They all shouted, not giving Zhou Ling a chance to regret.

It's just that they don't know that it's not Zhou Ling who should regret it, it's them...

He had just tripled his physical fitness, and he was about to give it a try.

As a result, these stunned youths had to hit the muzzle of the gun, so don't blame him for using them as whetstones!

"A five-kilometer run, is there a touch?"

Yu Le defiantly provoked.

"Although you are not my opponent, I will still give you a chance to feel despair."

Zhou Ling shrugged and responded indifferently.

This gesture made Yu Le's teeth itch with hatred, and he made up his mind that he must make this kid completely ashamed!

Soon, the runway was cleared.

Such a big battle naturally attracted more people's attention.

More and more people gathered around to watch the fun, causing the stadium to be crowded.

Many people who don't know why are melon eaters looking around and asking.

"Dude, what happened? Is this a multiplayer exercise?"

A man with glasses asked the man with long hair next to him.

"I don't know, it seems that there is a stupefied young man who wants to crush Yule in long-distance running!"

The long-haired man touched his greasy hair, put his fingers in front of him and smelled it, and said.

"Really? Everyone in our school knows that Yu Le is the [-]-meter long-distance running champion in the National University Games. Isn't it courting death to challenge him?"

The man with glasses was stunned, his black-rimmed glasses almost slipped off the bridge of his nose.

"People just want to find death, what can I do? Look at it!"

The long-haired man shrugged and said with schadenfreude.

Ninety-nine percent of people with such thoughts are like them.

When he learned that someone challenged Yu Le's [-]-meter run, he dismissed it and even laughed on the spot.

Who in Yuecheng University does not know that he is the king of long-distance running?

Dare to challenge him?

Hard enough!

So, they all craned their necks to see how Yu Le played with each other!

The girls who supported Zhou Ling were very anxious, but they were helpless.

This handsome guy is very charming, but in terms of sports, where is Yu Le's opponent?

His defeat was already doomed!

Coming to the track, Yu Le started to warm up very professionally, and then set up the starting position.

On the other hand, Zhou Ling stood there foolishly, motionless, like a piece of wood, instantly attracting countless ridicules.

"Hahaha, do you understand? You don't even understand the starting position?"

"I just said he was here for fun!"

"Don't worry, let's spray him to death when he loses!"

Everyone burst into laughter, completely treating Zhou Ling as a monkey.

Soon, the referee gave an order and the game began!

Yu Le really rushed out with a very professional attitude.

Long-distance running is about endurance and strategy.

Generally speaking, try to occupy a favorable position at the beginning, and slowly overtake the person in front in the middle.

After [-] meters or so, adjust your breathing, accelerate the sprint, and win the championship in one fell swoop!

This is also Yu Le's strategy, which has been tried and tested.

But when he had run around for a while, he realized that Zhou Ling was still there, motionless!

"What are you doing? Are you afraid that you can't afford to lose and just surrender?"

Yu Le said loudly.

That's too much of a win, isn't it?

Zhou Ling just glanced at him lightly and said, "I'll give you five laps, hurry up and run!"

In a word, the audience was shocked.

Make five laps first?

One circle of the playground runway is 400 meters, and five kilometers is twelve and a half circles.

Let's give five laps first, which means, let's give two kilometers first?

This made everyone dumbfounded. Zhou Ling's arrogance was beyond everyone's expectations. They had never seen such a comparison.

Does he want to let the two thousand meters win first?

But how is this possible?

In professional competition, one second less is fatal, let alone two thousand meters first?

Moreover, his attitude of underestimating the enemy angered all the college students!

"Crazy enough, doesn't he know how to write dead words?"

"I see, he understands that he can't win at all, so he uses this method to save himself some face!"

"Having said that, it's too irritating, I'm the first one who can't bear this violent temper!"

Everyone denounced Zhou Linglai, as if they wanted to tear him apart.

In front of so many Yuecheng University students who dare to be so mad, he is the first.

If it weren't for the inappropriate timing, I'm afraid some people couldn't help but do it.

On the contrary, the female college students next to Zhou Ling were completely fascinated by his confident and domineering attitude.

As expected of a handsome brother, even if he looks handsome, he is still so domineering!

It's a pity that there is only one such outstanding person, how can there be enough points for so many girls?

Alas, what anguish!

And Yu Le's face is about to turn black. He is also a Universiade champion after all, and with his halo, anyone who sees it will be afraid.

It's okay if this kid doesn't give face, and he still looks down on others. Isn't this a deliberate humiliation?

"Okay, I'll let you know what strength is!"

Yu Le gritted his teeth and ran with all his strength, showing the quality of a professional athlete.

Soon, he ran four laps!

However, Zhou Ling was still indifferent and had no plans to leave.

This made everyone very puzzled. Are you still not ready at this time?Are you really planning to surrender?

When Yu Le passed him, he slowed down a little and sneered: "Why don't you run? Are you afraid?"

Hearing his provocation, Zhou Ling also smiled and greeted him with concern: "How is it, is it alright? Do you want to rest for a while? I can wait for you."

boom!

As soon as this sentence came out, the whole audience exploded!

Is this kid going to be so crazy?

At this time, he still said to wait for Yule to rest first?Does he know Yu Le's strength?

Or, is he just here for fun?

"Nima, are you deliberately humiliating people? It's shameless to take advantage of language when you know you're going to lose!"

"There's something in this guy, but what good does it do for him to deliberately provoke us?"

"What else? I just want to use this method to save my last face. I've seen this trick a lot!"

Everyone quarreled, and they all felt that they had seen through Zhou Ling's strategy.

After being harassed by him like this, even if Yu Le won, it wasn't happy enough.

Hearing the discussion among the people around, the girls also suddenly realized, and immediately became happy.

It turns out that the male god is playing tricks. Although he loses, the opponent won't be happy even if he wins.

So what about losing and winning?

As expected of a male god, he thought of the perfect way to escape from the very beginning!

The pair of beautiful eyes flashed with the light of worship, and the depths of the eyes were full of his figure.

"Fart, surrender quickly, don't waste Lao Tzu's time!"

Yu Le can't wait to tear this kid apart, even if he doesn't have the strength, it's really annoying that he has such sharp teeth and sharp mouth.

Hearing this, Zhou Ling stretched and laughed: "Then next... feel the despair!"

As he said that, he suddenly kicked his right foot hard, and the whole person swooped out like an arrow from a string!

His speed was so fast that it was difficult to see the movements clearly, and he could only barely see a black shadow flashing past.

At this time, he had already run two laps.

Soon, he directly surpassed Yu Le!

"How is that possible? How could he be so fast?"

"This man is so fast, how long does it take?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Fake, right?"

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