The two had already run 25 laps, or five thousand meters.
Even the onlooking students could not stand anymore. They were sitting on the ground.
Of course, Chen Zhao and Grint were still running on the track.
Chen Zhao was still talking incessantly, while Grint was already exhausted.
His pace had been completely disrupted by Chen Zhao. Actually, he should have slowed down after three thousand meters to conserve his stamina.
However, he forgot to slow down due to Chen Zhao's voice.
"Bastard, can you shut up?!" Grint finally erupted.
"You don't want to hear me speak? Fine, I'll stay away from you." Chen Zhao suddenly sped up.
Grint was left behind. He was surprised that Chen Zhao actually still had the stamina to accelerate.
Moreover, Chen Zhao's speed was very fast. Was he sprinting with his last bit of energy?