Chapter 172

Hearing Qin Jian finally began to speak seriously, several people surrounded him.

"This time we have to run hundreds of kilometers. Ordinary running methods can't last..."

Qin Jian said, "so we use the military running method."

"The army's running method?"

Tang San's eyes lit up: "do you mean to line up and step on the rhythm?"

"That's right."

Qin Jian nodded and said, "I'll start. Rongrong follows me. I'll move forward at the speed she can keep up. We'll line up and run at the same pace. This can last a long time."

Others knew his method was the best as soon as they heard it, and naturally there was no objection.

"Brother Jian, I'll give you the task of training against the master devil in the future!"

Oscar was excited to follow the queue.

The first round trip finished at this uniform speed.

When he really ran, Qin Jian found that even if he was well prepared, the pressure brought by weight-bearing could not be offset.

If it's just an ordinary running, even without soul power, this round-trip journey is not a punishment for them.

But with the weight-bearing, the body obviously became uncomfortable. After a round trip, Ning Rongrong and Oscar were already sweating, and others showed some fatigue.

After all, they are the soul masters of the auxiliary department. Even if they reach level 30, they are not as strong as Zhu Zhuqing, who is in level 20.

But what makes Oscar feel shameless is that the worst physical strength is not Ning Rongrong expected by Qin Jian, but him.

Because Ning Rongrong listened to Qin Jian's words and worked hard to exercise after mimicry practice that year, his physical quality is much better than him.

Finally, everyone is running at Oscar's speed

At the gate of the college, the master was slightly surprised to see the seven people in line and running at the same pace, and then looked at Qin Jian again.

He has intuition. Qin Jian must have made it again.

"Fortunately, I temporarily asked someone to add three kilograms to each of them when they changed their clothes, otherwise it would have no effect." a smile floated from the corner of his mouth.

Ginger is still old and spicy

After drinking some salt water prepared by the master, the seven people continued to run against the burning sun.

Second round trip, third round trip, fourth round trip

Every time they return to the college, they will drink the salt water with appropriate temperature prepared by the master. The warm water is easy to absorb, and the salt can supplement the overdraft of perspiration on physical strength.

Even Ning Rongrong and Oscar felt that they had miraculously insisted on running four round trips at a uniform speed, without any pause except drinking water.

However, when the fifth round trip began, the speed of Oscar and Ning Rongrong had obviously slowed down, the scenery in front of them had begun to become blurred, their legs were as heavy as lead, and the bamboo basket behind them was more like a mountain to bring this gravity.

"Rongrong, give me your stone." Qin Jian said to Ning Rongrong.

Tang San also extended his hand to Oscar.

Neither of them refused. They knew very well that their physical strength had been overdrawn. If they went on like this, I'm afraid they might not be able to persist in this round trip.

The fifth, sixth and seventh round trips ended under such circumstances.

At the beginning of the eighth round trip, nearly two hours had passed, and the sun had deviated from the center.

Noon is past.

There's no lunch to eat

"No, I can't."

Ma Hongjun was talking. He stumbled and nearly fell to the ground. The fat man stopped, put his hands on his knees and gasped.

The others stopped at the same time, soaked through their clothes.

"Fortunately... Fortunately, there are running clothes prepared by Qin Jian... Otherwise it will be hard to die now..." Tang San gasped.

Qin Jian and he bear the most weight, so the situation is not much better than Ma Hongjun.

"We... Hoo... Need seven horses... The kind that breaks through the sky..." Qin Jian murmured.

Fortunately, his voice was so low that others didn't hear it clearly. Even if they heard it clearly, they probably couldn't understand it.

"Hahaha! You finally have no strength?! it made us wait so long."

At this time, three people suddenly sprang out of the woods and kicked Ma Hongjun down without saying a word.

"It's from canghui college!" Tang San frowned.

"Help... Help me..."

Ma Hongjun, who was trampled on his back by the three, gave a painful cry for help.

Qin Jian and Tang San were murderous at the same time.

"Bang bang."

The baskets on their bodies fell to the ground, and then rushed forward directly.

The master said that running can't use soul power, but he didn't say that it can't work either.

So even if they are very tired, they still divide three into five and put them down.

"Get out!"

Qin Jian's last cold drink scared the three of them, and they slipped away

They helped Ma Hongjun up, but he collapsed first and was beaten by fat. At this time, he couldn't run again.

"Fat man, give me your stone." Qin Jian stretched out his hand, took out a stone and threw it into his basket.

Ma Hongjun's face changed: "are you ok?"

Qin Jian drew from the corner of his mouth, "you can ask... If you can't do it."

He went to Zhu Zhuqing's basket and said, "Zhu Qing, give me your stone, too."

But Zhu Zhuqing twisted his body and pushed away Qin Jian's hand: "it's okay, I can still insist."

The journey began again. This time, the people reduced the speed again. Although Qin Jian didn't say a word, others could clearly see that his steps became much heavier, and the sweat left by each step was the most among the seven people.

Tang San's eyes began to change slightly when they saw Qin Jian. Even if they had defeated them all before, they were not touched by this moment.

At the end of the eighth round trip, when the master provided them with warm salt water, he deliberately looked at the bamboo basket behind them, but said nothing.

On the ninth round trip, Qin Jian took a stone of Zhu Zhuqing again, and Tang San also took a stone of Xiaowu.

The journey continued. Every step was so difficult. Qin Jian almost survived with his tenacious perseverance.

He didn't expect to spell it like this in the end. He can only say that the master is cruel enough.

At this time, although they were still running, in fact, they were not much faster than walking.

Four hours have passed since the punishment began.

"Gulu Gulu..."

Sipping salt water, the seven people seemed to be fished out of the water. The master still stood by without saying a word.

The tenth round trip of punishment finally embarked on the journey. This time, the people were really unable to run. They had to move their own steps and move forward step by step.

"Can't you?"

Seeing that several people were almost moving in place, Qin Jian suddenly spoke slowly: "we... Can do it!"

Tang San was the first to follow, "we can do it!"

"Yes!"

The others roared at the same time and set out again.

On the way back, Oscar faints and is carried up by Tang San. The load is shared by Ma Hongjun.

One third of the way, Ning Rongrong fainted, was carried on Qin Jian's back and refused to share the weight.

Another third, Qin Jian finally couldn't support it and nearly fainted. Ning Rongrong woke up and struggled to walk by himself.

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiaowu work together, holding Qin Jian left and right.

The last mile, Oscar wake up

Under the setting sun, seven people stumbled, dragging long shadows, supporting and helping each other, turning into the most beautiful back in the world at this moment