"Shut up and run!"
Shen Qiuyue overtook him, her tone cold.
"Hey, Sister Qiuyue, are you made of iron or something? You're even faster than me!"
Sun Yang looked helpless, but his legs just couldn't move any faster.
"If you shut up and saved some energy, you might be able to run a little faster!"
Han Ruoxi passed him from behind, tossing out the comment with a smile.
Sun Yang sighed, lowered his head, and kept running, unable to stop himself from complaining under his breath.
'My teammates are all such good runners. How is an ordinary guy like me supposed to survive...?'
After the five-kilometer run, everyone was panting from exhaustion. Only Li Chang'an still looked as calm as ever.
"Ten-minute break. Prepare for combat sparring!"
Li Chang'an stood to the side, his fingers lightly tapping the hilt of his Saw Chain Sword.
"This time, we'll split into random pairs. Two-person matches. Don't hold back!"
Sun Yang plopped onto the ground, gasping for air.
