The group from Tsinghua stared at their stopwatches, their eyes nearly popping out.
Five minutes thirty seconds for five kilometers?
Is this even human?
My goodness, had Zhang Fan been holding back before?
However, the people in the live broadcast room were even more shocked beyond measure.
Five minutes thirty seconds?
Carrying fifty-six kilograms, damn, is there something wrong with my phone?
Especially for Ma Tianli, at this moment, his entire body was rigid, his heartbeat accelerated as if he had seen a ghost.
"How could this be, how could this be!"
Voices of disbelief echoed throughout the vast villa.
Similarly, a group of sports bloggers on Weibo weren't much different, each of them dumbfounded and utterly astonished!
The second lap!
Again, five minutes thirty seconds, not a second off!
The third lap, the same five minutes thirty seconds!
"Does this guy ever get tired?"