Chapter 573 They are all plastic talents

   Yunchen took a deep breath before taking a step. He didn't dare to look down at all, worried that his legs would be weak.

  At the beginning, everyone was very slow, and they all looked straight ahead, nervous, and didn't dare to look around.

   Strictly sitting on the flying magic weapon, I don’t know when to take out a roasted chicken leg, and gnaw it with relish.

  He paid close attention to Yun Chen and the others. He noticed Ye Feiran's strolling in the courtyard, and raised his eyebrows slightly. Is it possible that this child has walked on such a runway before?

   Ye Feiran felt the gaze that was taking a serious look, and turned to look at him, with a bright smile on his face.

  When I saw it, I was choked by the chicken. The next moment I was full of joy. This child is amazing!

   Regardless of whether she has walked such a runway before, this one is very good.

  After a quarter of an hour, after the seven Yunchen got used to it, the speed under their feet began to increase gradually, and after a stick of incense, they finally started to jog.

  Seeing this scene, a touch of satisfaction appeared in Yan Zheng's eyes, Bai Jianjia did not deceive him, everyone has a good temperament, and they are all plastic talents.

  When turning, Ye Feiran noticed the nervousness on the faces of the friends, and said, "We are running at this speed, and we can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

  "Okay!" The friends immediately responded.

For a quarter of an hour, a stick of incense, and half an hour, the seven Yunchens were still jogging, and none of them fell during the period.

  In this regard, Yan Zheng is very satisfied.

  When the eight people of Ye Feiran jogged around the college, two hours have passed, which shows how old the college is.

  "Take a break for the incense stick, and then continue to run. Anyway, if you don't finish ten laps today, you can't go back to the dormitory." Yan Zheng said with a smile.

  Yunchen, they bent over, put their hands on their knees and panted. They looked up and saw Yan Zheng smiling, they only felt very awkward, but they could only think about it.

  Han Xize gasped for a while, then cried and said with a sad face, "If I did not make a mistake, it takes one and a half hours to run a lap, then we will run to tomorrow this time, we haven't finished ten laps yet!"

   Hearing that, Jiang Yinghan and others' complexions changed instantly, not knowing, but frightening.

   After a lap, Ye Feiran, who was still not panting, soothed, “It will inevitably take a little longer for the first time. I believe that the next lap will take less time than the next lap. We will definitely be able to run ten laps tonight.”

   "Little Ye Zi said right, we must run faster than once." Yun Chen said immediately.

  The eight people looked at each other, instantly full of confidence.

After Ye Feiran drank the water, he walked to Situ Yu and asked, "Situ, are your legs tired?"

   "Tired, very tired! I'm afraid I can't run anymore." Situ Yu nodded as if pounding garlic, reaching out to pat his calf.

   Ye Feiran's lips slightly tick, "I'll give you an injection, which can relieve fatigue."

   "Really?" Situ Yu's eyes lit up for an instant, and then quickly took off his boots and rolled up his trouser legs, completely ignorant of the male teammates beside him.

   Seeing this, Yun Chen, Han Xize, Nalan Weiran, and Mu Ge looked away from them in a tacit understanding, don’t look at any indecent!

  The next moment, they thought of another question, isn’t Xiao Ye Zi also a male?

  Not only did he watch it, he might also touch Situ's leg! ! !

  Thinking of this, the four people turned their heads at the same time, and they saw Ye Feiran holding Situ Yu's slender white legs with one hand and putting the needle with the other.

  Nalan Weiran was anxious, but thought that Ye Feiran was to help relieve fatigue, so she had to swallow it when she reached her throat.

   Ye Feiran, who was seriously administering the needle, didn't know what they thought, but even if he knew it, it was just a smile.

  It’s just the calf, what's the big deal, God knows that many beauties in previous lives wore bikinis.

   Situ Yu watched Ye Feiran apply the needle, the corners of her mouth became wider and wider.

  When Ye Feiran closed the needle, she immediately said, "Feiran, I don’t feel tired at all on my legs, you are amazing!"

   "Thank you for your compliment!" Ye Feiran responded, his eyes falling on Jiang Yinghan.

  Just now, Jiang Yinghan watched the whole process and found that Ye Feiran needed spiritual power. He couldn't help but worry, "Little Ye Zi, how much spiritual power does one need to consume? Are you tired?"

Hearing, Ye Feiran’s lips raised slightly, “Relieving fatigue is just a small matter, and it won’t consume a lot of spiritual power. After I give you the injections later, I can eat a heavenly spirit fruit, not to mention that we can’t use spiritual energy for running. Powerful, it doesn't have much effect."

   "Really?" Jiang Yinghan was still dubious.

   Ye Feiran looked at Jiang Yinghan quietly, and stopped talking.

  After a while, Jiang Yinghan was defeated, sat down silently, took off his boots, rolled up his trouser legs, and Ye Feiran immediately gave her the needle.

  When the needle was closed, Tang Mengtong had already taken off his boots, rolled up his trouser legs and waited, but...

  "Little Leaf, would you like to take a break?"

   "No, I will do my best to give you a rest after the injection."

   After finishing speaking, Ye Feiran didn't forget to glance at the four Yun Chen, the meaning was very obvious.

  So, when Ye Feiran gave Tang Mengtong the needle, the four of Yunchen had already taken off their boots, rolled up their trouser legs and waited aside.

  Ye Feiran gave all her friends the injections, and only five minutes of rest time were left. She immediately took out the Tianlingguo to eat, and at the same time did not forget to give each of her friends one.

   Yan Zheng saw their every move and was very pleased at first, and then saw that Ye Feiran was divided into a heavenly spirit fruit, only thought she was generous.

  The next moment, Ye Feiran's voice came over immediately.

   "Teacher Yan, give you the heavenly spirit fruit."

  As soon as the voice fell, ten heavenly spirit fruits flew towards Yanzheng at the same time.

   Yan Zheng waved his hand, caught them all, with a smile on his face, this kid is really good at being a human being.

   Yan Zheng took a bite of the Heavenly Spirit Fruit, his eyes widened slightly, "Tsk, tusk, the Heavenly Spirit cultivated by Old Man Qin is really different."

When he finished eating a heavenly spirit fruit, he immediately said, "The rest time is up, you continue to run, this time the old man will not follow you, you should be careful, if you fall into the bush of thorns, the old man will not fall from the sky to save you. ."

  Everyone: "..."

  Can they say that Teacher Yan has no conscience?

   Immediately afterwards, the Yan Zheng figure got farther and farther away in the unbelievable sight of Ye Feiran's eight people.

  Yes, Yan Zheng flew away!

   "Uh...Teacher Yan really doesn't care about us?"

  The corners of the pastoral's mouth twitched slightly. Isn't Teacher Yan not worried that they are lazy?

   Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, "Let’s continue running! Try to go back to the dormitory to rest soon."

  Next, the eight Ye Feiran continued to run. After each lap, Ye Feiran gave them needles to relieve fatigue, otherwise they didn't know when to run.

  Before night fell, the eight Ye Feiran were watched by other first-year freshmen, because starting tomorrow, they will also have long-distance running training.

Before   Chou Shi, the eight Ye Feiran finally finished ten laps, so they spent a total of seven hours on the ten-lap long-distance running and the rest time.

  Han Xize eased his breath and lay on the ground, sighing, "I never thought that one day I would run for seven hours without spiritual power. It was too unexpected!"

   Hearing, Ye Feiran's lips twitched slightly. This kind of long-distance running can only be done by cultivators.

  After Ye Feiran gave them the needles, the eight talents went back to the dormitory slowly, and everyone felt a lot of emotion along the way.

  (End of this chapter)