In Wang Ziqiao's memory, the magician who was devoured by him was practicing the top level magic art in the magic continent. This is a body-training technique that only magicians are qualified to practice. It is tempered with the magic elements in nature.

body, thus increasing the blood in the body.

Although Wang Ziqiao can no longer move objects directly with his mental strength, he can still feel the magical elements around him and can easily mobilize them to gather towards him, which is just suitable for his fat and fragile body.

During running, the most sweat is shed, but Wang Ziqiao can absorb a small amount of water into the body, which can ensure that he does not become dehydrated and can also ensure the supply of oxygen in the blood. Running ten laps should not be a problem

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Zhang Hai and Liu Yong, who were originally in front, were quickly left behind by Wang Ziqiao. They were so shocked that they blinked and wondered if Wang Ziqiao had taken stimulants today.

Zhang Hai was even more indignant and said to Liu Yong beside him: "See, am I right? Don't think that just because he is fat, he is honest. He is the most cunning one. ***, if you have a chance to deal with him in the future,

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Wang Ziqiao's other classmates couldn't believe this fact, and they were all wondering what happened to Wang Ziqiao?

After Wang Ziqiao finished ten laps, Zhang Hai and Liu Yong had only run five laps, and they were still half walking and half running. Obviously they had no strength.

Standing on the side of the runway, Prince Qiao raised his chin and stared at Zhao Zhong and Zhang Hai proudly.

"Boy, don't be complacent. Don't run away after class if you can!" Zhang Hai said angrily to Wang Ziqiao.

The corners of Wang Ziqiao's lips raised: "Whether I run or not is my business, it's not your turn to worry about it."

After saying that, he returned to where his classmates were.

Zhang Qiang, the physical education teacher who had originally left, noticed that Wang Ziqiao had stopped, so he walked to Wang Ziqiao's side again and scolded Wang Ziqiao: "What? Have you finished running?"

Wang Ziqiao nodded: "After running, if you don't believe me, you can ask the monitor!"

Zhang Qiang looked at Sophie.

Sophie nodded: "He's finished running!"

Zhang Qiang then put away his anger and said to Wang Ziqiao: "What? I think you still have the strength. Do you want to run ten more laps?"

"What's the reward for running ten more laps? As long as you don't let me write a letter of apology, I will run another ten laps, how about that?" Wang Ziqiao smiled at Zhang Qiang.

This smile also made other students stunned. When had Wang Ziqiao been so confident? Did he dare to negotiate conditions with the teacher?

Zhang Qiang looked Wang Ziqiao up and down, and he realized that after ten rounds, although Wang Ziqiao was sweating profusely, his breathing was very calm, and he didn't look tired at all. He said angrily: "Okay, if you have the ability, you can give me more

I’ll run ten laps.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ziqiao had already taken off his feet and started running.

"He's not crazy, is he?" Xia Tingyu's eyes widened, and she grabbed the arm of monitor Su Feifei and said in surprise.

Sophie also stared at the fat back in astonishment, as if she was meeting Wang Ziqiao for the first time.

Wang Ziqiao, who was running, looked at Zhang Hai and the other three who were out of breath, and thought to himself: "Can he be considered a relatively strong person like this? Hey, it seems that the human body in our world is obviously not good enough. In the magical world, just anyone

Ordinary people can carry more than a hundred kilograms of stuff and walk dozens of miles!"

Wang Ziqiao made a comparison between humans in the two worlds. At this time, his legs felt like lead, and his lungs felt like needles, almost reaching the limit. If he had reached this level normally, he would have to vomit blood if he continued running.

But now Wang Ziqiao uses the Demon God Art to absorb the thin elements in the air and constantly temper his body. He knows that once he survives, his physique will be improved to a higher level.

Gradually, Wang Ziqiao felt that a lot of gray sweat had appeared in his pores. This was the filth in the body. Only when the body reaches its limit can the filth in the body be eliminated.

His physical strength is gradually recovering, his legs are getting lighter and his breathing is becoming smoother.

After ten laps, Wang Ziqiao's face was covered with gray sweat. When he lifted his nose and smelled it, there was a fishy smell.

Therefore, he did not get closer to his classmates, but just watched from a distance, like an out-of-sociable lamb. And he also found that all his classmates were looking at him with surprise and doubt, which immediately made him feel sad.

A strange feeling arose. I looked up at the sky. Although the blue sky and white clouds were still there, my heart felt empty.

"Haha... Looking back again, I suddenly realized that all the efforts in my life were just in vain, just for the people around me to be satisfied with me. In order to win the praise and smiles of others, I put myself into all the patterns and everything.

On the way, I suddenly realized that all I had left was a vague face and a road of no return." Wang Ziqiao muttered to himself again involuntarily.

Just after finishing speaking, Wang Ziqiao was stunned. When did he become a philosopher? He shook his head hastily. He knew that this was a sequelae, and the other soul had not yet been completely digested by him.

But the physical education teacher Zhang Qiang looked at Wang Ziqiao meaningfully and said: "You are so good at running. Don't forget to sign up for the school spring sports meeting. You smell like sweat. Go back to the dormitory and wash yourself."

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Wang Ziqiao smiled: "Ha, thank you!"

After saying that, he ran away directly.

The dormitory he lives in is a higher-end quadruple room, with wardrobes, computer tables and chairs, toilets, showers, heaters, cables, and beds. Everything is fully equipped. The annual accommodation fee is 2,000.

The school also has a six-person dormitory without a bathroom, and the annual accommodation fee is only 800 yuan. However, Wang Ziqiao's parents chose a four-person dormitory for him to make his life more comfortable.

After taking a cold shower and exiting the bathroom, I found that Zhang Hai and Liu Yong, who rarely went back to the dormitory, had actually come back. And another roommate, Zhao Zhong, had also come back. Zhao Zhong was also Wang Ziqiao's classmate, and he was tall.

She is 1.9 meters tall and she usually likes to play basketball.

The four people in this dormitory are all registered in this city, but Wang Ziqiao's home is far away from the school, and they only go back every Friday night.

Zhang Hai still stared at Wang Ziqiao fiercely, but did not take action immediately. Instead, he sat on the chair and stared at Wang Ziqiao with a half-smile. He was still tapping the table with one hand and said: "Fat man, you can't tell.

, you can run quite well, I underestimated you before!"

Wang Ziqiao ignored the other party. After cleaning up, he prepared to go to the canteen to eat.

"Why are you leaving in such a hurry? There are a lot of people in the dining hall right now. I'll take care of the meals for you these days. Let's just forget about today. How about that?" Zhang Hai suddenly stopped again.

Prince Joe.

Wang Ziqiao raised his hand to signal the other party to stop, saying: "I don't want to talk to you, and don't talk to me in the future either!"

"Hehehe, okay, bring me the meal card!" Zhang Hai still had a teasing smile on his face.
Chapter completed!