Chapitre 165: Not Abandoning, Not Giving Up (2)
Tang San suddenly spoke up:
"Although Teacher had us run with weights and we can't use spirit power, the total weights we seven carry is so much, only having to bring these rocks to the end of the punishment is naturally possible. Oscar, give my your rocks."
Oscar looked blank, smiling mischievously,
"Good brother. However, right now it's still not necessary. I'll be seen as inferior like this. Us seven will start from now, running at the speed of the slowest, like this everyone can gather together, and uniformly save the most strength. Once someone is unable to persevere, we will mutually help readjust the weight. Thus, we will as far as possible be able to conserve strength. Right?"
Ning Rongrong smiled to the side:
"Little Ao, I didn't notice, but you are extraordinarily astute."
On Oscar's face hung an expression like it was only a matter of course,
"Don't you know as a child I was called the bright little prince? This is nothing."
Dai Mubai was the oldest of everyone, his strength was also the greatest, and as boss he properly took the lead to set an example,
"Don't speak nonsense. Gossiping is still wasting strength. We'll run and handle it according to what little Ao said."
Immediately, the seven resumed their long distance running.
Without doubt, among the seven, it was naturally as auxiliary system Spirit Masters Oscar and Ning Rongrong's strength was the weakest, so everyone ran according to their speed. Advancing at the same speed, in the direction of Suotuo City.
The first lap was finished at this kind of speed.
Actually running, everyone gradually felt the pressure of the carried weight. If it was only ordinary running, even if it was without using spirit power, this roughly six kilometer round trip could not be said to be any burden to them. Spirit power transforming the body gave them stamina far exceeding that of a normal person, even auxiliary system Spirit Masters like Oscar and Ning Rongrong were no exception.
With the weight, the body clearly became unbalanced. After one round trip, Ning Rongrong and Oscar were already drenched in sweat, the others also showed some weariness.
Ning Rongrong doubtless had the most lacking physical strength of everyone, although Oscar also was an auxility system Spirit Master, he after all had broken through thirtieth rank, his body had been improved in every kind of attribute by having the third spirit ring, his condition was a lot better than Ning Rongrong.
The weights carried by Tang San and Dai Mubai were fifteen kilogram rocks. The weights Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun were ten kilograms. Although Ning Rongrong and Oscar only carried five kilograms, right now it felt to them as if they carried mountains. Body growing heavier and heavier, they could only clench their teeth to maintain their velocity.
At the Academy gate, what made everyone somewhat astonished, was Grandmaster standing in the gate looking at them running back from their first lap.
"Everyone drink a bit of water, then keep going."
Grandmaster's words as always were precise and comprehensive.
In a bucket was warm water, with a slightly salty taste, apparently mixed with salt. Under Grandmaster's supervision, everyone was only allowed to drink one cup of warm water, then immediately urged them to once again keep on with their punishment run.
As time passed, the great sphere of fire overhead gradually drew closer to its zenith, also gradually increasing the temperature. After drinking salt water, everyone's strength recovered a bit, to Tang San and Dai Mubai it was nothing, but Oscar and Ning Rongrong clearly felt themselves regain some strength.
Watching the students gradually recede into the distance, Grandmaster stood expressionlessly in place, but watching the seven return together, in the depths of his expression was clearly displayed a hint of satisfaction.
Carrying the bucket he walked inside the Academy. Right now, he wasn't only a teacher instructing students, at the same time he was a senior concerned for them. What he had them do wasn't at all mistreating the students, rather letting them obtain genuine exercise.
The second round trip, the third round trip, the fourth…...
Each time everyone returned to the Academy, they would drink the appropriately warmed salt water prepared by Grandmaster. The warm water was easily absorbed, the salt replenishing what was drained by their exertion. Even Ning Rongrong and Oscar, both felt themselves somewhat miraculously able to persevere through running the fourth lap, besides drinking water, they didn't pause anywhere.
But, as the fifth lap began, Oscar and Ning Rongrong's speed had already clearly dropped, the scenery before their eyes already starting to become indistinct, both legs heavy like filled with lead, the weight of the bamboo baskets on their backs even more resembling mountains.
With uniform speed, the others had still preserved strength, although right now everyone were already sweating profusely, mentally they were very well preserved.
"Little Ao, give me your stone."
Tang San said to Oscar.
Dai Mubai also simultaneously held out a hand to Ning Rongrong.
This time, Oscar and Ning Rongrong didn't object, they clearly understood that their strength was already somewhat overdrawn, going on like this, perhaps they might not be able to persevere with this lap.
Tang San and Dai Mubai's weights went from fifteen to twenty kilograms, inside the bamboo baskets were two stones. Five kilograms didn't seem heavy, but when their physical strength was substantially used up, these simple five kilograms already clearly was a burden to the two. Although they could still maintain the speed, the two's breathing clearly became rougher.
Just the opposite, losing the five kilogram pressure, Oscar and Ning Rongrong had a kind of transcendent feeling, as if their whole bodies could float lightly, gasping large mouthfuls of breath, their running immediately became more effortless, not only recovering their original speed, even still with a feeling of doing it skillfully and easily.
The fifth, sixth, seventh, three laps concluded like this. As the eighth lap began, already two double hours had passed. Right now the sun had already wandered by the zenith, noon already passed.
Everyone's breathing had become difficult, lungs scorching hot as if set on fire, each step they took left behind a clear watermark on the ground, that was the sweat flowing from their bodies. From the start of the last lap, the salt water they received at the Academy gate already became two cups. Furthermore a brief rest. Grandmaster didn't urge them, still after each time they finished a lap giving them the prepared warm salt water.
"Dying, I'm dying."
The speaker was Ma Hongjun, staggering, almost falling to the ground, Fatty came to a stop, both hands supporting on his knees, gasping for large mouthfuls of breath. His plump face had already become pale, seemingly each breath was already extremely difficult.
Everyone stopped one after the other, this moment, everyone were unexpectedly unable to speak. Looking at each other, they discovered each of their comrades' clothes were already soaked through with sweat. The most impressive would be Zhu Zhuqing, although she was the youngest of them all, among the three girls she was the most developed, her soaked through clothes stuck close to her body, drawing the outline of astonishing curves.
Unfortunately, right now no one had the energy to pay attention to this scene, each and everyone stood in their place constantly gasping for breath.
Originally Tang San and Dai Mubai shouldn't have been this exhausted, but they carried Ning Rongrong and Oscar's additional weights, compared to the others their burdens were much greater. Among the seven, the only one appearing relaxed was Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu had also reached thirtieth rank, but the weight she carried was the same as Ma Hongjun and Zhu Zhuqing. In addition her own body weight was light, right now she was still performing skillfully and easily.
After panting for a full five minutes, everyone gradually calmed.
Ma Hongjun couldn't help but say:
"In any case we've missed lunch, it would be better for us to slow a bit. I'm dying, keeping on running, might wear me to death."
Dai Mubai scowled:
"Slow? Didn't you notice the salt water Grandmaster gave us was the same temperature each time? But our speed dropped continuously. Clearly, Grandmaster has calculated the condition of our physical strength. Running too slowly, perhaps there will still be additional punishment. Although Grandmaster is a bit strict with out training, he is also good to us. We must persevere. Fatty, give me your weight."
Ma Hongjun somewhat shocked looked at Dai Mubai,
"Boss Dai, you're still all right?"
Dai Mubai stuck out his chest,
"Fatty, remember, a man can't say he's unable. Bring it."
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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