Outside the field, there were many people gathered around the horizontal bar to watch the show.
"F*ck. 50 a minute? He's not a sports student, but an elite student of Class 1?"
"Even sports students aren't that impressive, right? Didn't you see that Wang Lingyu only has 27 after putting in so much effort?"
Feng Jue completed the last pull-up and landed steadily. He turned around and walked towards Wang Lingyu's direction.
Wang Lingyu subconsciously took half a step back.
A smile appeared in Feng Jue's clear eyes. He looked very obedient and soft, but his words were cold, "Who's trash now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Mao took the lead and shouted excitedly, "Wang Lingyu of course!"
The others echoed, "Who said that Class 1's pull-ups combined aren't as much as yours? Feng Jue alone can crush you!"
