The blonde female student had finished with a time of 11.50 seconds by her eleventh lap and stopped first. She used to hang around with those spoiled brats, but her father was an army officer who had pushed her to engage in sports from a young age, so her physical abilities were much better than the average person's.
Several other students, after running for a while, finally gave in and collapsed, carried off by others.
The scene before Xia You was so familiar, it was as if she were back to her first year running a marathon, yet the circumstances she faced had changed. What awaited her wasn't a marathon with a distance of several tens of kilometers and a clear endpoint, but repeated sprints of a hundred meters.
"Lieutenant Colonel, she has run more than twenty laps already," Ren Minghang had endured for a long time, watching Xia You sprint pointlessly over and over. Her complexion looked terrible, and her running form was on the verge of collapsing.
