But after standing up, he could only sit down awkwardly. In the entire classroom, no one was stronger than the burly man in front of him!

"However..." The burly man changed the subject, his serious expression instantly turning into a smile.

"I heard that a freshman entered the top zone yesterday!"

"Not only from our department, but also from my students!"

"What was your name again...? Did you come today?"

He Xinnian's gaze immediately fell on Su Feng, "Brother Feng, the counselor is talking about you!"

"Would you like to stand up?"

Su Feng shook his head, completely unexpected that simply entering the top zone would bring him so much trouble!

If it weren't for the fact that Elder Zhong had a large collection of books, Su Feng would have really wanted to curse him out.

"What, did I mistake you for someone else?"

"I thought that anyone who dared to venture into the top tier must be a qualified martial artist, but I never expected him to be so cowardly!"

"In that case, I'll have to take good care of this cowardly class!"

"Now! Everyone, 100 laps around the track, let's really invigorate our blood and energy! A little warm-up!"

The burly man's expression shifted from a smile back to a serious one, and he directly assigned the teaching tasks to the students in the classroom.

This put Su Feng in a very difficult position.

If he doesn't stand up soon, the students in this classroom will probably stomp him up and eat him alive after today.

Left with no other choice.

Su Feng could only stand up and say, "Teacher, it's me. My name is Su Feng."

“Yesterday, I did enter the top zone, but I didn’t break in. An elder lent me his ID card temporarily.”

"So that I can easily access his book collection at any time."

The burly man looked at Su Feng as he stood up and nodded with satisfaction. "I've heard of you."

"Of course, not yesterday, but before this."

"I know you're staying in Professor Zhong's dorm room, and his collection of books... I imagine you'll find it very rewarding!"

"But...it won't be today!"

The burly man smirked, looking at Su Feng with a hint of malice.

"Now that you've stood up, there's no need for me to punish everyone."

"After all, every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt its debtor."

"Two hundred laps, that shouldn't be too difficult for you, right? You've been doing it for too long, how about we just do a simple warm-up?"

The playground at Southern Xinjiang University is a standard 400-meter track.

Two hundred laps, that's almost 80,000 meters!

For ordinary people and even professional athletes, the 80,000 meters is an impossible task!

Let alone a first-level martial artist, even a second-level martial artist might not be able to run these 80,000 meters!

However, in the burly man's words, the 80,000 meters seemed very easy, just a simple warm-up!

Without waiting for Su Feng's response, the burly man walked outside on his own.

Su Feng sighed and could only follow.

As the teacher left, everyone in the classroom followed, with some looking at Su Feng with pity.

80,000 meters, that's going to break your legs!

He Xinnian moved closer to Su Feng and whispered to comfort him, "Brother Feng, don't worry, I'll go and plead with the teacher in a bit."

"80,000 meters? That's deadly!"

"Even a second-tier martial artist would have a hard time running down this distance, right? This teacher is actually making us freshmen run!"

"No!" Su Feng waved his hand in refusal.

"I think this guy is really inflexible. If you don't try to persuade him, he'll be fine, but if you do, I reckon this big guy could give me another two hundred laps!"

He Xinnian watched the burly man leave and sighed deeply.

This guy definitely looks like that.

......

Not long after.

The group appeared on the smallest playground at Southern Xinjiang University. Standing under the shade of the trees, Su Feng, without saying a word, walked directly onto the track and started running.

He asked others to give him their skills.

Su Feng did not reveal his strength at all, and just ran at a normal speed. Even the strong man could not see anything unusual about him.

After running three laps, the burly man standing under the shade of a tree suddenly spoke to the crowd: "Two hundred laps, actually, some first-level martial artists with strong willpower can barely manage it."

"However, you are, after all, freshmen."

"Now, I'm giving you a chance. If any of you are willing to run one lap for me, I'll reduce the number of laps by one."

"There are about fifty people here, right? If we spread that out, each person will only need about four laps, which is just enough to get some exercise."

"Is there anyone willing to help him run errands?"

As soon as the burly man finished speaking, He Xinnian shot off like a rocket and appeared on the track, chasing after Su Feng.

Strangely, apart from the New Year's greetings, no one else appeared in the formation of about fifty people.

Is anyone else here?