"What?!"

Feng Xiaoliu's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

Looking up, he saw everyone from No. 3 Middle School sprinting forward under the leadership of Chen Yuan, and in an instant they were thrown over 300 meters away.

Seeing that Chen Yuan and the others were about to disappear around the bend in the distance, Feng Xiaoliu had no time to think about it and immediately issued an order: "Everyone changes into a 'sprint formation' and speeds up with all our strength to catch up with the No. 3 Middle School team!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the five team members beside him immediately moved towards the middle.

After a while, they changed into a triangle formation and strode towards everyone in No. 3 Middle School.

Not far behind No. 1 Middle School, Xia Qian'er and others saw this and immediately accelerated to catch up.

Huo Yuan looked back and couldn't help but laugh: "Haha, they finally took the bait."

"I had guessed that Feng Xiaoliu would lose his composure," Chen Yuan said with a smile, "Now the rhythm of their march is completely under our control. As long as we continue to advance at this speed, we will drag them down sooner or later."

"Haha, Chen Yuan, your move is really damaging," Liu Xu said with a bad smile, "With these three charges as bait, no one will be able to hold back, unless they don't want the first place."

Chen Yuan glanced behind him and said: "Gou Chen and the others are not very skilled in the 'Ba Duan Jin' yet. It is more cost-effective to consume the opponent's physical strength by leading the rhythm than to compete with them for speed."

"I'm really convinced," Gou Chen said with a smile, "Feng Xiaoliu and the others shouldn't have thought at this moment that they have fallen into a pit, right?"

"Feng Xiaoliu is much smarter than we thought," Chen Yuan said slowly, "It's a pity... In this situation, even if he knows it's a trap, he can only bite the bullet and jump in."

Huo Yuan nodded and agreed deeply, "Indeed, he is the spiritual leader of No. 1 Middle School. In addition to his own honor, he must also take into account the feelings of his teammates. He cannot just watch the first place being snatched away by us."

"It's a pity that he met an opponent like Chen Yuan," Liu Xu smacked his tongue. "No matter how powerful he is, he can't escape the sinkhole dug by our 'King of Digging'."

"Go away," Chen Yuan rolled his eyes at him and said, "We are winning within the scope allowed by the rules and winning justly. Besides, Feng Xiaoliu can arrange team members to intercept others at all levels, and Xia Qian'er can fake civil strife to lure others.

If you’re fooled, can’t we play some strategy?”

"Hahaha, you are the boss, you have the final say," Liu Xu stuck out his tongue and laughed.

On the track, dust was flying.

Everyone in No. 1 Middle School was speeding up and trying their best to catch up, and they were about to close the gap.

Inadvertently, everyone in No. 3 Middle School sped up for the fourth time, once again widening the gap.

Seeing this scene, Feng Xiaoliu almost spit out blood.

Everyone in No. 1 Middle School was also stunned and despairing.

Although these team members are all "seed players" carefully selected by Feng Xiaoliu from the eighteen students in No. 1 Middle School, they have served as the "sharp knife force" in the past few days and faced the "encirclement and suppression" of Xia Qian'er, Liu Xuanwu and others.

Every game consumes a huge amount of physical energy, and I am already very exhausted.

Under the current circumstances, it is extremely difficult to speed up for a period of time at full speed.

They originally thought that after running at high speed for so long, Chen Yuan and his gang were at the end of their strength and could not go any further.

Unexpectedly, the No. 3 Middle School team was able to speed up again despite their fierce pursuit.

"Chen Yuan...you finally showed your 'trump card'."

Feng Xiaoliu narrowed his eyes slightly and his expression darkened.

Although he had already guessed that Chen Yuan would reserve a backhand for the subsequent training, he did not expect that this "backhand" move would be so powerful.

Being able to raise the competitive level of teammates to such a high level in such a short period of time.

He turned around and looked at the group of teammates beside him, feeling even more worried.

Yang Bo panted and said: "Xiao Liu, you'd better chase yourself, we're probably going to hold you back."

"Yes, Xiaoliu, now we can only compete with Chen Yuan for personal first place."

Several other No. 1 middle school students also tried to persuade him.

Feng Xiaoliu thought for a while and sighed: "Forget it, today's double first place is for them."

"What...what?" Everyone was shocked and looked at Feng Xiaoliu with disbelief.

Feng Xiaoliu glanced at everyone and said calmly: "I guess the reason why Chen Yuan and the others kept quiet the past few days was to recharge their batteries and steal the double first place from us."

"I agree," Yang Bo nodded: "The third middle school has been ranked in the middle of the pack for three consecutive days, which is obviously intentional."

Feng Xiaoliu said, "On the other hand, although we people have won the first place several times, we have expended a lot of energy and become more and more tired every day. In this case, we might as well 'recharge our batteries' for a while. I don't believe it.

Chen Yuan and the others can keep running like this desperately."

"This is the only way," Yang Bo looked forward unwillingly and said in a deep voice, "When they get tired, the first place will soon be back in our hands."

After the discussion was settled, Feng Xiaoliu and others immediately gave up the pursuit, slowed down, and followed Chen Yuan and others from a distance.

Xia Qian'er caught up from behind. Seeing that Feng Xiaoliu's sharp knife team stopped chasing, she frowned and said, "Feng, what's the matter with you? It's okay if you can't get the first place in the team, but now you have to give up even the first place individually.

give others?"

