Fifty laps…sixty laps…
Qian Jin lifted his head to look at the sky. When will this end? Its better finish running soon, or else there will be more onlookers.
What the hell was he doing? Seeing that Qian Jin had increased his speed all of a sudden, the onlookers were all caught confounded and wondered what he was intending to do. Had he decided to make an all-out sprint? Why was he doing this when it wasn't only one or two laps for him to finish the goal of one hundred?
One lap…five laps…ten laps…fifteen laps…
The warriors standing by opened their eyes extremely wide. To carry out an all-out sprint meant exerting one's full strength which might be consumed in a short time. Did this bloke feel exhausted doing so?
