Chapter 99

The whistle sounded and the two began to race.

Dade followed Oscar closely from the beginning, at the same pace as the latter.

Although his limbs were extremely tired and his body was almost on the edge of exhaustion, he knew that his competition with his brother would continue. Even if he was tired, he would not give up the chance to win Oscar.

In the first lap of the training ground, neither of them had any trouble. Although they were on the verge of exhaustion before, they could bear a lap or two.

But after the fourth lap, both children felt tired and their breathing became heavy.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the training ground. Oscar caught a glimpse of an astat on the high platform of the training ground. It seemed to be attracted by their competition.

Noticing the iron halo behind each other's head, Oscar realized who appeared.

The current head of the star Knights' battle order and the pride of Somus noble college, Lord soshyan Alexei.

The discovery made him excited.

"Tired!"

Suddenly, Darth gasped.

"Not tired at all!"

Oscar gasped as he began to run the fifth lap.

He tried to control his breath, ignored the burning feeling in his chest, and focused on maintaining the rhythm.

He has only one thought left now. He can't fall behind or succumb to the pressure of pain!

Pain is a sensory illusion, despair is a spiritual illusion.

Both are obstacles to success.

These words flashed through his mind, and Oscar began to draw his last reserve of strength.

Soon, he felt his body magically light, and his limbs were full of strength from nowhere.

By the seventh lap, Oscar was far ahead of his brother. The new strength made him speed up and break the previous deadlock. The heavy breathing of Dade behind him made him more energetic.

The gap between the two is growing.

The eighth and ninth laps were almost over, and Oscar gradually felt the joy of victory, which made him happy.

It seems that his brother's attempt to defeat him will fail.

When Oscar ran the last lap, Dade was still running the eighth lap.

When he passed his brother, in fact, he could beat his brother's confidence by patting him on the back, but he didn't put it into practice. He just squeezed out the last strength and rushed forward, widening the distance between them.

"Oh, no --"

Dade watched in some panic as his brother rushed to the finish line.

Oscar turned his head and almost wanted to laugh when he saw his brother's incredible appearance.

The next second, his feet crossed the white line on the ground.

"Ha ha"

After reaching the end, he immediately sat down on the ground, greedily breathing the air and desperately rubbing his thighs.

When he saw Dade hobbling across the finish line, he shouted:

"It's over, brother! Rest!"

But the other party shook his head and continued to run hard.

On the one hand, Oscar admired his unwavering determination from beginning to end, on the other hand, he was a little disappointed with his proud stupidity.

Although there was no strength in his body, Oscar forced himself to do a few relaxed stretches so that his muscles would not spasm due to fatigue.

After all, who knows when astat will test them.

Oscar had just finished his first set of moves when he saw Dade staggering over and collapsing beside him.

His brother's chest fluctuated constantly, and his sweat came out like a flood opening the gate.

"Your breathing rhythm is not good."

Oscar said, with a little reproach in his voice.

Dade shook his head, unable to answer for a moment.

Then Oscar held out his hand.

"Come on, you need to relax."

Dade waved, indicating that he could not move at all, and then closed his eyes and breathed heavily.

Oscar could only half kneel on the ground and began to massage his brother's legs.

His fingers pressed against the muscles as if they were kneading dough.

"It hurts!"

Cried Dade.

"If not, it will hurt more."

Oscar continued to move, and Dade could only bite his teeth.

After a while, his breathing gradually became gentle, and his body began to relax from the tense state. Oscar's technique was really old-fashioned.

Finally, Dade was able to sit up by himself. He began to relieve his limbs, while Oscar massaged his neck and shoulders.

At this time, Oscar noticed the expression of self-esteem injury on his brother's face, but he didn't say much. He just regretted that he had stimulated his brother too much in the competition just now.

But they are already men, no longer children. In order for them to become astat and angels, Dade must know how to face setbacks.

They both know each other and have faced this situation in the past. The embarrassment won't last long.

Suddenly, Oscar heard heavy footsteps behind him. He suddenly looked back and saw an astat in gorgeous armor coming towards him.

"Boy, you run very fast."

The mighty soldier asked:

"What's your name?"

"Oscar Herman, my Lord."

"Stand up when you answer adult questions!"

Behind astat, the president of the college roared.

Dade and Oscar immediately got up and looked at the astat.

His face was weathered, but his eyes looked very young. Oscar didn't recognize any of the ornaments on his armor. He just felt that it was like a brewing thunderstorm.

The soldier without helmet has an iron halo behind his head and an impressive red sword on his waist.

"How did you win?"

As Oscar watches astat, astat also looks at him.

"I... I just run faster."

"Really."

Ashtar nodded.

"But where did this power come from?"

"I don't know. I just tap my deeper potential. I..."

"Maybe."

The angel smiled noncommittally.

"But I think your strength should come from your winning or losing heart and your desire for victory."

Dade gasped, rather unwilling.

"Do you know who I am?"

Oscar glanced at his brother. He wanted to see if the other party wanted to answer first. Sure enough, the other party shouted under his gaze:

"Of course I know! You are the head of the noble star knights, the pride of Somus noble college, the genius of Nathan IV in the millennium, Lord soshyan Alexei!"

Soshyan smiled and shook his head.

"I don't have so many titles. More than 30 years ago, I trained here like you."

As he spoke, he gently put his hand on the shoulders of the two teenagers.

"I look forward to your performance in the primary in a week."