Chapter 11
On the second floor of the training building, there are also many students training.
Wang Teng glanced, his eyes suddenly brightened, and saw a familiar figure.
A flexible fat man!
Running on the runway at this time.
The other party has also been promoted to an intermediate warrior. No wonder I didn't see him on the first floor all day yesterday. It turned out that he came to the second floor.
"Fatty, good morning!"
Wang Teng greeted each other as if facing an old acquaintance.
When the fat man heard the voice, he turned his head and looked over, his expression changed immediately: "Why is it this guy!"
He pretended not to see Wang Teng, ran even faster without replying a word.
Wang Teng looked at the other party running, completely unaware that attribute bubbles were falling from the back of his buttocks, and felt very happy.
He used basic agility, ran behind the fat man, and picked up attributes at the same time.
【Speed*6】
【Speed*7】
[Basic movement *3]
【Speed*6】
...
"When promoted to an intermediate warrior, this fat man will drop more attribute points. In other words, the higher the strength, the more attribute points will be dropped."
Wang Teng thought to himself.
If this is the case, then there must be more properties picked up on the second floor than on the first floor!
After all, here are all intermediate warriors.
In this way, I believe that it will not take long to be promoted to a high-level warrior, and one step closer to being a formal warrior.
"Why are you always sticking to me like a dog skin plaster? Is it over?"
The fat man's angry voice pulled Wang Teng back from his thoughts.
"Hey, what's the point of training alone? Why don't we compare and run ten laps to see who spends less time? How about it? Are you coming or not?" Wang Teng said.
The fat man was about to refuse, rolled his eyes, and said, "If you lose, stay away from me and let me train alone."
"Can!"
Wang Teng agreed, and said again: "What if you lose?"
"Joke, how could I lose!" the fat man said disdainfully.
"Confidence is a good thing, but since you have raised conditions, I naturally have requirements. The competition is about fairness, right?" Wang Teng said
"Then what do you want?" the fat man asked with a frown.
"It's very simple, if you lose, I don't want anything from you, just call me the boss." Wang Teng said.
"Okay, as long as you can win, you can call me anything." Fatty agreed, patting his chest.
Wang Teng secretly smiled in his heart—you will call Dad when you lose.
"There's a timer next to it, I'm going to find someone to help us time it."
As the fat man said, he walked aside and said a few words to a student who was training, asking him to help with the timing.
The student nodded and followed the fat man to the edge of the track.
"Get ready, I'll start and you can run." The student stood beside the timer and said.
The two nodded.
The fat man began to prepare, shaking his legs and relaxing his muscles.
In the end, there was a flutter of fat.
Seeing that the two were about to compete, the rest of the students gathered around one after another and watched the excitement by the track.
They couldn't help laughing when they saw the fat man shaking his flesh.
"This fat man, he is so fat that he actually went to learn agility and speed. I don't know what he thinks?"
"But don't tell me, this fat man is a bit capable, he can run faster than a rabbit."
...
Hearing the discussion from the side, the fat man couldn't help but show a smug expression on his face.
He glanced at Wang Teng provocatively, and stood upright, not even making a start.
Wang Teng smiled, but also stood still, and asked casually, "Fatty, what's your name?"
"My name is Wu Liang!" The fat man said, pointing to his nose.
"Be sure to remember this name, so that you don't know who you lost to when you lose later."
Then he asked, "What about you?"
"My name is Wang Teng, remember to call the boss if you lose!" Wang Teng laughed.
"Tch!" Wu Liang rolled his eyes in disdain.
A loud shout suddenly came from the side.
"Get ready...run!"
Although Wang Teng and Fatty were talking, they jumped out at the same time when the voice sounded.
The face of the person next to him changed slightly.
The speed of both of them was very fast, and they rushed tens of meters away in an instant.
They kept running at high speed, and did not retain their energy for the last sprint just because they ran ten laps.
Because this is a timed run, the comparison is time.
What's more, people who practice martial arts have plenty of energy, running ten laps is just a trivial matter.
Although Wu Liang was fat, he was not dissatisfied with his running. On the contrary, his speed even surpassed everyone present.
There are very few people who have really trained their agility and speed to his level.
That's why the onlookers' expressions changed just now.
As expected of a fat man like the wind.
Many people sighed in their hearts.
And when they looked at Wang Teng, the expressions on their faces were also extremely surprised.
They already knew about Fatty, even if they were surprised, they could quickly accept it, but Wang Teng was a strange face, probably just becoming an intermediate warrior.
