On the second floor of the training building, there were many students training as well.
Wang Teng's eyes swept across the floor, and his eyes suddenly lit up as he saw a familiar figure.
It was an agile fatty!
At this moment, he was running wildly on the track.
He had also become an intermediate Martial Disciple. No wonder he wasn't on the first floor the whole day yesterday, he was on the second floor.
"Good morning, fatty!"
Wang Teng greeted him as if he was an old acquaintance.
When the fatty heard the voice, he turned his head and his face immediately changed, "Why is it this guy!"
He pretended not to see Wang Teng, and without saying a word, he ran even faster.
Wang Teng watched as the fatty ran, completely unaware of the attribute bubbles dropping behind him. He was very happy.
He used the basic movement technique and ran behind the fatty while picking up the attributes.
【Speed x6】
【Speed x7】
【Basic movement technique x3】
【Speed x6】
… …
"After becoming an intermediate Martial Disciple, this fatty dropped even more attribute points. This means that the higher one's strength, the more attribute points they drop."
Wang Teng thought to himself.
If that was the case, then the second floor would definitely pick up more attribute points than the first floor!
After all, everyone here was an intermediate Martial Disciple.
With this, it wouldn't take long for him to become an advanced Martial Disciple, and he would be one step closer to becoming an official Martial Disciple.
"Why are you always sticking to me like a dog skin plaster? Are you done yet? "
The fatty's angry voice in front of him pulled Wang Teng back from his thoughts.
"Hehe, what's the point of training alone? Why don't we compete and see who takes less time to run ten laps? Do you want to join? "Wang Teng said.
The fatty was about to refuse, but he rolled his eyes and said, "If you lose, then stay away from me and let me train alone."
"Okay!"
Wang Teng agreed and said, "What if you lose?"
"What a joke, how could I lose!" The fatty said disdainfully.
"It's good to be confident, but since you put forward your conditions, I naturally have my own. Competition is all about fairness, don't you think so?" Wang Teng said.
"Then what do you want?" The fatty frowned and asked.
"Very simple, if you lose, I don't want anything from you, just call me boss." Wang Teng said.
"Okay, as long as you can win, you can call me whatever you want." The fatty patted his chest and agreed.
Wang Teng laughed in his heart — the loser will call you daddy.
"There's a timer on the side, I'll go find someone."
As Fatty spoke, he walked to the side and said a few words to a student who was in the middle of training, asking the student to help him time it.
The student nodded and followed Fatty to the side of the track.
"Get ready. When I say start, you can run," the student said as he stood beside the timer.
The two nodded.
Fatty began to prepare. He shook his legs and relaxed his muscles.
In the end, his fat jiggled.
When the rest of the students saw that the two were about to compete, they all gathered around the track to watch the show.
When they saw the fatty's fat jiggling, they couldn't help but laugh.
"This fatty, he's so fat yet he's learning movement skills and training speed, I don't know what he's thinking."
"But you don't say, this fatty has some ability, he runs faster than a rabbit."
… …
Hearing the discussion, the fatty's face couldn't help but show a proud expression.
He glanced at Wang Teng provocatively. He stood on the spot with his back straight. He didn't even start running.
Wang Teng smiled, also standing in place, casually asking: "Fatty, what's your name?"
"My name is Wu Liang!" The fatty pointed at his nose and said.
"Remember this name, otherwise you won't even know who you lost to."
Then he asked: "What about you?"
"My name is Wang Teng, if you lose remember to call me boss!" Wang Teng smiled.
"Tsk!" Wu Liang rolled his eyes in disdain.
Suddenly, a loud shout came from the side.
"Get ready … run!"
Although Wang Teng and the fatty were talking, the moment the voice came, they both jumped out at the same time.
The faces of the people beside them changed slightly.
Both of them were very fast, in an instant, they rushed out dozens of meters.
They kept running at high speed, not conserving their strength just because they ran ten laps, saving it for the final sprint.
Because this was a timed race, it was a competition of time.
Moreover, people who practiced martial arts were full of energy, running ten laps was a piece of cake.
Although Wu Liang was fat, he was not slow at all. On the contrary, his speed was even faster than everyone present.
There were not many people who could train their movement skills and speed to his level.
That was why the surrounding students' faces changed.
He was indeed the fatty who was as fast as the wind.
Many people sighed in their hearts.
When they looked at Wang Teng, their expressions were also extremely surprised.
They already knew about the fatty, even if they were surprised, they could accept it quickly. However, Wang Teng was an unfamiliar face, it was very likely that he had just become an intermediate martial disciple.
However, this new intermediate martial disciple was actually able to run on par with Wu Liang, it was quite amazing.
Wait, Wu Liang also seemed to have just become an intermediate martial disciple!
He just went up to the second floor yesterday.
In that case, both of them were young newbies!
Were all newbies so fierce nowadays?
Were they still giving these old people a way out?
The waves behind would push the waves in front, and the waves in front would die on the beach.
A sorrowful atmosphere suddenly filled the air between the few Intermediate Martial Disciples.
"This newbie is still a little weaker than Wu Liang." Someone commented.
"It's hard to say. Although he has been lagging behind, he has been hanging on tightly behind the fatty. Didn't you notice that the distance between him and the fatty was never more than twenty meters?"
"Hey, if you didn't mention it, I wouldn't have noticed!"
Those few people looked at Wang Teng in surprise, looking closely, he did not look like he was struggling at all.
Wang Teng did not give it his all, he was lagging behind Wu Liang mainly to pick up the attributes.
Moreover, the purpose of this competition was to let Wu Liang drop more attributes.
He had more or less figured out how to use the cheat.
If he wanted these "monsters" to drop more attributes, he would have to make them train harder, or …
Hit them directly, the harder you hit them, the more attributes they would drop!
The latter point was inspired by the malicious youth last night, but it still needed to be verified.
After all, he could not just randomly find someone to beat up.
In order to get rid of Wang Teng, Wu Liang put in extra effort in this competition. As expected, he dropped a lot of attributes, almost all of them dropping.
[Basic Body Movement * 2]
[Speed * 5]
[Speed * 6]
[Basic Body Movement * 4]
[Speed * 7]
…
Wang Teng felt like he was playing Temple Run, each of the attribute bubbles were like gold coins.
Ding ding ding ding ding sounds seemed to ring in his ears.
As he ran, he picked up the attributes, his attributes kept increasing. Not only did he not feel tired, but he also felt more energetic.
This was also the reason why he dared to compete with the fatty.
I'm cheating, if I lose, I can't afford to lose face.
When the spectating students saw Wang Teng's smile, their expressions suddenly became strange.
This guy was walking a dog … No, he was walking the fatty!
All that was missing was a chain.
Wu Liang did not notice anything strange at all. Seeing Wang Teng lagging behind him, he turned back and laughed, "Little guy, I already said you were not my match, you just had to ask for it!"
Whoosh ~
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed past him.
The smile on the fatty's face instantly froze.
His eyes widened, and his mouth opened wide, only spitting out a word after a long time.
"F * ck!"
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