Transformation made the villain crooked and swollen?

Chapter 93 Mo Shu's Persistence

As the time approached noon, the sun became hotter and more venomous. Even those who stood under the shade of the trees to enjoy the coolness were sweating uncontrollably.

However, there was one person who was different, running around the road outside Qingqiu city under the scorching sun.

That person was Ye Moshu.

At this moment, Ye Moshu has finished doing push-ups, sit-ups, squats, etc., and is doing the last 10km long run.

"This little girl is really working hard. I saw her exercising here early in the morning. It is already noon and she is still exercising!"

"Yes, yes, with such a big sun, even a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage may be overwhelmed by the heat, not to mention that this little guy is still uncultivated."

"Hey, look at her sweating profusely, her little face flushed, and panting non-stop. It's obvious that her body can't hold on anymore, and she still doesn't stop to rest for a while, alas."

People watching from the side kept pointing, commenting, and discussing in low voices.

That's right, Mo Shu started to execute the order immediately after Fengluo issued it in the morning, and has been exercising vigorously and vigorously for several hours now!

Even if Mo Shu is a monk in the Qi training period, he might be too tired, let alone Mo Shu is still an ordinary person with no cultivation?

What's more, Mo Shu's body has been completely exhausted at this time, the scenery in front of him looks blurry, his ears have already produced slight tinnitus, his legs are as heavy as lead, his whole body is sweating, and he gulps every step he takes. gasping.

"Mo Shu, come drink some water, rest for a while before continuing!"

Feng Luo on the side couldn't help persuading her, because the character she assigned to Mo Shu was a one-day task, and she originally planned to complete one task, take a rest for a while, and then continue. It took a total of one day to complete.

But who knew that Ye Moshu persisted in it all in one go, and even wanted to finish it all in one go!
As a cultivator, Feng Luo can see through Mo Shu's current physical condition at a glance. Mo Shu's physical strength has reached its limit, and he will even faint anytime and anywhere. He is still going on at this moment, completely relying on A wave of perseverance is sticking to it!

"Oh my god, what a persistent little guy!"

Feng Luo couldn't help covering her small mouth in surprise.

Looking at Ye Moshu in front of him, his eyes are already lost. I'm afraid his will is blurred, and he is advancing entirely by physical instinct and subconsciousness.

Even Feng Luo, a dignified Jindan stage monk who has traveled all over the world and has seen a lot, can't help but be deeply shocked by Mo Shu!

Feng Luo wanted to force Mo Shu to stop more than once, but in the end they all stopped, because Feng Luo also wanted to know where Mo Shu's limit was.

"Such a hard-working little guy, it seems that our school has found a treasure this time! Don't talk about the roots, just relying on such persistent perseverance, the little guy will definitely become a famous and powerful person in the future! "

Feng Luo shook his head, secretly thinking in his heart.

"Whirring whirring."

Ye Moshu moved forward with difficulty, and every time he took a step, he needed to gasp heavily, his previously flushed cheeks had turned pale, and it seemed that every breath was extremely difficult.

"The last three kilometers are left, come on!"

Mo Shu was already a little overdrawn, looked at the pedometer and timer, shook his head, and continued walking.

"There is still an hour, no, I can't stop!"

Mo Shu, who bent over to support his knees, buried his head and gasped for breath, took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth, took the heavy steps, and continued to move forward.

"Xiao Moshu, take a rest! Don't worry, there is still time in the afternoon."

Feng Luo's voice came from behind.

Ye Moshu shook his head, and smiled wryly in his heart: "Teacher Fengluo, it's not that I don't want to rest, but that I don't have enough time!"

That's right, Mo Shu was indeed very tight on time.

It stands to reason that Feng Luo assigned tasks for one day, and Mo Shu didn't need to be in a hurry, but Mo Shu worked so hard because of another reason.

As soon as Fengluo's task was assigned in the morning, the system "ding dong" in Mo Shu's mind.

"Please ask the host to complete Fengluo's task before noon. If the task is successful, the host will open the main line of cultivation and the cultivation attribute bar, and get a special lottery once. If the task fails, the host will never be able to cultivate!"

Following the system's words, Mo Shu immediately started to complete Feng Luo's task without saying a word.

After all, leaving aside the rewards and the like, the punishment alone is too much for Mo Shu to bear!

Will never be able to cultivate? !
What is this concept?
When you travel to the realm of self-cultivation where strength is the most important thing, you will never be able to practice self-cultivation. In other words, you will become the same as ordinary people.

That's right, although there are billions of billions of people in the Cultivation Continent, there are only a few who can cultivate, and the total number of all the Cultivators is not as large as some larger mortal empires.

But such a handful of cultivators are the masters of the entire comprehension continent!
Even among ordinary people, the kings and emperors who dominate a generation of Tianjiao and control the lives of hundreds of millions of people are nothing more than an ant in the eyes of the lowest Qi training monks.

So if Mo Shu couldn't cultivate, how could he, who had always regarded himself as the protagonist, endure it? !
So Yemo Shuhu didn't say anything, didn't hesitate at all, didn't fear hardship or tiredness, and hurriedly started training.

It's already twelve o'clock noon, and it's eleven o'clock to one o'clock, in other words, Mo Shu has an hour left!

The last ten kilometers of long-distance running is still the last three kilometers. If it is normal, it will be only three kilometers, and it will take more than ten minutes and twenty minutes to run.

But what about Mo Shu now?He was completely exhausted, he couldn't even straighten his body, and his legs couldn't help shaking every time he took a step.

"No, I can't give up. It's still the last three kilometers. Come on, Mo Shu, you can do it!"

Mo Shu gritted his teeth, cheered himself up in his heart, then endured the pain all over his body, and continued to move forward.

One step, another step.

Sweat dripped from Mo Shu's body drop by drop, so that there was a long trail of water wherever he had been along the way.

"what!"

In the end, her legs couldn't help but give way, and Mo Shu fell down.

"Damn it, there's only one kilometer left!"

Looking at the last 15 minutes on the timer, he found that his legs could not stand up at all, Mo Shu struggled inwardly.

Two villains appeared above Mo Shu's head, a black demon and a white angel.

The black demon tried to persuade: "Forget it, give up, I'm so tired, I might as well take a break! In the worst case, if the task fails, I will give the system py!"

The white angel nodded again and again: "Yeah, the upstairs is right! Listen to him, he's right!"

Mo Shu was about to cry right now.

py or not py, this time the problem.

After all, according to the pissing nature of the system, if you come to clean up after eating and then turn your face and deny anyone, who will you cry to when the time comes!
(End of this chapter)