Zhang Fan's speed skyrocketed, and at this moment, he directly used butterfly dance steps.

Leaning forward slightly, the center of gravity changed instantly, and in an instant, Zhang Fan stepped out.

At this moment, Zhang Fan could feel that the people around him had become shadows and retreated quickly.

The eyes of a group of people who were gloating and watching the second middle school fall into a dog instantly widened.

Grass, this guy can still accelerate, God, this guy is so.

Whether it was a student from No. 1 Middle School or No. 2 Middle School, whether it was Zhou Jie or Zhang Hua, seeing Zhang Fan's lightning-like speed, he immediately stood up, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"It's overpowering. ”

Someone roared.

Qi Lin also noticed the situation behind him, he turned his head, and suddenly, his eyes were glazed.

How can this speed be so fast!

In the live broadcast room, the originally hot atmosphere instantly fell silent.

Countless people's eyes are almost on the screen.

Oh my God, is that a man? It's a movie!

"Brother, what is this place? Is this filming?" someone asked in an incredulous and quick type.

Suddenly, the live broadcast room was full of replies.

"Yes, anchor, tell me quickly, what kind of film is this, who is the protagonist, and who is the starring role. ”

"Anchor, speak quickly. ”

At this time, where would Yang Haochen notice the situation in the live broadcast room, his eyes were about to bulge.

"Super, super, super!"

Just as Zhang Fan flew past Qi Lin, Yang Haochen stood up excitedly.

"One lap, one lap ahead, hahaha, the garbage dog in the second year, and the mighty in the freshman school!"

In an instant, a middle school student sitting on the ground stood up violently, and the roar was like thunder, shaking the sky.

On the stone steps, several physical education teachers trembled.

"The grass is speeding up again, is this my eyes?" A physical education teacher roared, his eyes staring at Zhang Fan who was rushing, and his expression was extremely shocked.

"God, how could it be so fast, I suspect I bought a fake watch. A physical education teacher muttered in a low voice.

"Whoa, Zhang Fan is mighty and domineering. ”

"Zhang Fan, I'm going to give you a monkey. ”

"Zhang Fan be my boyfriend!"

The crazy voices were ups and downs, and both boys and girls were boiling at this moment.

Hmph, the group of garbage in the second middle school still wants to compete with our freshman high school, isn't this looking for death?

Outside the school, more than 20 policemen immediately ran towards the school when they heard such a shocking sound.

Oh shit, what's going on?

This momentum is even more explosive than the concerts of some small stars.

"God, he's still getting faster. ”

"Damn, my eyes are fake. ”

Several physical education teachers in No. 1 Middle School have bloodshot eyes, and their eyes are completely wide for these five hundred meters.

Looking at Zhang Fan who was running away, they only felt that damn, they must have entered a fake school.

Zhang Fan only felt that his heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

The butterfly dance steps are running 500 meters at a rapid pace, and the side effects are also very obvious.

Immediately, Zhang Fan slowed down, he knew that if he continued, he might really burst his blood vessels.

The next moment, Zhang Fan felt that his body had recovered, and the feeling of being about to suffocate was really terrifying.

It seems that the butterfly dance can only be a short-term outbreak. But thinking about it, Zhang Fan was also relieved, the butterfly dance steps will continue to superimpose speed, if it can continue forever, this is worth it.

And, as time went on, he almost felt a burning pain in his calf.

The limit, the limit of my current butterfly dance steps is 500 meters.

Qi Lin and Wang Rui were terrified.

Zhang Fan has already surpassed them by a lap and a half, you know, this is the second lap. Moreover, their speed is also maintained at the upper level of a long-distance run, which is absolutely compensatory, but Zhang Fan is now almost the fourth lap.

"Hey, Wang, I'm here. Zhang Fan looked at Wang Rui not far away, roared loudly, and the speed under his feet increased again.

Wang Rui's legs almost went limp, and when he saw that Zhang Fan was behind his buttocks, he wanted to open the sewer next to him and get in.

Shame, I was only in the third lap, and I was overtaken by Zhang Fan twice, oh my day, I used to be a sports brother.

"Don't rush, you still have seventy-nine laps, and the further you go, the greater the physical exertion. Wang Rui said.

Zhang Fan also nodded, he also knew very well that now that five laps had passed, plus a few outbreaks, he also felt a little tired.

However, when his eyes fell on Qi Lin not far ahead, the corners of his mouth lifted. "Lao Wang, wait, I'll go to Chao Qi Lin again. ”

On both sides of the runway, whether it was the people from the first middle school or the second middle school, their eyes glared again.

Lying grass, this guy still has to surpass Qi Lin?

Nima, this face is so miserable.

Wang Rui also smiled bitterly, he really couldn't understand how Zhang Fan broke out at full speed or even in overspeed a few times, how could Nima's spirit be so good.

Sure enough, there is a gap between people.

The people in the second middle school had no momentum at all at this time.

The successive blows gave birth to a feeling of powerlessness in their hearts.

At this time, they just want to see how the final result is.

After all, Qi Lin has also completed a marathon.

Feeling the footsteps behind him, Qi Lin also felt a strong unwillingness in his heart.

went to Nima's marathon, this time, and Zhang Fan must not be allowed to surpass himself.

Immediately, Qi Lin accelerated!

"Hehe, it seems that Qi Lin is also serious. Looking at the two people who gradually pulled away at speed, Zhang Hua's face eased up.

What's the use of being fast, lasting is the king.

The smile on Zhou Jie's face never broke, he unscrewed the drink, took a sip hard, his eyes fell on Zhang Fan, and there was an extremely satisfied look on his face.

Sure enough, I didn't see the wrong person, this guy is definitely the treasure of the school.

Watching Zhang Fan and Qi Lin compete, Yang Haochen held his mobile phone and looked at the barrage above.

"Where's the anchor? Is it dead? Damn, is he making a movie? ”

"Anchor, your house has blown up, hurry up and come back to your senses. ”

Seeing that there were already 30,000 people paying attention to the live broadcast room, Yang Haochen almost threw his phone out.

Lying grass, why did the popularity rise so fast?

His original purpose was just to show the seniors of the forum a live broadcast.

"Don't panic, it's just a marathon at our school, and as you can see, there are only three people running. That speedy guy just now is our senior high school classmate......"

Before Yang Haochen finished speaking, the live broadcast room exploded.

"Lying grass, school?"

"Nima, a junior in high school?"