The commotion here drew the attention of many people around. Upon hearing that there would be a contest, everyone got excited. Don’t be fooled by the exhausting military training; during breaks, everyone is still brimming with energy, loudly enthusiastic. Earlier, people were already competing in push-ups.
"Push-up competition, soone just did a hundred."
"A hundred is nothing. Anyone who’s trained can easily do a hundred. Not interesting."
"I think the 100-ter sprint is better, let’s see who is the real land flyer."
"We aren’t professional sprinters. What’s so great about a 100-ter race? Long-distance running is more revealing. Whether soone’s a real man or not, just run a dozen laps, and you’ll see."
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The parties involved hadn’t said anything yet, but the bystanders were already chattering away, so even suggesting a combat competition—all looking for so excitent.
The gathering of many students also attracted instructors from other classes. One instructor joked, "Xiao Zhuang, your class is lively, what competition are you having again?"
Xiao Zhuang referred to Zhuang Yuan. Zhuang Yuan glared at him and said, "Old Chen, these students are from your class, right? They knew our class has more girls and still ca to challenge us. Are you deliberately trying to embarrass ?" He referred to the students led by Zhao Weitao.
Instructor Chen felt wronged and said, "Xiao Zhuang, you’re unfair to . This is their personal behavior. Actually, there’s nothing bad about it. We often have competitions during military training. Only through competitions can we see the training effects."
"Then should I challenge you first?" Zhuang Yuan retorted.
"What’s so interesting about a contest between us old soldiers? We should watch them and see the physical fitness of current college students." Instructor Chen laughed.
"Instructor Chen, I won’t let you down." Zhao Weitao said loudly, looking serious, but he was actually thrilled inside because he was about to trample Lin Tian and show Xiao Manxuan who the real man is.
"Hey, don’t exaggerate. No one even knows what the competition is yet," Instructor Chen corrected.
Zhao Weitao looked at Lin Tian and said confidently, "Since there are more girls in Class One of Biological Science, ladies first. They can choose any event for the competition. Of course, if he doesn’t have any special skills, the girls from his class can compete while the big guys cheer on from the sidelines."
"20 kiloters ard cross-country." Lin Tian said calmly.
The simple words stunned everyone, who then believed Lin Tian had misspoken, except for Xiao Manxuan.
"Lin Tian, are you crazy? You’re not a special forces soldier. Finishing a 20 kiloters ard cross-country would exhaust you." He Xiaofei muttered, while Mu Binglan furrowed her brows looking at him.
Actually, special forces rarely perform 20 kiloters ard cross-country. Everyday training is mostly within ten kiloters, five kiloters and ten kiloters of weighted cross-country, with a load of thirty kilograms—around sixty pounds—plus weapons, helts, communication devices. The total weight is almost the sa as an adult woman.
Only during special training do special forces undertake 20 kiloters or even 30 kiloters ard cross-country training. He Xiaofei, being knowledgeable on the subject, cautioned Lin Tian because ordinary people can’t complete it. Forget about 20 kiloters; even less than half would be impossible since ordinary people aren’t professionally trained.
Even if one has no concept of this type of training, they still know how long 20 kiloters is.
Zhao Weitao deliberately rubbed his ears and asked, "You said what competition?"
"20 kiloters ard cross-country." Lin Tian raised his voice again, and now even the bystanders heard clearly.
"Haha, haha..." Zhao Weitao laughed awkwardly, "20 kiloters ard cross-country, are you joking? Do you think you’re a special forces soldier? A Soldier King?"
"Are we competing or not? If not, then leave. Don’t waste my ti," Lin Tian said coldly.
Zhuang Yuan and other instructors exchanged glances, surprised by Lin Tian’s sudden aggressive move—it’s not a common hardball.
The first to provoke was Zhao Weitao. If he really "left" at this point, he’d lose face, especially in front of freshn across the campus. Sooner or later, the story would spread to sophomores, juniors, and seniors, and the whole school would know he made a high-profile challenge but backed down before it even started.
Zhao Weitao was now stuck in a tricky situation, with the bystanders wearing gleeful expressions.
However, he soon realized that if he couldn’t finish the run, Lin Tian surely couldn’t either. This challenge isn’t sothing ordinary people can complete; he just needed to last longer than Lin Tian to win.
With that thought, Zhao Weitao regained his composure and his confidence returned to his face, "Alright, let’s compete in a 20-kiloter ard cross-country."
"Wow..." As soon as he said it, the crowd burst into cheers, amazed by the madness of this competition.
"Brother Zhao is fierce!" a group of boys shouted, all classmates of Zhao Weitao, joined by several dical students.
"Lin Tian is a real man!" the girls from Biological Science Class One shouted back, refusing to be outdone, joined by classmates from the Life Sciences Academy. Together, they cheered for Lin Tian, matching the montum of the dical students.
The roar of students from both the Life Sciences Academy and dical School echoed across the entire track. Even students passing outside were drawn by the noise to stop and watch.
Freshn from other schools also gathered to watch the commotion; people naturally love a spectacle.
Instructors hadn’t expected things to escalate this far, and after shouting a few tis, they suppressed their classes’ cheers, restoring so calm to the scene.
Instructor Chen quietly said to Zhuang Yuan, "Xiao Zhuang, we can’t really let them do 20 kiloters ard cross-country—the gear alone would crush them."
Zhuang Yuan nodded, "I know."
After discussing with Instructor Chen, he spoke to Lin Tian and Zhao Weitao, "I truly admire your courage, but conditions for a 20 kiloters ard cross-country aren’t mature here. We don’t have the gear for you to carry, nor forested mountains."
"So, you’ll compete along the track with the goal still being 20 kiloters. But it’s just a target; you don’t need to finish. Whoever is the first to give up loses." Zhuang Yuan said loudly.
Zhao Weitao secretly rejoiced—this was precisely what he wanted. Under these rules, he was confident he could beat Lin Tian.
"I have no objections; we’ll compete as the instructor suggested. However, since Lin Tian proposed the competition, he has to agree too." Zhao Weitao was elated inside but outwardly calm.
Everyone looked at Lin Tian to see if he would agree. Many thought he was just bluffing to scare off Zhao Weitao, and if he really had to face it, he might back down.
It was akin to card drinking gas: the banker bluffed with small cards, raising the stakes to overwhelm others and make them voluntarily fold.
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