When he ran to the fourth lap, Desso surpassed him, which also meant that he was completely behind by Desso. Moreover, his source power level was not as high as his.

Desor is proud, but he does have capital. Not only is his magic power extraordinary, but his physical fitness is also quite good without any source power foundation.

"Dil, stop being slow." Turron, who had been following him, gasping for breath.

Deer gritted his teeth and just four circles. His body could adapt and his breathing was relatively stable. He calmed down. He poured the source power in his body into his legs, suddenly exerted force, and rushed over at a speed.

"You..." This sudden acceleration surpassed Desor who was leading him. His red face was obviously a little unwilling. He gritted his teeth and accelerated his force, and was comparable to him on the track while leading Deer one lap.

Ten circles, fifteen circles.

Deer's school uniform was completely soaked in sweat, the burning sensation in his heart increased, his breathing became rapid, but his feet were constantly moving forward.

In front of him, Desso was still far ahead, and even surpassed him as many as five laps. Most of the students in the lap also kept moving forward at a constant speed. At their speed, it would be just right for thirty laps to be an hour.

"Twenty minutes left." When Odosho reported the time, Deer had just run to sixteen laps.

There are few students behind him.

no!

Deer widened his eyes. He must complete this training as the squad leader.

He roared in his heart, regardless of the fanaticism of his heart, all the source power that was almost exhausted was poured into his feet and accelerated again. He suddenly accelerated on the track, just like a monster running on the grassland, surpassing a student ahead with the sound of the howling wind.

Sweat flowed from his body like rain, and he could clearly smell the smell of sweat from his body, but Deer had no time to take care of it. Every beating of his heart brought a pain. His rapid breathing made his brain empty, and only that subconsciousness was still driving his numb feet to move away.

Eighteen circles, nineteen circles, twenty circles... twenty three circles.

With a short period of acceleration, he surpassed many students and was half a circle ahead of most students in the class.

However, his acceleration lasted only five minutes. Suddenly, his heart suddenly hurt, and the pain seemed to warn him that he had to stop.

His eyes were filled with red bloodshots, and the severe pain made his feet slow down unconsciously. I don’t know if it was because the sky gradually became darker or too tired, everything in front of him became blurred and even lost its outline.

Twenty-five rounds.

While his speed slowed down, the other students entered the final sprint stage. Deer's light flashed continuously, and the classmates in the class passed him again and left him behind.

The fastest classmate in the class passed by him again. Deer saw the tall boy in a blur, and he felt a strong fluctuation of source power.

Even though the man had reached the sprint stage, his breathing was only slightly faster, and he kept running forward with uniform acceleration. Finally, he jumped past the finish line and stopped slowly.

He passed the finish line, and there were eight minutes left to one hour.

Time slipped by like flowing water, and the sparse students ran across the finish line, gasping loudly in glory, and some collapsed directly to the ground, including Desor and Toulon.

Five minutes left, Deer still had three more laps. His cheeks were already red, and the rosy burned like flames. His whole body, except for the almost boiling beating of his heart, had lost consciousness. But even so, the strong consciousness still made him grit his teeth and unable to fall down halfway.

"This guy is in a bad state." Desor stood at the finish line, and just barely regained his normal breathing. Driven by curiosity, he turned his gaze to the boy who was still struggling to sprint. Even though he was still dissatisfied with Deer defeating him as the elected squad leader, he couldn't help but worry about this strong-willed boy at this time.

"Let the teacher stop him." Turron also ran past the finish line. Just as he was about to lie down to rest, he heard Desso's voice. He shouted when he saw Deer's cheek, which was twisted and deformed due to redness and heat.

"Is this the persistence of becoming a class monitor? It's good from this point of view." The first student who ran past walked to Desuo slightly relaxed, shook his sweat on his face, gently patted Desuo's wet shoulders, and said.

His name is Lu Jiali, he is Desuo's roommate, a teenager who is a dual-cultivator of the Demon Source and both have entered the warrior level. He mastered the sixth level of elemental affinity. Unfortunately, he failed the source power assessment and entered the Demon Warrior class after being admitted to the Yaoshi Demon Source Academy.

Of course, his actual combat ability of the dual cultivation of the Magic Source is stronger than that of Desor, and even the combination of Dil and Turlong is difficult to be his opponent. However, he does not have much desire for the squad leader. Since Odosho made the worst Dil the squad leader, he did not comment too much.

"Don't be persistent at all. You're already like that. You're still holding on. It's stupid." Desuo snorted coldly and said in a deep voice.

"You said he was stupid?" Turron stood up for Dil.

"It's stupid." Desor was not afraid at all.

"You...you wait for me." Turron could only threaten verbally.

"cut."

Three minutes, two laps.

"He is going to finish it, it is obvious that this result is still there to hold on." Desuo said this, suddenly recalling the smile in the morning, and he shook like an electric shock.

"He is already very awesome to run thirty laps. Heart disease and strenuous exercise will kill him at any time... What are you doing?!" Lu Jiali suddenly turned to Desuo, and shouted in a low voice.

Standing next to Desor, he could clearly feel the fluctuations of wind-attribute energy. He saw that Desor was fully condensing the magic power in his body, and his target was the boy running on the playground.

"This guy wants to pass this way, I'll help him." Desor didn't care whether the head teacher Odosho could feel it. He took a deep breath, his magic gathered in his hands, and the wind around him became strong under his guidance.

Deer felt that he had become much lighter, and a cool breeze blew up behind him, bringing a hint of coolness to the hot body, degrading himself, and pushing himself forward.

"I can."

He had no idea why the cool breeze suddenly blew. Although the heartbeat in his chest made his body as heavy as lead, his body could not bear it. In this last time, he still did not give up, firmly believed, and took big steps under the wind and sprinted with all his strength.
Chapter completed!