

The students were going crazy.

They weren't the only ones running here; there were also people from other classes. They couldn't figure out how Instructor Zhang could find them so accurately.

Could his ability be photographic memory?

Under Instructor Zhang's urging, most of their classmates had collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.

Not only their class, but most of the people on the playground were lying on the ground groaning.

Qi Jing finally understood what the military training uniforms they were carrying were for: to be dirt-resistant.

It was just that they hadn't had time to put them on, so besides the track, the entire playground was covered in patches of colorful human maggots wriggling on the ground.

Tan Zuoyin's physique was not bad; she could barely hold on.

And Qi Jing was still cheering her on like nothing was wrong.

Just as Tan Zuoyin was about to give out, Instructor Zhang came to their side.

"Keep going, don't stop, run two more steps, you can do it, one-two-one, one-two-one."

Oh my god, when did he get here? I didn't even notice.

Qi Jing quickly pretended to be very tired, sticking out his tongue and panting.

"You're not being honest, young man. I've been watching you for a while. With your body, you wouldn't be panting like this at all."

Although he had been seen through, Qi Jing still tried to salvage the situation:

"Instructor, I, actually, was very tired just now. I, was forcing myself. Look, I can't even, speak, properly."

Hearing Qi Jing being caught and still trying to deceive the instructor while panting, Tan Zuoyin bent over with laughter, but this laughter made her unable to stand up completely.

She lay on the ground and continued to watch the show.

Qi Jing and Zhang Qilong also stopped.

"No need to pretend. Can't I see? Your body is much, much better than others. I'll allow you to skip the physical training."

Hearing that he hadn't gotten away with it, Qi Jing had already prepared to be punished, but he didn't expect the instructor not to care that he was pretending to be tired. Instead, he allowed him to skip it. Qi Jing immediately felt a divine light emanating from behind Zhang Qilong.

"Thank you, Instructor. You're an angel, no, you're a great person, a great, great instructor."

Zhang Qilong smiled:

"You don't have to come running anymore, but you still have to learn static walking and cross-country with me.

My class is two hours every day, the first hour is for physical training, and the second hour is for teaching you various techniques.

You can come for the second half."

Ah, so it's not a direct skip. Okay, sleeping an extra hour is still an hour.

Qi Jing was still very content.

"Thank you, Instructor."

"We'll gather back at the soccer goal later. I'll go first."

"Goodbye, Instructor!"

After seeing the instructor off, Qi Jing took out a bottle of "Pulse Beat Water" from his space.

He leaned down and squatted next to Tan Zuoyin:

"Can you still hold the water? Do you want me to feed you?"

Tan Zuoyin took the water and said, "So many people are watching. I'll do it myself."

Gulp, gulp, she drank more than half the bottle before putting it down.

"Ha~ I'm alive again."

"This water is very effective. You'll have energy in less than two minutes."

Hearing that the water took effect so quickly, Tan Zuoyin quickly looked around:

"Look, Instructor Zhang is still urging that big guy over there. I can't recover too early, or he might pull me back to run."

It's better to be safe than sorry.

Tan Zuoyin hunched her back, pulled down her face, and turned her recently revitalized eyes back into dead fish eyes.

Now it was Qi Jing's turn to laugh: "You're pretending even better than me."

Tan Zuoyin kicked him:

"Move away, be careful the instructor pays attention to me again."

Is Instructor Zhang that scary? I think he's quite friendly.

Although Qi Jing didn't understand, he still walked to the side and took out his camera to take pictures of Tan Zuoyin out of boredom.

If the other students knew Qi Jing's thoughts, they would definitely say to him:

"Of course you think he's friendly, he exempted you from half the class! But have you ever tried having him float behind you like a grim reaper when you have no strength at all, shouting one-two-one, one-two-one, and insisting on making people collapse before stopping? Is that something a human can do!"