Chapter 310 Twenty-nine minutes!
"Vice Captain Ren, come on! Overtake that guy in front of you!"

"Yes! The gap is getting farther and farther! How fast can this guy run? Why can't any deputy team catch up with him?"

Listening to the shouts from the players outside the game, it would be a lie to say that it doesn't affect him.

Wang Chen's arrogant expression before the game appeared in his mind, and he suddenly became furious.

He tried his best to increase his speed and chased after the already adult figure.

Wang Chen was completely unaware of what was happening behind him and continued to run at his own pace.

At the same time, the more I run, the more relaxed I become, especially my legs. Every time I take a step, the ground will transmit more force to me.

The more I ran, the more powerful I felt, and I couldn't help but start to accelerate slowly.

"It seems like the legs have fully recovered and are stronger than before."

Wang Chen felt his thighs and couldn't help but think about it.

Unless Wang Chen can slow down, he can maintain this speed.

Sure enough, the explosion was too violent at the beginning, which led to the rapid decline in physical fitness now.

Wang Chen noticed that Team Yan was looking at him, nodded to him, and then accelerated to pass everyone.

Seeing Wang Chen chasing after him from behind, Team Yan's eyes showed surprise.

It is now the end of the third lap, and there are only two laps left to complete the ten kilometers.

"Do you feel that the speed is a bit slow, are you planning to finally sprint?"

The lieutenant, who was about six hundred meters behind Wang Chen, was a little anxious. The more he tried to catch up with Wang Chen, he found that he couldn't catch up at all.

Wang Chen's figure was still running in front, showing no intention of slowing down. On the contrary, he was still accelerating. ,
After finishing the fourth lap and preparing to run the final fifth lap, they happened to encounter Team Yan's large force.

At this time, we were still more than 600 meters away from Wang Chen. How could we pursue him?

It was messed up, and my breathing was completely messed up.

"If I keep crossing the line at this sprint speed, I might be able to enter the top ten and score some personal points."

Basically, most of the people were surpassed by Wang Chen by a full circle. When Wang Chen crossed the finish line, several referees responsible for timing on the side let out exclamations.

Team Yan didn't think much, he just looked ahead and took steps.

Didn't you see Wang Chen running at the front when you first started running? Why are you appearing behind them now?

Now it would be good to be able to maintain this speed and run the remaining four kilometers, let alone chase Wang Chen.

Rushing all the way forward.

"No? He's speeding up again? Why can't I catch up with him!"

But his body couldn't bear it anymore. A series of accelerations made his breathing quick and short, and the air he inhaled seemed to be roasted by flames.

If it weren't for a game, he would have wanted to open the system directly and check his current attribute bar to see what changes there were.

Their team was basically still running in formation. It seemed that they felt that if they couldn't get into the top ten in this subject, they would simply fail.

"Twenty-nine minutes and two seconds!!!"

"The first place result is out! Twenty-nine minutes and two seconds!"

This result was immediately transmitted through the intercom to the ears of the players outside who had finished the first batch.

"What the hell? Did you miss one lap? How could a normal person run ten kilometers in only twenty-nine minutes with a weight of more than fifty kilograms???"

"There's a problem! The fastest record in the history of the People's Liberation Army is just over 29 minutes and 40 seconds, right? Where did this weirdo come from???"

"Looking at his armband, he looks like he belongs to Donghai Feilong."

"East China Sea Flying Dragon? From the 73rd Army Group? It's really strange. They weren't always ranked in the middle or lower half of the rankings in previous years. Why did a ruthless person appear this year?"

Listening to the people around them talking about the East China Sea Feilong, everyone in the team felt so happy that their mouths almost broke out in laughter.

"Lao Wang is awesome! Hahahahahaha! This feeling is so good!"

"Ten kilometers and twenty-nine minutes, isn't this flying? Team Wang is really awesome."

Wang Chen got off the playing field, took a few sips of water, and soon walked into the rest area as if nothing had happened. Everyone around him immediately stared at Wang Chen, eager to see what kind of species he was.

"Wang Chen, come here for a moment. I want to check your running recorder."

A captain from the referee team came over and invited Wang Chen to sit next to several referees responsible for timing.

Obviously, this result was a bit difficult for them to accept.

You need to check the running recorder in Wang Chen's backpack to see if he has completed five laps or if he did not take shortcuts.

"No problem, just take a look."

Wang Chen handed over a backpack weighing more than 40 kilograms with one hand. The captain was stunned for a moment, subconsciously caught the backpack with one hand, and accidentally dropped the backpack to the ground.

"I almost forgot that it weighs more than forty pounds, but isn't this too easy?"

He couldn't help but think about it and took out the running recorder from his backpack.

After several referees took turns to check, they found that Wang Chen had indeed run ten kilometers, and there was no problem with this.

"No problem, the results are true!"

The referee once again announced Wang Chen's score.

It was only then that the second lieutenant from Xuefeng finished running.

"Thirty-four minutes and three seconds."

After the referee reported the results, the lieutenant no longer knew what to say.

He should have scored thirty-three minutes, but in order to chase Wang Chen, his rhythm was completely messed up, and he was almost caught up by the people behind him.

I'm afraid I won't even get a bronze medal for third place now...

"He...how many seconds did he run?"

The lieutenant gasped and asked, pointing at Wang Chen in the distance.

"Twenty-nine minutes and two seconds."

The referee glanced at him.

"Twenty-nine minutes!"

The lieutenant's pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body froze in place as if struck by lightning.

"Are they really human..."

The lieutenant walked out of the competition venue in a daze, with decadence written all over his face.

"In your case, we need to report it to the higher authorities."

"Because according to the rules of our competition, if you break the record in a single subject, your final points will be doubled."

"For example, if you run a ten-kilometer race, ten points will be added to the championship. But because you broke the record, twenty points will be added."

The referee in charge of this subject found Wang Chen and explained it to him in detail.

"Eh? Twenty points!"

Wang Chen was slightly surprised.

Doesn’t that mean that if I work harder to break records in a few subjects, the individual championship will be within my reach?

Thinking of this, Wang Chen was suddenly filled with passion.

He thanked the referee several times.

"Wang Chen...you run pretty fast...you should be able to make it into the top ten, right?"

Yan Dui asked, bending over and panting heavily after running ten kilometers.

He saw Wang Chen standing in front of the finish line like a perfectly fine person and thought it had been a long time since he finished the race.

(End of this chapter)

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