Under the attention of everyone, Liu Feng raised his right hand and clenched his palm into a firm fist in the air. "Students, Brother Feng has not disappointed your expectations. I won this game, and for the glory of our Chinese department, I will continue to win."

Wow!

When Liu Feng said this, the cheers immediately rang.

"Brother Feng is so good, you are so awesome!"

"Brother Feng, you are the pride of our Chinese department!"

"Liu Feng, I will continue to win, we support you!"

Another instructor Jia Long narrowed his eyes and suddenly shouted: "Shut up, why do you guys do you guys?"

cut!

At this moment, a collective boo was heard from the two Chinese teams.

The military training of freshmen, the absolute authority of the instructor, was faced with a huge challenge at this time in the training ground of the Chinese Department of Donghai University of Science and Technology.

Jia Long had a gloomy face and turned his head to look at Zheng Yong on the runway.

At this time, Zheng Yong had just lying up from the track and was struggling to remove the weight-bearing backpack on his body. He was like a defeated rooster, and he was depressed.

well!

Jia Long sighed, then looked at Liu Feng, "Liu Feng, Zheng Yong is too tired, I'm afraid he can't compete with you immediately. So, how about we fight first? If you are tired, I'll allow you to rest for ten minutes."

"I don't need to rest for a rookie like you."
Chapter completed!