They'd run 25 laps and passed 5,000 meters.
The spectating students could no longer stand and sat on the ground.
However, Chen Zhao and Grint were still running on the track.
Chen Zhao was still chattering away, but Grint was already exhausted.
His rhythm was completely disrupted by Chen Zhao. He should've slowed down after 3,000 meters to conserve his energy.
But because of Chen Zhao's voice, he forgot to slow down.
"Asshole, can you shut up?" Grint finally exploded.
"You don't want to listen to me? Fine, I'll run further. "Chen Zhao suddenly sped up.
Chen Zhao left Grint behind. Grint was surprised that Chen Zhao still had the energy to speed up.
And at such a fast speed. Was he using his last bit of energy to sprint?
Unfortunately, there were still 4,000 meters to the finish line. If he sprinted like this, he'd only die faster.
But soon, Chen Zhao's voice came from behind Grint.
"Oh, what a coincidence. I see you again." Chen Zhao ran alongside Grint again.
Grint looked at Chen Zhao in shock. Then he turned to the stands. "Did he take a shortcut?"
Eveleigh waved her hand. Not only did she see it, but everyone else also saw it. Chen Zhao had really taken a big detour and was one lap ahead of Grint.
This meant that if Chen Zhao could last until the end, he'd definitely win.
All the students' faces were ashen, because this meant that …
They were going to lose money again …
Indeed, just as they'd feared, Grint suddenly fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth.
Chen Zhao immediately stopped and checked Grint's condition. Then he waved at the other students.
He'd thought that Grint could at least last 10,000 meters. After all, that was what he'd trained in.
He didn't think that Grint would actually start foaming at the mouth with only 10 laps left.
Thankfully, he was fine. He was just severely dehydrated.
Chen Zhao walked up to Eveleigh and grinned. "I win, right?"
"You said you can't run 5,000 meters?"
"I did better today," Chen Zhao said, grinning. "But can you find a professional next time?"
Eveleigh saw that Chen Zhao's breathing was smooth. This didn't look like someone who could only run 5,000 meters.
"I'm so happy. I won again." Chen Zhao started counting money again.
Eveleigh was about to go crazy. She had never seen such a shameless person.
The eyes of all the students who had lost money were even redder.
"Shameless."
"Despicable."
Eveleigh pointed at him indignantly. "You've been hiding your strength."
"What do you mean by hiding your strength? When did I hide my strength? "
"You're obviously good at long-distance running. You're obviously good at long jump.
"And then? I said that I practiced long jump in elementary school, and I said that I'm not sure if I can run ten thousand meters. Is this considered hiding my strength? "
"You're twisting words and forcing logic."
"Alright, let's begin the third round. If you win one more round, the competition will be over, right? What's the next round? Let's hurry up. "
Eveleigh turned to look at the other students. Most of them were avoiding her gaze.
They weren't confident that they could beat Chen Zhao now. Who knew if he knew other events?
If he were to be defeated by an outsider in his field of expertise, then it would be very embarrassing.
Chen Zhao looked at Eveleigh and then at the students. "Doesn't UCLA have anyone who's good at sports? Losing to an outsider like me in two events in a row, isn't it embarrassing? "
All the students were agitated by Chen Zhao's words. They clenched their fists, their eyes filled with anger.
"I'll compete in basketball with you! Street basketball! "another tall guy shouted.
Chen Zhao glanced at him. "Buddy, you know that reasonable collisions are allowed in basketball, right? If you don't want to go to the hospital, you better behave yourself. "
Even though Bai Chen was much shorter than him, Chen Zhao still threatened him bluntly.
"Tarik, forget it." Eveleigh didn't plan on letting her classmate get hurt. She knew that Chen Zhao had sent Tiger to the infirmary.
Tiger was even taller and stronger than Tarik, but he still couldn't avoid getting hurt. If he really had to play basketball with Chen Zhao, Chen Zhao might not be able to beat Tarik.
But he definitely had a way to win. Given how shameless he was …
So, if they had to compete, they had to compete on physical resistance.
Just then, another student walked out. He wasn't as tall as Tiger. He wasn't even as tall as Chen Zhao, but he was very strong. Very, very strong.
"Let me."
Eveleigh's eyes brightened. She could have this one.
Harrison was the strongest person in the school. He'd even won the national weightlifting competition.
He currently held the national record for the 94kg category. His snatch record was 145kg and his clean and jerk record was 210kg. His clean and jerk had reached the Olympic standard.
He was only slightly weaker in the snatch. Recently, he'd been practicing the snatch and was planning to apply for the next Olympics.
"Compete in what? Wrestling? "Chen Zhao's first impression when he saw Harrison was that he practiced wrestling.
"Weightlifting," Harrison said.
"That's too much. What's his physique? What's mine? We're not even in the same weight class. How can we compete? "
"You're the one who said that our classmate was defeated by an outsider. What, are you scared now? Are you going to back down? "
"But you can't ignore the rules."
"Then I don't care. How about you admit defeat and continue to the next one?"
"There's no such thing as admitting defeat in my dictionary."
"Then you better add it now."
Now, Eveleigh could finally hold her head high.
At least, she could make Chen Zhao lose one round.
She could also enjoy the pleasure of mocking Chen Zhao.
"Does anyone want to bet now? I'll definitely lose this round. "
As soon as he said that, Eveleigh immediately had a bad feeling.
Given this asshole's money-grubbing personality, if he wasn't confident, why would he start a bet?
But no matter how she looked at it, it didn't seem possible.
This guy's physique didn't seem stronger than Harrison's.
Unlike Bob and Grint, the two of them were at the professional level, which meant that they were stronger than ordinary people. However, compared to professional athletes, they were still weaker.
However, Harrison was different. He was a professional athlete and had even reached the Olympic level.
"Harrison, are you confident?"
"Of course. A small guy like him can't beat me." Harrison was very confident in his strength.
"You have to win this round!" Eveleigh said.
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