However, this newly promoted mid-level warrior was able to run on par with Wu Liang, which is quite remarkable.
Wait, Wu Liang seems to have just become an intermediate warrior!
He was on the second floor just yesterday.
In this way, both of them are pink and tender newcomers!
Are all newbies this fierce?
Will they give these old people a way to survive?
The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.
A sad atmosphere suddenly permeated among several intermediate warriors.
"This newcomer is worse than Wu Liang." Someone commented.
"It's hard to say. Although he has been lagging behind, he is hanging behind the fat man. You didn't realize that the distance he lagged behind has never exceeded 20 meters."
"Hey, if you don't tell me, you really haven't found out!"
Those people looked at Wang Teng behind in surprise, and after a closer look, he didn't seem to be struggling at all.
Wang Teng did not try his best and fell behind Wu Liang, mainly to pick up attributes.
And this competition itself is to make Wu Liang lose more attributes.
He had almost figured out some uses of the golden finger.
If you want these "little monsters" to drop more attributes, you have to train them harder, or...
Hit them directly, the harder you hit, the more explosions you may have!
The latter point was inspired by the shady youth last night, but it has yet to be verified.
After all, you can't just find someone to beat up.
In order to get rid of Wang Teng, Wu Liang ran extremely hard this time, and lost a lot of attributes, almost all the way.
[Basic movement *2]
【Speed*5】
【Speed*6】
【Basic movement *4】
【Speed*7】
...
Wang Teng felt like he was playing Temple Run, each attribute bubble was like a gold coin.
There seemed to be a jingling sound in the ear.
While running, he picked up attributes, and his own attributes continued to increase. Not only did he not feel tired, but he became more energetic.
This is also the reason why he dared to compete with the fat man.
Let's cheat, if we lose, we can't afford to lose this person.
The onlookers saw a smile on the corner of Wang Teng's mouth, and their expressions suddenly became strange.
This guy is totally walking the dog... no, walking the fat man!
Just one chain away.
Wu Liang didn't notice the abnormality at all. Seeing that Wang Teng had been lagging behind him, he turned his head and laughed and said, "Xiaomian, I said you were no longer an opponent, and you must seek abuse!"
Shh~
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed past him.
The smile on the fat man's face froze instantly.
His eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and it took him a long time to spit out a single word.
"Depend on!"
Wang Teng glanced, his eyes suddenly brightened, and saw a familiar figure.
A flexible fat man!
Running on the runway at this time.
The other party has also been promoted to an intermediate warrior. No wonder I didn't see him on the first floor all day yesterday. It turned out that he came to the second floor.
"Fatty, good morning!"
Wang Teng greeted each other as if facing an old acquaintance.
When the fat man heard the voice, he turned his head and looked over, his expression changed immediately: "Why is it this guy!"
He pretended not to see Wang Teng, ran even faster without replying a word.
Wang Teng looked at the other party running, completely unaware that attribute bubbles were falling from the back of his buttocks, and felt very happy.
He used basic agility, ran behind the fat man, and picked up attributes at the same time.
【Speed*6】
【Speed*7】
[Basic movement *3]
【Speed*6】
...
"When promoted to an intermediate warrior, this fat man will drop more attribute points. In other words, the higher the strength, the more attribute points will be dropped."
Wang Teng thought to himself.
If this is the case, then there must be more properties picked up on the second floor than on the first floor!
After all, here are all intermediate warriors.
In this way, I believe that it will not take long to be promoted to a high-level warrior, and one step closer to being a formal warrior.
"Why are you always sticking to me like a dog skin plaster? Is it over?"
The fat man's angry voice pulled Wang Teng back from his thoughts.
"Hey, what's the point of training alone? Why don't we compare and run ten laps to see who spends less time? How about it? Are you coming or not?" Wang Teng said.
The fat man was about to refuse, rolled his eyes, and said, "If you lose, stay away from me and let me train alone."
"Can!"
Wang Teng agreed, and said again: "What if you lose?"
"Joke, how could I lose!" the fat man said disdainfully.
"Confidence is a good thing, but since you have raised conditions, I naturally have requirements. The competition is about fairness, right?" Wang Teng said
"Then what do you want?" the fat man asked with a frown.
"It's very simple, if you lose, I don't want anything from you, just call me the boss." Wang Teng said.
"Okay, as long as you can win, you can call me anything." Fatty agreed, patting his chest.
Wang Teng secretly smiled in his heart—you will call Dad when you lose.
"There's a timer next to it, I'm going to find someone to help us time it."
