Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 177: In her dictionary, I didn’t give up

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When they ran to the second lap, many people had already chosen to give up and fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

There are more than 300 people persisting on the inside of the square.

The two leaders in front of them remained unchanged.

The more than 300 students who are still insisting, each with red eyes, staring at Ye Qingluo and Liu Xiaoyu.

Infinite roar in my heart; where are the two perverts of Nima! Can you be a new student together happily?

If it weren't for the sweat on their faces and soaked clothes, everyone would doubt if they were cheating.

After running for so long, I still have no breath!

On the third lap, more than half of the students went out.

There are more than a hundred people left in the field.

Liu Xiaoyu was also left behind, her face flushed slightly, and she was breathing.

Obviously, physical strength can no longer support her to move forward at a constant speed.

"Don't worry about me, you run first, if I can't, I will stop by myself." Liu Xiaoyu's breathing was extremely heavy, and while speaking, his legs had already slowed down.

Ye Qing Luo nodded slightly, quickly adjusted her breathing, and began to accelerate.

When everyone saw the speeding up of Ye Qingluo, they all wanted to die.

Mom!

This is definitely a pervert!

You were a horse in your last life, right?

Liu Xiaoyu also showed surprise in her eyes, staring at Ye Qingluo's back, slightly startled.

Could it be... Ye Qingluo hasn't exerted all his strength just now, is it matching her speed?

The corner of Liu Xiaoyu's mouth rose slightly, and her eyes were also stained with a smile.

It seems that going to the Xuan Academy this time is a worthwhile trip.

On the fourth lap, only two to thirty people were left in the field.

Many people fell to the ground, unable to get up if they were half-dead.

The instructors didn't show any sympathy, and called two old students from the Profound Class, and carried them down.

Ye Qingluo didn't care about how many students he followed behind him, but kept adjusting his breathing.

She is not flushed, she is not breathless, but an illusion seen by others.

In fact, on the fourth lap, Ye Qingluo's breathing was already a bit heavy.

My legs are gradually heavier, without the dexterity they had before.

However, in Ye Qingluo's dictionary, he did not give up two words.

Since she has chosen to run, she will definitely run the whole course.

Ye Qingluo clenched his teeth and insisted on moving forward.

Until the fifth lap, Ye Qingluo stopped slowly.

The two instructors stood at the end, with their cold faces slightly drawn out a very shallow arc; "Congratulations, you are great."

Since teaching, this is the first person to finish five laps inside the square.

The students from the low, middle, and high xuan classes standing on the sidelines were all amazed.

Know!

Since these two instructors became instructors, they have never boasted anyone!

One by one, they probed, trying to see clearly who this new student who ran for five laps was and was praised by two cold-faced instructors.

Ye Qingluo is not arrogant or impatient, and a decent smile is raised slightly: "Thank you instructor for your approval."

After speaking, she nodded politely, walked to the side of the square, and started stretching her limbs, sitting and stretching and relaxing the muscles.

The instructors are even more admired. This girl knows a lot of common sense.

At this time, the thirty-odd people in the field were unable to support one by one on the fourth lap of the runway, fainted, and retreated.

Sparsely, there were only three people left, still running staggeringly.

One of them is Liu Xiaoyu.

She was already sweating, her feet were heavy, and she was shaking all over.

But she persisted in running.

There were two other men, running pale, but they still didn't stop their steps.