Chapter 244: Summer Hell Training (2): This is your daily basic skills...

For a long time, the impression that Su Qun gave to Fang Ran was a meticulous national elite, strong, super capable, serious and responsible, attentive and considerate, and the most terribly cold, handsome, unsmiling, and the most perfect man he had ever seen. God-defined male.
Calm words, firm tone, all these were replaced by the crowds in front of them, giving people a strong feeling of believing and unable to doubt.
Let Fang Ran ignite immediately.
"Okay, I'll listen to you, brother group, what shall we practice first!?"
Fang Ran's eyes ignited a rare blood called Struggle, and he made up his mind to work hard this time and asked.
"Well, good determination. The morning training is very simple. We start with basic physical fitness and run a long distance on the training ground..."
Su Qun said, but when he heard it was a long-distance race, Fang Ran immediately felt relieved!
It's not that he is boasting. After the system has increased his body numerically, long-distance running will no longer challenge him.
Ahem, yesterday, that mountain climbing field cross-country is not counted, whoever told me that it was a long-distance running, who I was anxious.
Like every teenager with superpowers, Fang Ran has secretly ran out to try. In the past, Fang Ran, in the one-kilometer physical test that made him extremely painful every time, ranked firmly in the middle and lower reaches of the class.
And this performance gradually declines with age...
but!
Now Fang Ran can sneer in a wild and enchanting way. Spicy chicken is a thousand meters away. See me running for you in three minutes every minute.
Therefore, this kind of tangible change is what makes Fang Ran feel that he is a participant.
Just when Fang Ran looked confident, the rest of the group's words sounded.
"...Ten thousand meters."
"Okay! Brother Suqun, isn't it a thousand meters? Watch me run into three for you..."
Eh...
Bridge bean sacks.... (dignified)
Fang Ran, who was about to roll up his sleeves and eager to try, suddenly froze. He turned his head solemnly to look at Su Qun, fell silent for a moment, and said silently without expression:
"That, Brother Suqun, did I misheard the length measurement unit..."
Su Qun looked at him with a strange expression, and then naturally said a fact that made Fang Ran feel shocked.
"You heard it right, it is 10,000 meters. This is the basic homework for you to get up every morning."
Fang Ran=(?) Staring at the petrified dog...
Really, Fang Ran has already begun to consider his escape plan after hearing the group say, ‘this is your basic homework for getting up every morning.’
God ten thousand meters!
We two have a similar understanding of the length unit used in morning long-distance running exercises! ?
At this moment, Fang Ran finally tremblingly recalled the horror once dominated by a kilometer, and the horror of soreness in his body, rolling in his stomach, and burning throat after every physical examination.
The most frightening thing is that the group nodded as if they hadn’t seen Fang Ran’s expression and said:
"Since you can run a kilometer in three minutes, then we just have a time limit of thirty minutes to complete."
Speaking of this, Su Qun looked at Fang Ran with a bewildered face and wide-open mouth, as if comfortingly said:
"Don't worry, I will always follow you."
Fang Ran: "..."
I...I...I...
puff! ! !
Run 10,000 meters in 30 minutes!
Ten thousand meters! !
just kill me....
Fang Ran cried and covered his face with despair, sadness and tears flowed upstream together.
Sorry, I shouldn’t have pretended to be forced just now. I was struck by lightning. I was wrong. If God can give me another chance, I must...
...
Last night, at the risk of being found and killed by the Queen, I bought a ticket to go back to my hometown!
"Big brother group, that...I...actually..."
Really, Fang Ran felt like he almost cried when he said this.
As a result, Su Qun patted the shoulder and spoke to him seriously:
"Time is precious. We have been delayed for a few minutes. If this continues, you will not have enough time for training later. Let's hurry up and start."
Fang Ranberry looked at Su Qun with an expression of grief and anger, and the good feelings that had just risen instantly disappeared.
Unfortunately, I thought you were a guy who would take care of people!
devil!
You devil instructor!
You deserve to be unable to catch up with that big sister, the baby drew circles and cursed your love forever!
And how much training did you arrange for me later, so that the delay for a few minutes will lead to insufficient time! !