As the fat man said, he walked aside and said a few words to a student who was training, asking him to help with the timing.
The student nodded and followed the fat man to the edge of the track.
"Get ready, I'll start and you can run." The student stood beside the timer and said.
The two nodded.
The fat man began to prepare, shaking his legs and relaxing his muscles.
In the end, there was a flutter of fat.
Seeing that the two were about to compete, the rest of the students gathered around one after another and watched the excitement by the track.
They couldn't help laughing when they saw the fat man shaking his flesh.
"This fat man, he is so fat that he actually went to learn agility and speed. I don't know what he thinks?"
"But don't tell me, this fat man is a bit capable, he can run faster than a rabbit."
...
Hearing the discussion from the side, the fat man couldn't help but show a smug expression on his face.
He glanced at Wang Teng provocatively, and stood upright, not even making a start.
Wang Teng smiled, but also stood still, and asked casually, "Fatty, what's your name?"
"My name is Wu Liang!" The fat man said, pointing to his nose.
"Be sure to remember this name, so that you don't know who you lost to when you lose later."
Then he asked, "What about you?"
"My name is Wang Teng, remember to call the boss if you lose!" Wang Teng laughed.
"Tch!" Wu Liang rolled his eyes in disdain.
A loud shout suddenly came from the side.
"Get ready...run!"
Although Wang Teng and Fatty were talking, they jumped out at the same time when the voice sounded.
The face of the person next to him changed slightly.
The speed of both of them was very fast, and they rushed tens of meters away in an instant.
They kept running at high speed, and did not retain their energy for the last sprint just because they ran ten laps.
Because this is a timed run, the comparison is time.
What's more, people who practice martial arts have plenty of energy, running ten laps is just a trivial matter.
Although Wu Liang was fat, he was not dissatisfied with his running. On the contrary, his speed even surpassed everyone present.
There are very few people who have really trained their agility and speed to his level.
That's why the onlookers' expressions changed just now.
As expected of a fat man like the wind.
Many people sighed in their hearts.
And when they looked at Wang Teng, the expressions on their faces were also extremely surprised.
They already knew about Fatty, even if they were surprised, they could quickly accept it, but Wang Teng was a strange face, probably just becoming an intermediate warrior.
However, this newly promoted mid-level warrior was able to run on par with Wu Liang, which is quite remarkable.
Wait, Wu Liang seems to have just become an intermediate warrior!
He was on the second floor just yesterday.
In this way, both of them are pink and tender newcomers!
Are all newbies this fierce?
Will they give these old people a way to survive?
The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.
A sad atmosphere suddenly permeated among several intermediate warriors.
"This newcomer is worse than Wu Liang." Someone commented.
"It's hard to say. Although he has been lagging behind, he is hanging behind the fat man. You didn't realize that the distance he lagged behind has never exceeded 20 meters."
"Hey, if you don't tell me, you really haven't found out!"
Those people looked at Wang Teng behind in surprise, and after a closer look, he didn't seem to be struggling at all.
Wang Teng did not try his best and fell behind Wu Liang, mainly to pick up attributes.
And this competition itself is to make Wu Liang lose more attributes.
He had almost figured out some uses of the golden finger.
If you want these "little monsters" to drop more attributes, you have to train them harder, or...
Hit them directly, the harder you hit, the more explosions you may have!
The latter point was inspired by the shady youth last night, but it has yet to be verified.
After all, you can't just find someone to beat up.
In order to get rid of Wang Teng, Wu Liang ran extremely hard this time, and lost a lot of attributes, almost all the way.
[Basic movement *2]
【Speed*5】
【Speed*6】
【Basic movement *4】
【Speed*7】
...
Wang Teng felt like he was playing Temple Run, each attribute bubble was like a gold coin.
There seemed to be a jingling sound in the ear.
While running, he picked up attributes, and his own attributes continued to increase. Not only did he not feel tired, but he became more energetic.
This is also the reason why he dared to compete with the fat man.
Let's cheat, if we lose, we can't afford to lose this person.
The onlookers saw a smile on the corner of Wang Teng's mouth, and their expressions suddenly became strange.
This guy is totally walking the dog... no, walking the fat man!
Just one chain away.
Wu Liang didn't notice the abnormality at all. Seeing that Wang Teng had been lagging behind him, he turned his head and laughed and said, "Xiaomian, I said you were no longer an opponent, and you must seek abuse!"
Shh~
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed past him.
The smile on the fat man's face froze instantly.
His eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and it took him a long time to spit out a single word.
"Depend on!"
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