Not a Second Off

What the hell did you say?

What is he saying?!

Kang BiSi and the students in the formation almost simultaneously froze.

Even Wang Cheng had an indescribable expression on his face.

"What are you talking about?"

Finally, Wang Cheng couldn't help but ask a question.

"I'm starting my sprint."

Mu Fan said something again, which caused everyone in the formation to reach a climax simultaneously.

He seemed to be saying... "Let's start the sprint now?"

"Sprinting for 24 laps?"

"I admit I laughed during the 48km sprint."

"That was way too much of a show-off."

A group of boys who disliked Mu Fan spoke up, saying that this wasn't the way to grab attention.

As expected, Wang Cheng coldly stared at Mu Fan, his tone completely unwavering. "If you think you can do it, then go for it. I'm looking forward to it."

The last four words, spoken with a playful tone, drew laughter from some people.

But then Wang Nuonuo suddenly shouted, "Mu Fan!"

This unique way of speaking drew a warning look from Wang Cheng and caused gasps of surprise from the boys in the formation.

"You're still defending that kid like this, my goddess, it breaks my heart!"

"I'm going to expose that show-off's true colors."

While the group was discussing, a thin boy looked at his companions with a puzzled expression, thinking to himself: Am I the only one who noticed the boy with the Rocket Head next to me?

I must say, Kang BiSi probably having a really bad time right now.

Your boasting is so outrageous it could kill someone.

However, Mu Fan did not disappoint him; the boasting that was not yet finished continued.

Hearing Wang Nuonuo's cheers, Mu Fan slowly extended his left arm and gave a thumbs up.

This silent gesture was telling Wang Nuonuo: I understand.

He bent down again, took a deep breath, and silently recited in his mind:

Three, two, one!

Bang!

A figure suddenly appears!

A gust of wind suddenly rose from the ground. Rocket Bro Combis, who had already exceeded ten meters, suddenly felt a strong gust of air blow past him, and then saw a blur rushing forward.

I just grabbed a big blade of grass.

He just heard it too, 48 kilometers, that's the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

The silence within the formation was eerily profound.

Eve, with her delicate features and flowing blonde hair, looked at Mu Fan's retreating figure with curiosity and whispered, "She's amazing."

Upon hearing this, Wang Nuonuo, with her sharp ears, turned around and proudly said, "She is really amazing."

"Ha, even though he's your friend, do you really think you can maintain this sprint speed? Forty-eight kilometers per hour, are you kidding me?"

Following the harsh remark, Wang Nuonuo looked over and saw a brown-haired girl next to Eve who clearly wore eye makeup. Her thin lips and slightly high cheekbones made her face look quite sharp.

"I believe him!!"

"Hehe, we'll wait and see. Eve, you'd better keep your eyes open and don't get fooled." The brown-haired girl replied with a grin and then ignored Wang Nuonuo.

Wang Nuonuo turned around angrily and continued her posture training.

The people continued their training, but their minds were completely focused on the silent contest between Mu Fan and the officer.

Mu Fan's figure swept past the Combat Department like the wind once again, and the students in the Combat Department were craning their necks to search for Kang BiSi's figure.

The Rocket Head was only visible eight seconds later.

"Rocket Bro, you're no good! Run faster, hahaha!"

"Kang BiSi, unleash your rocket power!"

Hearing his companions' jeers, Rocket Head Kang BiSi roared, "Don't you understand the concept of 'building strength before unleashing it' and 'surpassing the competition'?!"

The only response he received was a burst of laughter. Even the instructor was amused by his antics, knowing that this Rocket Head haircut was about to be put through the wringer.

Inside the First Circular Stadium, where over ten thousand people were gathered, these cadets and officers finally saw Mu Fan's swift and unstoppable figure once again, even more ferocious, more volatile, and more awe-inspiring than before!

The blue-gray training uniform was like a bolt of lightning!

"This kid... he's going to fly."

"An officer muttered."

That's right, Mu Fan is determined to fly!

His eyes were calm and indifferent, and not a single drop of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Their breathing was long and deep, their steps were terrifyingly precise, each step almost a perfect mechanical replica.

The surge of power and heat emanating from the muscles of the limbs seems endless.

For Mu Fan, running is simply an instinct in his life.

Back on the Luoqie Star, in order to survive, we would travel through the wasteland every night under the starlight.

To survive, they run towards the rising sun every day in the darkest hour of the morning.

To survive, on the Zicui Star, he raced against Star Beast and chased and slaughtered winged beasts high in the sky!

To survive, on Planet 131, he raced against the swarm of larvae and swept away hundreds of Zerg with Thousand Scorching Rain in the desolate land!

His feet and his hands were Mu Fan's strongest support as he stood in Dingchuan.

Now, for the first time, he doesn't have to run for survival. This is so that his friends won't suffer any injustice. So what does it matter if he is misunderstood?

As for whether others would misunderstand and think he was showing off, Mu Fan never thought about that. He only cared about whether he and the people around him were doing well.

In his world, there is only him and his companions!

It's just running, isn't it?

Just run!

With an unwavering gaze, he moved like lightning past Wang Cheng amidst the stares of the crowd.

The boy, who had just been made to stand as punishment, couldn't help but glance at his watch again.

"Oh my god, 3.3 minutes! 2 kilometers!"

With a loud thud, Wang Cheng delivered a heavy kick to his buttocks, but it did not affect the boy's enthusiastic tone in the slightest.

As for the other formations, before they could settle down and return to Military Training mode, they were once again seen running like the wind.

His dark, tousled hair was blown back by the strong airflow, revealing his calm yet resolute profile.

"This guy is really... kind of handsome!"

"I want to know which class he's in?"

Mu Fan finally attracted the attention of some girls.

As for the fifth formation of the Mecha Department, someone finally recognized Mu Fan. It was the boy who sat next to Mu Fan in the large classroom that morning.

He stared at Mu Fan in disbelief. Wasn't this the guy who sat next to him this morning?

Isn't he a special admission student? Why is he running here?

Holy crap, the instructor is a total freak! So this is what their special training is all about. Shivering, the boy quickly erased the envious thoughts that had been swirling in his mind.

Fourth lap!

Mu Fan swept past the Medical Department again, this time drawing his attention to the Medical Department of beautiful women there.

Chu Chu covered her cherry-like mouth in surprise.

All she could hear were the murmurs of discussion; clearly, Mu Fan's completely abnormal running posture had attracted the attention of these top students in the Medical Department.

Coupled with Mu Fan's handsome appearance, some people have already started to swoon over him.

However, many more people were alarmed as they analyzed Mu Fan's physical condition.

This person absolutely cannot be a normal person!

What exactly is this guy trying to do?

Mu Fan, transformed into lightning, swept past the Starship First Formation, leaving behind a casual remark.

"Fourth lap."

Wang Cheng froze, looking at the boy he had just kicked.

"How many minutes?"

"Three minutes exactly! Not a second off..." The boy who was called out stared blankly at his watch, clearly remembering Mu Fan's time in the previous round.