It's only six o'clock in the morning! Bastard!
Without Guan Fangran's rich heart activities, the group told him the beginning, and ran out by example.
Of course, in his opinion, it is estimated that he simply ran out.
But in the desperate eyes of Fang Ran standing on the starting line of this C-level training field with an area of ​​hundreds of square meters.
He just flew out at once.
You can imagine how fast you need to run 10,000 meters for 30 minutes.
Before the tears ran to follow, Fang Ran had a thought in his heart.
It turns out that Ling is usually so gentle to herself... and...
This summer vacation is simply hell...
(With tears streaming down his face, covering his face and crying)
...
One thousand meters.
The two who had already run two and a half laps around the training ground strode away and ran quickly.
Su Qun breathed smoothly, his complexion unchanged, and ran in front of Fang Ran at a speed that was always a little faster than Fang Ran, but Fang Ran just couldn't catch up. They did not forget to continue to speak for Fang Ran's support and encouragement.
"Yes! That's it, keep your pace and pay attention to your breathing rhythm."
"Don't think about anything else, empty your head, you just need to run with me."
Fang Ran didn't squint, he could only look at the runway in front of him. He could run a thousand meters into three minutes without any leave, but that was when he did his best!
But I don’t have the time to think about it. Although it belongs to the mysterious side, and the ability does not have any bonus to the body, there is a systematic value. As a participant, he can finally keep up with the group of people in the first thousand meters. pace of.
"Don't mess, think about the breathing method I taught you just now!"
...
Two kilometers.
"Huh! Huh! Huh!...ha!"
Breathing began to be rapid, his legs began to sore, and his thighs were as heavy as lead-filled. Fang Ran struggled to clenched his teeth and followed the group behind, his complexion flushed and sweating like rain!
He ran at the speed of 10,000 meters and 30 minutes in the group until now. To be honest, Fang Ran felt that it was a miracle that he could hold on to double.
As for how tired Fang Ran is, who has exhausted all his strength just to follow the upper group...
Didn't you find that even his inner complaints are gone...
"Don't mess up your breathing! Keep your breathing rhythm even if you feel uncomfortable!"
Suqun was still running in front of Fang Ran, and it seemed that nothing happened. The physical fitness of the C-rank ancient martial artist was undoubtedly evident.
"Your speed is slow! Don't let your movements slow down, raise your thighs, your steps will go out by themselves!"
Suqun said loudly in Fang Ran's ear, because after countless training, he knew that ~EbookFREE.me~ this kind of long-distance running training, there is a person by your side to remind you that the effect will be completely different from your own persistence.
"puff..."
Fang Ran, who breathed out blood, and the group still seemed to be doing nothing.
On the training ground, Su Qun silently watched Fang Ran, shirtless, running behind him.
It was no longer necessary for him to remind Fang Ran to give up his thoughts. Fang Ran had lost his eyes now, following him as if losing himself, perfectly interpreting a new running posture.
The zombie runs...
As for the reason for being shirtless, it was because, at 1,500 meters, that is, when the two of them ran less than four laps, the exhausted felt that everything on their bodies was on their own.
Sweat leaked madly, and his clothes stuck to his body as if he had just been fished out of the water.
Then the group of people saw him flipping his shirt directly, and he was still on the ground with a clatter, shirtless following him.
The group was very suspicious. If Fang Ran didn't take off the clothes, it would be difficult to say whether Fang Ran could go to the present.
Then just as the group was thinking this way, he heard a ‘poof’ behind him.
Fang Ran, who could no longer hold on running with all his strength, patted the ground of the training ground like a salted fish patted on the shore.
The group of hostels who even slowed down at the predetermined speed completed in 30 minutes stopped and looked at the salted fish who was exhausted + blindly running, breathing completely lost and passed out, sighed and looked at the watch. Time and record.
4 minutes and 59 seconds, the distance is 1,999 meters.
Fang Ran's first training result failed to persist for five minutes and succeeded in GG.
Su Qun looked at the remaining distance on the watch and sighed softly.
Ten thousand meters, it seems a long way to go...