"What can I do?" Feng Xiaoliu said helplessly, "I can't outrun him, and my teammates are all exhausted, so it's normal to lose to him."

After saying that, he sighed softly: "On your part, if you want to compete for the first place, today is a good opportunity. At least... we don't have to compete with you in No. 1 Middle School."

"Believe your lies," Xia Qian'er turned her head away, looking nonchalant, but she was making secret calculations in her heart.

I have to say that Feng Xiaoliu's suggestion is still very tempting.

As the most favored daughter of the wealthy Xia family in South China, she has always been ashamed of the title of "the second oldest child in ten thousand years".

Therefore, in this year's "Summer Elite Special Training Camp", I always take first place in the team and individual rankings as my goal.

But after several days in a row, apart from grabbing a "personal first" from Feng Xiaoliu, he couldn't get any commendable honors at all.

Due to the limitation of the number of students, No. 2 Middle School has always lacked sufficient competitiveness in terms of "group first place".

But this "lack of competitiveness" refers to when facing No. 1 Middle School.

If the opponent switches to No. 3, Xia Qianer thinks she is sure to take the double first place from her opponent.

On this point, the Jiang family brothers rarely reached a consensus with her.

Although the two brothers had their own secrets from the beginning of the special training camp, they even wanted to "cheat their teammates" to replace Xia Qian'er and become the actual "leader" of the No. 2 Middle School.

But after several training sessions, the orderliness of No. 1 Middle School and the tenacity of No. 3 Middle School forced them to re-examine their original intentions.

If the quarrel with Xia Qian'er continues like this, I'm afraid that in the end the No. 2 Middle School won't even be able to keep its position as the "second child in ten thousand years."

on the other hand

, if the three of them share the same hatred and charge forward with the most outstanding Xia Qianer as the arrow, there is still the possibility of competing for first place.

After listening to Feng Xiaoliu's words, Jiang Ziliu whispered from behind: "Miss Xia Liu, this is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Chen Yuan and the others have accelerated four times, and their physical strength must be close to the limit. If they rush up now, maybe they will

I can steal the first place.”

Jiang Ziheng also made an insinuation and said, "Yes, Miss Xia Liu, even Brother Xiao Liu has given way to us. We might as well give it a try. I don't believe that Chen Yuan and the others can keep moving forward at a high speed unless they are on drugs."

Xia Qian'er glanced at them, lowered her head and thought about it, and said coldly: "You two, lead the team to follow me on both sides. I will go up to meet Chen Yuan."

After saying that, he personally served as the arrow, exerted all his strength, and galloped forward.

At this time, Xia Qian'er didn't know that her hasty decision had actually led the entire No. 2 Middle School team into a mud pit.

When everyone in No. 2 Middle School just started to speed up, there was nothing unusual in No. 3 Middle School.

But when they fully increased their speed, the three of them and the six of them suddenly accelerated collectively, throwing them away at once.

As a result, the No. 2 Middle School team immediately fell into a very embarrassing situation.

Pursue, it's a waste of energy, don't pursue, and give up the second place to Yi Zhong, but I feel unwilling to do so.

Caught between the third middle school and the first middle school, we are in a dilemma.

"Hateful..." Xia Qian'er watched everyone from No. 3 Middle School walk away, her pretty face as cold as frost.

Jiang Ziliu turned his head and glanced at the team of No. 1 Middle School, and said with a bitter smile: "It's over, I was tricked by the person named Feng."

Sure enough, because the team from No. 2 Middle School consumed excessive energy in the pursuit, No. 1 Middle School took advantage of the situation and pursued it, leaving No. 2 Middle School behind.

"Feng!" Xia Qian'er caught up and asked loudly, "Have you noticed that Chen Yuan and the others are playing tricks a long time ago?"

"Yes," Feng Xiaoliu said unabashedly, "I thought you could see it, but I didn't expect that Miss Xia Liu is more innocent than I thought."

"……You bastard!"

Xia Qian'er's cheeks turned red and she yelled, "Don't get caught by me!"

"You'd better recover your strength... Otherwise, you won't even be able to keep up with the good ranking tomorrow." Feng Xiaoliu laughed and walked away.

One morning passed, and the situation on the training ground became very clear.

The No. 3 Middle School camp led by Chen Yuan took the lead and was far ahead.

The camp led by Feng Xiaoliu ranked second, followed by No. 2 Middle School, Yuying Middle School and several other middle schools.

Chen Yuan, Huo Yuan, and Liu Xu, as the arrowheads of the third sprint, lived up to expectations and were very powerful throughout the whole process.

In addition, Gou Chen and the other three, who had just finished practicing "Ba Duan Jin", did not let up. Although they were not as fast as the former, they managed to persevere all the way.

After 9 hours and 26 minutes, three out of six people finally crossed the finish line.

More than half an hour later, Feng Xiaoliu led the "Knife Team" of No. 1 Middle School to arrive late.

After another hour or two, people from other schools arrived one after another.

When Feng Xiaoliu saw Chen Yuan, he immediately ran over and said the first thing he said: "Did you secretly take drugs?"

Before Chen Yuan could speak, Liu Xu spoke first: "Brother Xiao Liu, it's not objective to say this. In this wilderness, can you find a pill for me to see?"

"How could you be so buggy without taking drugs?" Feng Xiaoliu glared.
Chapter completed!