Capítulo 157: The Pitiful Thorns

Jack never knew training could be this intense. 

F***! 

No wonder it was hard for ordinary mortals to break out of their mortal shells without the help of elixirs and pills. 

Placing his elbows and arms on the ground, Jack crawled like a tired dog, knowing he could feel his legs again. 

Sweet mother of wheat! 

What sort of torture was this? 

Gritting his clattering teeth, Jack used every ounce of energy he had left to complete the task.

Didn't you hear what their instructor from Hell said, no lunch and supper if just one person fails to complete the task? 

There was just 1 hour more before lunchtime. 

They've been dreaming about that food for what seems like an eternity. 

And now you tell them they might not get it in the end?

Everyone was breathing like fire dragons, roaring to the sky and sometimes gritting their teeth to make it through.