Chapter 244 Summer Hell Training (2): This Is Your Basic Homework Every Day From Now On

Su Qun has always given Fangran the impression of a meticulous national elite. He is powerful, super capable, serious and responsible, attentive and considerate. The most terrible thing is that he is cold, handsome and unsmiling. He is the most perfect man that Fangran has ever seen. God defines maleness.

Calm words, firm tone, all these when Su Qun spoke in front of him, gave people a strong feeling of belief and no doubt.

Fangran was instantly ignited.

"Okay, I listen to you, Brother Suqun, what should we practice first!?"

Fangran's eyes were filled with a rare passion for struggle, and he made up his mind to work hard in this training and asked.

"Well, good determination. The training in the morning is very simple. We start with basic physical fitness and run for a long time on the training ground..."

Su Qun said, but when he heard it was a long-distance run, Fangran immediately felt relieved!

It's not that he is boasting. After the system values ​​​​enhanced his body, things like long-distance running no longer challenged him.

Ahem, yesterday, the mountain climbing field cross-country was not counted. Who told me that it was a long-distance run? Who am I to worry about?

Like every teenager who has gained superpowers, Fangran also secretly ran out to try it out. In the past, Fangran's performance in the one-thousand-meter physical test, which made him extremely painful every time, was firmly in the middle and lower reaches of the boys in the class.

And this score gradually declines with age...

but!

Now Fangran can sneer evilly, "It's a thousand meters, let me run you within three minutes every minute."

So compared to calling the shots, this kind of tangible change is what makes Fangran feel that he is a participant.

Just when Fangran looked confident, Su Qun's remaining words rang out.

"...10,000 meters."

"Okay! Brother Suqun, isn't it just one thousand meters? Let me run you into three..."

Eh...

Qiaodou sack....(dignified)

Fang Ran, who was just about to roll up his sleeves and was eager to try it, suddenly froze. He turned his head solemnly to look at Su Qun, was silent for a moment, and said silently without expression:

"Um, Brother Suqun, did I get it wrong about the length measurement unit..."

Su Qun looked at him with a strange expression, and then naturally said a fact that shocked Fangran.

"You heard it right, it's 10,000 meters. This is the basic lesson for you to get up every morning from now on."

Fang Ran = (?) petrified with stunned eyes...

Really, after hearing Su Qun say, 'This is the basic lesson for you to do every morning from now on,' Fangran had already begun to think about his escape plan.

Damn it, ten thousand meters!

Do we have some kind of gap in our understanding of the length unit used for morning long-distance running training? ?

At this moment, Fangran finally recalled with a trembling body the terror of being dominated by a thousand meters, and the terror of feeling sore all over, stomach churning, and throat burning after every physical test.

The most frightening thing was that Su Qun seemed not to see Fangran's expression and nodded and said:

"Since you can run 1,000 meters within three minutes, we have a time limit of thirty minutes to complete it."

Speaking of this, Su Qun looked at Fangran who was looking at him with a confused expression and his mouth wide open, and calmly said as if comforting:

"Don't worry, I will always follow you."

Fangran: "..."

I...I...I...

puff! ! !

Run 10,000 meters in thirty minutes!

Ten thousand meters! !

just kill me....

Fangran cried and covered his face with despair, his sadness and tears flowing back into a river.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pretended to be cool just now. I was struck by lightning when I pretended to be cool. I was wrong. If God can give me another chance, I will definitely...

...

Last night, I risked being discovered and beaten to death by Her Majesty the Queen, so I bought a ticket to go back to my hometown!

"Brother Suqun, um...I...actually..."

real,

Fangran felt like he was about to cry when he said this.

As a result, Su Qun patted his shoulder and spoke to him seriously:

"Time is precious. We have already lost a few minutes. If this continues, you will not have enough time for subsequent training. Let's hurry up and start."

Fang Ranberry looked at Su Qun with an expression of sorrow and anger, and the goodwill that had just arose was instantly wiped out.

Unfortunately, I thought you, Brother Suqun, were a guy who could take care of others!

devil!

You devil instructor!

You deserve it for not being able to catch up with that big sister. The baby will draw circles and curse you to be the love saint for the rest of your life!

