One lap, two laps, three laps...
As time went by, Mo Shangjun maintained her speed and easily surpassed Hu Li, whose stamina had reached its limit.
Hu Li was almost forcing himself to run on the track.
Every time he glanced at Mo Shangjun's figure, he couldn't help but wonder - what were Mo Shangjun's physical limits?
Could this terrifying stamina be maintained just by training since childhood?
If Mo Shangjun were an adult male of 1.8 meters, he might find it normal. But seeing it in Mo Shangjun made it feel inconceivable and out of place.
Not only Hu Li, Zhou Weichi, and members of the First Company were basically thinking the same.
Zhou Weichi withdrew from their running plan after half an hour and stood aside to see Mo Shangjun lap Hu Li repeatedly.
As for the members of the First Company, after running five kilometers, they were pulled away to do other basic training, yet their minds were distracted, consistently observing Mo Shangjun's situation.
