Everyone's eyes were bulging, and their mouths were so wide open, they could almost fit an apple inside.
And on the track, Chen Feng and Wang Zhe were still desperately racing.
Both of them were like robots, seemingly oblivious to fatigue.
Whatever speed Chen Feng increased, Wang Zhe increased just as much, refusing to show weakness.
Soon, there were less than five hundred meters left.
The distance between them and the others had also widened considerably.
"Kid, you're struggling to hold on now, aren't you? I know you're at the end of your rope. Don't pretend you're not. I am an athlete who the provincial sports team plans to focus on. How could I possibly lose to an amateur like you?"
"Let me tell you the truth, I've only used half my strength so far. Do you think you're my match? This first place is definitely mine. Just give up!"
Wang Zhe wiped the sweat from his forehead while running and looked at Chen Feng as he spoke.
"What if I say no?" Chen Feng said lightly.
