No one can be a dog licker

As the bell rang, it meant that the first place winner could start the final lap sprint, but Fang Yuan's gaze involuntarily fell on Wu Baitian beside him, his eyes full of incredible surprise.

"How is this possible? I'm still eight laps short!" Fang Yuan muttered to himself, speaking quickly and in surprise, as if even he himself couldn't accept this fact. He was still eight laps short, and Wu Baitian was even one lap short of him.

He quickly adjusted his breathing, trying to calm his inner turmoil, but he could not hide the shock in his eyes.

Although Fang Yuan's mind was churning with thoughts, his hands moved quickly and he swallowed the blood pill without hesitation, feeling the power surging in his body.

"Let's fight!" Fang Yuan growled in his heart, and pushed the ground hard with his feet, rushing out at high speed like an arrow.

At the same time, Wu Baitian just curled up a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth, silently calculating in his heart, how many times should he surpass this conceited beast?

Wu Baitian's body was like a cheetah that had been accumulating strength for a long time, his muscles were taut, and every inch of his skin contained the power that was about to explode.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Wu Baitian's figure, accompanied by the sound of the violent wind, instantly surpassed Fang Yuan by half a circle.

Fang Yuan looked at Wu Baitian's back with a bit of anger and unwillingness, but at this speed, he couldn't even catch up for one lap!

"Fuck! Wu is flying during the day!" Zhang Wei felt the sound of the wind passing by and almost wanted to give up.

Xu Mumu brushed the hair on her forehead with her hand, full of confusion and anger: "What kind of monster is this?"

Six minutes may pass in a flash for ordinary people, but for Wu Baitian, it is the limit time for her to go all out to ignite her blood and blood.

During these six minutes, her speed was comparable to that of a mid-level first-grade warrior.

Teacher Wang stood up from his seat, his eyes wide open, an expression of disbelief on his face.

It was as if I had seen an incredible miracle.

"This! This is too scary! This speed is already the speed of a first-class warrior!"

She couldn't help but let out an exclamation, her voice full of shock and surprise.

Zhao Pan was also shocked by Wu Baitian's terrifying speed increase, but he still pretended to be calm and said proudly:

"For a quasi-warrior to attack a warrior, the basic data requirements are a Qi and blood value of 180 kcal and a strength of more than 1000 kg. Her leg strength is not much different."

However, Teacher Wang at the side didn't think so. Looking at Zhao Pan's expression, she knew that Zhao Pan's thinking mode had not completely changed from the liberal arts class, and couldn't help but say, "It's far worse!"

Then, she began to explain in detail: "Strength can indeed be trained and increased through taking drugs, eating animal meat, etc., but Qi and blood are not so easy to improve.

Moreover, once you become an entry-level warrior, do you really think your strength is only 1000kg? Data is for intuitive judgment, but warriors or prospective warriors cannot use data to make decisions completely. "

"Is the gap really that big?" Zhao Pan did all he could about the martial arts college entrance examination class during the holidays, but he did not delve into how big the difference is between a warrior and an ordinary person after becoming a warrior.

Although he had an estimate in mind, exact data was difficult to obtain.

He did not think that it would be easy for a high school student to become a warrior. Even if there were such examples, they would probably be extremely rare, perhaps only one in a hundred thousand.

He thought about the few warriors he had met, and it was still difficult to evaluate anything: "There are also differences between warriors. I don't think Teacher Yao and the others are that strong..."

Teacher Wang glanced at Zhao Pan in surprise and continued to explain:

"The gap between ordinary people and warriors is not only reflected in strength, but also in speed, reaction, endurance and so on. Once a warrior enters the realm of martial arts, his body will undergo a qualitative change, also known as metamorphosis.

Teacher Yao may not look strong, but he can hit you like 10 with one punch, right? "

“……”How come he suddenly became a unit of measurement?

Wu Baitian's sudden acceleration was like a bomb that left her classmates at a loss. This was the third time she had disrupted the rhythm of other students.

Liu Ruiyang was caught off guard by this sudden change and almost fell to the ground. His originally steady pace suddenly became disordered, his heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and his breathing became rapid.

He couldn't help but curse inwardly: "Why did this guy suddenly speed up again?"

Other students also felt the pressure. They began to question their own abilities and were filled with anxiety and fear.

They realized that this game was far from as easy as they had imagined. They had to face not only physical challenges but also psychological tests.

But they are just a group of 16/7 year old teenagers!

Teacher Wang stood aside, paying attention to Wu Baitian's speed, then seeing the performance of other students, and finally sighed helplessly.

Teacher Wang knew very well that these students’ psychological qualities were still too weak and they simply could not withstand such continuous emergencies.

They are always in a passive state, completely led by the pace of others. The result? Not only do they lose speed, but they also tire themselves out.

However, Wu Baitian didn't care about that. In addition to wanting to frustrate Fang Yuan, she also wanted to shock others with her own strength.

The path of martial arts is to constantly challenge your own limits.

Both mental fortitude and physical toughness are indispensable wings that lead warriors to soar into the sky.

As for those students whose rhythm is easily disrupted by the outside world, if they can learn to adjust themselves as early as possible and keep their own pace from being easily influenced by others, this is actually a kind of growth and is not a bad thing.

Can't adjust? Can't learn? Then eliminate them!

Zhao Pan looked at the real-time news from other races and shook his head. The number of laps of Zhang Wei and Ai Nana, who were at the last place, had even ranked 17th and 18th.

Finally, Bu Heiye finished running 100 laps and lay heavily on the playground, breathing heavily.

Looking at Wu Baitian with a buzz cut flying on the runway, Bu Heiye's eyes flashed with pride and admiration. She struggled to sit up and cheered for her best friend.

However, her body's limit made her only able to hold herself up, and then she was hit by a strong feeling of dizziness. Bu Heiye had no choice but to stick out her tongue, roll her eyes, and lie back weakly.

Seeing this, Zhao Pan quickly walked to Bu Heiye, stretched out his hand and pulled him up: "Heiye, don't lie down so quickly. This is not good for your health. Come, walk around and let your body recover slowly."

"Ah~ I'm so tired~~"