Sweating Buckets

The sound of deep breathing could be heard resonating through the entire forest as some cadets were breathing hard like dead dogs.

It was almost one hour into the race and it just seemed as if the mountain was getting farther and farther. Some would tumble and fall but none extended a helping hand as they'll just pass by them.

At the foremost front, Zeras was running at a regular pace. Not too fast and not too slow as running too fast and he'll quickly be exhausted and if he also ran slowly, then he'll fail the time and end up being sent back to start again so he was more of jugging although even that was still pretty fast due to his high stats.

He couldn't even count how many students he already passed by who were on their knees trying to catch their breath but some cadets deeply surprised him.