I can transfer damage

The two had only just started their race, and the distance they covered on the treadmill was only about 300 meters. Their speed was not very fast, but because of the incline, it was quite strenuous to run.

Judging from his appearance alone, Lu Ziye looked disheveled.

After all, he was panting heavily and his whole body was covered in sweat.

On the contrary, Zhang Jun's expression was normal, his breathing was rhythmic, and he didn't sweat much.

In the eyes of others, wouldn't this scene clearly show the difference in quality?

"Damn, this fat guy doesn't look like he's ever trained. Even if he's on the track and field team, Zhang Junbi is a bit too confident!"

"Yes, yes, his physical condition is too poor, no, it's more like he's too weak!"

"What's the point of competing? He probably won't even finish the first three minutes!"

Everyone here is an athlete, so they could tell at a glance that Lu Ziye was at a disadvantage.

Xu Enhui also frowned; Lu Ziye's health was worse than she had imagined.

but……

Being able to sweat is actually a good thing, because it means you're losing weight quickly.

but……

He was somewhat disappointed. He had thought that Lu Ziye could teach Zhang Jun a lesson, but now it seemed that Lu Ziye was going to lose face.

She shook her head, but then inadvertently saw Xiao Chengfeng beside her.

But he remained completely calm, seemingly oblivious to Lu Ziye's disheveled state, and even...

Xu Enhui seemed to see a hint of confidence on his face?

Does Xiao Chengfeng still believe Lu Ziye will win?

No way!

Xu Enhui was already somewhat confused, because she really couldn't see any chance that Lu Ziye could win.

only……

This suspicion persisted for almost a minute, and some people's expressions became increasingly strange.

"Wow, this guy... he's been running like this, drenched in sweat and panting, for almost a minute?"

"Damn, I always thought this guy was about to die, but..."

"What kind of stamina is that? It's a bit scary!"

"Zhang Jun isn't as relaxed as he was at the beginning!"

Yes, just a minute ago, Lu Ziye was sweating profusely and panting heavily, but now he was completely soaked, his white tank top completely drenched, with beads of sweat turning into water droplets and dripping onto the treadmill.

During this time, he was still panting heavily and his face was flushed.

As for Zhang Jun, his face had turned red at this moment. Although his breathing was still rhythmic, it was obvious that his breathing was a little more rapid than at the beginning.

……

[Ding! Congratulations to the player for transferring damage! Reward: Strength +1!]

nice one!

With his improved physique and strength, Lu Ziye believed that he would be able to stop a speeding Yun bus sooner or later.

Yes, sooner or later!

He glanced at Zhang Jun, thinking to himself, "You're racing me now? In a minute..."

I need to show off my skills on your project.

Hmm, if Zhang Jun were to lift a 200-kilogram barbell with one hand in a moment, would his Dao heart shatter?

However, this was his own doing, and Lu Ziye would not pity this "delicate flower".

at last……

The first three minutes are up, the speed changes, and the slope increases!

This meant the difficulty of the run would increase exponentially, and sure enough...

Zhang Jun's breathing immediately became more rapid than before, and even the rhythm changed. Sweat was already flowing down his temples, into his neck, and soaking his collar.

As for Lu Ziye standing to the side...

Well, he was still panting heavily, his face flushed, and sweating profusely!

[WARNING! Your heart is being damaged!]

[Warning! Warning! Your lungs are being damaged!]

[WARNING! Your leg is in injury!]

……

Transfer!

[Ding! Congratulations to the player for transferring damage! Reward: 1 centimeter! (Note: Players can add/subtract 1 centimeter from any part of their character!)]

Wow, this is good stuff!

This stuff is similar to the previous three kilograms of meat, but...

The effect is much better than the previous three kilograms of meat.

after all……

That one centimeter could make him 1.96 meters tall, or it could make him 1.94 meters tall, but...

Lu Ziye would never add that precious centimeter to his height, after all... wouldn't that be a complete waste?

As for where to add it...

Isn't that common knowledge?

Zhang Jun was indeed a "delicate flower." Lu Ziye thought to himself that he should hold back a little in the future, lest he accidentally make this "delicate flower" cry because of his bravery.

"Now, I'm starting to believe it!"

Xu Enhui suddenly said.

Xiao Chengfeng, standing beside her, looked at her and smiled, saying, "I said before that Lu Ziye will soon become a rising star in our sports bureau, and... I reckon it won't be long before the national team sends people, especially... once he successfully loses weight, I'm afraid..."

It can be said that not only Wang Jianguo and Feng Jianming are waiting for Lu Ziye to successfully lose weight, but he is also waiting for Lu Ziye to successfully lose weight.

Xu Enhui raised an eyebrow. Is Lu Ziye really that terrifying?

Is it scary?

It's really terrifying!

Whoosh whoosh!

Zhang Jun was panting heavily; his rhythm was already a bit off. If it weren't for his strong cardiopulmonary function, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on by now.

But in reality, his legs were already feeling weak.

But these are secondary, because he had been paying attention to Lu Ziye from the very beginning.

Seeing that Lu Ziye was panting heavily and even drenched in sweat after running for only a short while, Zhang Jun felt that initiating this competition was a complete lapse of judgment.

Competing with someone like that and then spreading the word would only ruin your reputation, wouldn't it?

and so……

He was waiting for Lu Ziye to admit defeat.

But instead of admitting defeat, he was met with an even more difficult challenge. Most importantly, he could only watch helplessly as Lu Ziye continued to run, panting heavily.

What's the difference between this and a monster that shows its killing edge but can't be cut off?

Are you kidding me?

Zhang Jun gritted his teeth, thinking to himself, "When things get tougher, I don't believe you can keep going."

Now that the difficulty level has finally increased, Zhang Jun is running with great difficulty and is even starting to feel short of breath. His legs are not only weak, but also feel somewhat heavy.

He knew that this was because his physical strength was starting to wane.

He was, after all, a weightlifter.

And then look at Lu Ziye!

Good heavens, he was still flushed, sweating profusely, and panting heavily.

even……

After noticing him looking over, she returned a genuine smile that revealed her bright white teeth.

Nima!

Is this guy really that hard to kill?

I must persevere! I can't lose to a fat guy!

only……

In the eyes of onlookers, Zhang Jun was now in a more disheveled state. He was clearly exhausted and even began to struggle to keep up with the treadmill.

Anyone with eyes can see that Zhang Jun is now relying on willpower to stay afloat.

"Wow, this fat guy's got guts!"

"It's so damn deceptive, how can he keep going for so long?"

"Has he trained before?"

"We're done for, Zhang Jun's about to die!"

"Holy crap, that fat guy really won?"

Amidst gasps of surprise, a disheveled Zhang Jun struggled to raise his hand and quickly pressed the pause button, signifying that the private match he had mentioned had ended in defeat!