"Come on! I can do it!"
"Four kilometers more!"
"Burn it up!"
Zhang Fan shouted hysterically as he jogged slowly.
Watching that swaying figure, Lu Ao's group widened their eyes, clenching their fists.
Inside, they were both ecstatic and anxious!
They were ecstatic every time Zhang Fan looked like he was about to fall.
However, every time they saw Zhang Fan stand up again, they got anxious.
This was, after all, a matter of their pride.
Just thinking about kneeling and calling someone 'daddy' sent chills down their spines.
"He can't win, absolutely can't win!" Countless people said through gritted teeth!
"Hahaha, he's going down, this time he's definitely going down!" Watching Zhang Fan stumble, countless people got excited.
However, the next moment, they punched the ground.
"Why hasn't he fallen yet? Why!"
And so, time slowly passed.
Even Zhou Jie's group of Golden Dragon members were starting to question reality.
Zhang Fan's bulging veins!
That grimacing face!
