"Are we really going to lose to Qing Teng today?"

Wu Zitao gritted his teeth and said unwillingly.

"There is no way. Qingteng's strength is too strong. I feel that my calves are soft now. But look at Qingteng's people, they are just like nothing else. How can I compare this?"

"Yes, the gap is too big. No matter how hard we fight, we are not their opponent!"

"Brothers, I can't do it anymore. I'm going to give up. If I run on, I will have to die suddenly!"

“I can’t do it anymore…”

For a moment.

Many boys kept their stomachs, stopped and left the track, obviously intending to abstain directly.

In a short while.

The team of Class 1 of Senior High School was reduced by half.

Obviously, it’s all because of the lack of energy, so I gave up.

The remaining half were all dejected and had no fighting spirit.

After all, it looks like 1,500 meters, and it is almost halfway through.

But the distance between them and Qingteng Track and Field Team is getting farther and farther away.

How can I compare this?

There is no chance of winning at all!

"Oh, look at that group of waste, most of them have abandoned them!"

Chu Yibo glanced back at the crowd in Class 1, Grade 3, and sneered with disdain.

Hearing words.

Qingteng's team members also turned around, their faces were full of sarcastic expressions, and they all spoke:

"Amateur is amateur, and there is no energy in track and field at all. Competing with them is a waste of time!"

"Yes, this is definitely the most stress-free training I have ever participated in. The opponent is too weak and has no competitiveness at all. It's simply abusive!"

"Brothers, we're sure to win. Let's keep some physical strength next time. There are a few more games to compare later. Don't waste too much physical strength on these wastes!"

...

At this moment.

Everyone in Qingteng felt that victory was almost certain!

After all, there are only less than four hundred meters left.

At this moment, they had a distance of nearly 300 meters between them and the first class of senior high school.

Almost a lap!

Such a huge advantage.

It's so hard to lose!

Chu Yibo turned around and looked at the big guy, and said with a proud look on his face: "Brothers, we are about to reach the finish line. Let's enjoy the victory. No matter what the group of waste in Linhai Middle School said, it's impossible to catch up with it, hahaha!"

Compared to the joy of the Qingteng Track and Field Team.

Class 1, Grade 3, is a completely different atmosphere.

Everyone's physical strength has reached its limit, and they are about to lose, and they have no fighting spirit.

At this moment, no one wants to raise his legs anymore, and the slower he runs will be.

"Sports Committee, why don't we admit defeat, I can't hold on anymore!"

A boy with good physical strength was gasping for breath and consulting as he looked at Wu Zitao.

Hearing words.

Wu Zitao glanced at the Qingteng Track and Field Team in the distance, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes. Then he sighed and said helplessly: "Oh, forgot, just embarrass people. If you are not as skilled as others, even if you are ridiculed, we deserve it. Don't get tired of your body, otherwise it will affect your studies and make the losses bigger. So let's just admit defeat. What do you think?"

Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly, obviously agreeing to admit defeat.

See this.

Wu Zitao smiled bitterly, then prepared to wave to Sun Gangqiang not far away and say to admit defeat.

"Don't admit defeat, I've just finished warming up!"

And just then.

A faint word rang at the end of the team.

Hearing words.

Everyone was stunned and turned their heads and looked behind them.

I saw a figure running slowly at the end of the team.

And this person is not someone else.

It is Zhang Xiaobei.

"Brother Xiaobei!"

Wu Zitao was stunned and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"You guys continue to jog slowly. As for the first place, just leave it to me!"

Zhang Xiaobei moved his neck and said with a faint smile.

As soon as this is said.

Everyone was shocked.

Zhang Xiaobei's basketball skills have definitely conquered all of them before.

But playing basketball is playing basketball, and long-distance running is long-distance running.

These are two sports.

Even if Zhang Xiaobei plays basketball well.

That doesn't mean he must be very good in the long-distance running.

In addition, Zhang Xiaobei was always running at the end of the team at the beginning.

So everyone never thought of Zhang Xiaobei, and they did not pin their hopes on Zhang Xiaobei.

But now.

Zhang Xiaobei actually said he wanted to compete for the first place.

And under such a huge disadvantage.

This made everyone feel a little unbelievable.

"Brother Xiaobei, can you really do it? Chu Yibo is the champion of the three-time provincial youth track and field long-distance running event. In addition, he is so much ahead of us now. Even if he really finds a professional long-distance running athlete, he may not be able to catch up with him!"

Wu Zitao looked at Zhang Xiaobei with a worried look on his face and said.

"Remember, man, no matter when, you can't say it's okay. You can take everyone to jog slowly first, and I'll meet him!"

Zhang Xiaobei's mouth curled slightly and said with a faint smile.

"But, can you really catch up with him now?"

Wu Zitao questioned.

However.

His words just finished.

There was only a "whoosh" sound.

Zhang Xiaobei turned into a afterimage and rushed out directly.

That speed.

Don't mention how fast it is.

This shocked everyone in Class 1, Grade 3.

You must know.

They have run more than a thousand meters now, and their physical strength has already reached their limits. It is already very difficult to maintain a jog.

Not to mention the sudden acceleration.

But Zhang Xiaobei could burst out at such a speed at this moment.

This endurance and physical strength are really incredible!

Under the stunned gaze of everyone in the third year of high school.

The distance between Zhang Xiaobei and Qingteng Track and Field Team was quickly shortened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
To be continued...