CHAPTER 11 – THE WEAKEST CLa.s.s PRESIDENT
Part 1
By the time Huo Yuhao was soaked with sweat and had started his tenth lap, w.a.n.g Dong was already ahead of him by three laps. Other students had all surpa.s.sed him by a lap, too. Many even threw scornful glances at him since they knew he was the weakest in cultivation.
But, at this time, the students at the front started slowing down. The more time pa.s.sed, the more the effects of the metal suits started showing. Even w.a.n.g Dong had a sweaty face.
The first few male students who were closely following w.a.n.g Dong had now fallen behind and even been surpa.s.sed by the students who were at the back.
Drops of sweat started to wet the ground. By the time half an hour had pa.s.sed, a weak-looking girl yelled out and collapsed on the ground. She tried to crawl up, but couldn’t do it no matter what.