And how much training have you arranged for me later? Only a few minutes of delay will lead to insufficient time! !

It’s only around six in the morning! asshole!

Ignoring Fangran's rich inner activities, Su Qun told him to start and ran out as an example.

Of course, in his opinion, he probably simply ran away.

But in Fangran's desperate eyes as he stood at the starting line of this C-level training ground covering an area of ​​hundreds of square meters.

It was as if he flew out all at once.

You can imagine how fast it would take to run 10,000 meters in thirty minutes.

Before Lei Ben followed, Fangran had a thought in his mind.

It turns out that Ling is usually so gentle to me...and...

This summer vacation has been hell...

(He burst into tears, covered his face and cried bitterly)

...

One thousand meters.

The two men, who had already run around the training ground for two and a half times, took long strides and ran quickly.

Su Qun's breathing was steady and his expression remained unchanged. He ran in front of Fangran at a speed that was always a little faster than Fangran but that Fangran couldn't catch up with. He didn't forget to keep opening his mouth to give support and encouragement to Fangran.

"Not bad! That's it, keep the speed and pay attention to your breathing rhythm."

"Don't think about anything else, keep your head empty, you just need to run with me."

Fang Ran didn't squint and could only look at the track in front of him. It was true that he could run a thousand meters under three minutes, but that was when he tried his best!

But he didn't have time to think about this. Although he belongs to the mysterious side and his ability does not add any bonus to the body, there are system values ​​​​at least. As a participant, he can finally keep up with the group in the first thousand meters. pace of.

"Don't be confused, think about the breathing method I just taught you!"

...

Two thousand meters.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! ...Ha!"

His breathing began to quicken, his legs began to ache, and his thighs were as heavy as lead. Fangran struggled and gritted his teeth to follow Su Qun, his face red and sweating like rain!

He had run as fast as Suqun at 10,000 meters in 30 minutes. To be honest, Fangran himself felt that it was a miracle that he could last twice as long.

As for how tired Fangran was, who tried his best just to keep up with Su Qun...

Didn't you realize that even his inner complaints were gone...

"Don't breathe randomly! Keep your breathing rhythm even if you feel uncomfortable!"

Su Qun was still running in front of Fang Ran, seemingly fine. The physical fitness of a C-level ancient martial arts user was clearly evident.

"You're slowing down! Don't let your movements slow down, raise your thighs, and your steps will come out on their own!"

Su Qun spoke loudly in Fangran's ear, because after countless trainings, he knew that this kind of long-distance running training, if there is someone by your side to remind you all the time, the effect will be completely different from if you insist on it yourself.

"puff..."

Fang Ran was breathing like he was vomiting blood, and Su Qun still seemed to have done nothing.

On the training ground, Su Qun looked at Fangran, shirtless and running behind him, speechlessly.

At this moment, there was no need for him to remind Fangran to clear his mind. Fangran himself had lost his sight and followed him as if he had lost his virginity, perfectly interpreting a new running posture.

Zombies running...

As for why he was shirtless, it was because after 1,500 meters, which was less than four laps between the two of them, Fangran, who was exhausted, felt that everything on his body was his own burden.

Sweat was pouring out like crazy, and the clothes stuck to his body, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Then when Su Qun saw him, he lifted up his shirt and it was still on the ground with a splat, and he followed behind him shirtless.

Su Qun was very suspicious. If he hadn't taken off those clothes, it was hard to say whether Fang Ran would have been able to run up to this point.

Then just as Su Qun was thinking this, he heard a 'pop' behind him.

Fangran, who could no longer hold on and ran with all his strength, slapped on the ground of the training ground, like a salted fish slapping on the shore.

Su Qun, who even slowed down after completing the scheduled pace of thirty minutes, stopped and looked at Xian Yuran, who was almost exhausted and running blindly, his breathing completely messed up and passed out. He sighed and looked at his watch. time and records.

4 minutes 5 ninety-nine meters.

Fangran's first training result was that he failed to last for five minutes and succeeded in GG.

Su Qun looked at the remaining distance on his watch and sighed softly.

Ten thousand meters seems to be a long way to go...