Douluo's arrogance

"Xiao Chanjuan, please wait here for a while, I'm going to prepare new salt water for them."

After saying that, the master returned to the academy with the barrel. Zhao Chanjuan sat on a chair alone, shaking her legs that could not touch the ground, waiting for the eight people to return again.

As time goes by, the big fireball in the sky gradually moves closer to the center, and the temperature gradually rises.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar felt like they were carrying a huge mountain on their backs. Their bodies were getting heavier and heavier. However, with salt water to replenish and recover, they could only grit their teeth and maintain a constant speed. The six of them adjusted their running speeds and maintained the same pace. .

On the second round trip, Zhao Bai returned to the village gate again. The difference was that this time Zhao Chanjuan handed him a towel so that he could wipe off the sweat on his face. His sleeves were all wet, making it impossible to wipe off the sweat.

Xiao Wu pretended to be unhappy and said: "Xiao Chanjuan, you are partial, we are also your brothers and sisters, don't we have towels?"

Zhao Chanjuan returned to the table, took seven towels and handed them to seven people respectively. Xiao Wu smiled and said teasingly: "Xiao Chanjuan is so cute and sensible."

The eight of them chuckled, drank salt water, wiped away their sweat, and set off again.

The third round trip and the fourth round trip

Every time everyone returns to the academy, there will be clean towels and nine cups of salt water at a suitable temperature on the table. The warm salt water is easy to absorb and replenishes the water metabolized by the body through perspiration. This is why Oscar and Ning Rongrong insisted on finishing the run. Four round trips.

But when the fifth round trip started, Oscar and Ning Rongrong slowed down significantly. The scenery in front of them had double images, their legs were as heavy as lead, and the bamboo basket behind them was like a mountain weighing them down. them.

Tang San stretched out his hand to Oscar, "Xiao Ao, give me your stone."

Dai Mubai also extended his hands to Ning Rongrong's bamboo basket.

Under the condition of constant speed, the two people's physical strength is relatively good, and their mental state is also the same.

This time, the two of them did not refuse. Their physical strength had reached the limit. If this continued, this round trip would be a problem, not to mention the five more round trips in the future.

Tang San's weight increased from fifteen kilograms to twenty kilograms, and Dai Mubai's weight increased from twenty kilograms to twenty-five kilograms.

Under the great exertion of physical strength, these five kilograms brought an obvious burden to the two of them. However, after they looked at Zhao Bai, who was carrying seventy kilograms, they gritted their teeth, straightened their backs, and continued to move forward.

Mu Bai and Tang San's breathing became obviously heavier, and their physical strength was exhausted more quickly. They fell into the same situation as Zhao Bai. Zhao Bai's breathing began to become heavier after the third round trip, and every time he took a step, there would be a trace of The next clear watermark is the sweat they left behind, which the clothes have already absorbed and saturated.

After losing five kilograms of pressure, Oscar and Ning Rongrong were relieved of their burden, as if their entire bodies were so light that they could float. Their speed resumed and they felt extremely relaxed.

No one made a sound, because speaking would consume the little energy left. There were only heavy footsteps and heavy breathing around the eight people, and nothing else.

Until the eighth round trip, Ma Hongjun staggered and almost fell to the ground. He sat weakly on the ground, panting heavily, and his face turned pale, "I can't do it anymore."

Everyone also stopped and put down the bamboo baskets on their backs. At this moment, no one spoke. They also needed to take a rest, otherwise they would be out of breath. They stood on the spot with their hands on their knees and panted.

Breathing was difficult, his lungs seemed to be burning like fire, and his mouth was uncomfortably dry. Since the last time he went back and forth, his salt water supplement had been increased to two cups, and for Zhao Bai, it was three cups.

Among the seven people, the only one who seemed more relaxed was Xiao Wu. She was a level soul master, but her weight was the same as Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun's, which was ten kilograms.

The clothes of the three girls were soaked with sweat, and the soaked clothes clung to their bodies, outlining their graceful curves. However, no one had enough energy to appreciate them, so they all took the time to recover their strength.

Zhao Bai kicked Ma Hongjun, "Stand up, you are so angry and hurt your body."

It took nearly five minutes of breathing for everyone to regain their composure.

The sun has set in the west, and lunch time has long passed.

As everyone prepared to set off, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but said: "I'll take a rest for a while. I really can't do it anymore. If I keep running, I'll really be exhausted."

Dai Mubai frowned and said, "Didn't you notice that the salt water the master gives us is always warm? The master calculates our physical strength. If we go back too late, there will be additional penalties if we don't keep it all."

Ma Hongjun waved his hands repeatedly, he really couldn't run anymore.

Zhao Bai said: "Fat man, give me your weight."

Ma Hongjun looked at Zhao Bai in surprise, "Brother, are you okay? No, you are already carrying seventy kilograms. If you add my ten kilograms, it will be eighty kilograms. No, no, no."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm stronger and longer lasting than you fat guy."

Zhao Bai pulled away Ma Hongjun's hands and poured the stones from his bamboo basket into his own.

Dai Mubai looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who turned away and said, "I don't have to, I can still persist."

Zhao Bai raised his head and leaned back, looked at the blue sky, took a few deep breaths, bent down and put the bamboo basket on his back again, and the footprints were one centimeter deeper again, "Let's go."

On the ninth round trip, even though they were not carrying any weight, Oscar and Ning Rongrong's physical strength was already close to the limit. Ma Hongjun's physical strength recovered a little, and Zhu Zhuqing's pace became slower and slower. However, looking at the backs of the three boys in front, Bei Tooth He bit his lip and continued to push past his limits.

On the tenth round trip, a quarter of the way, Dai Mubai finally couldn't hold on anymore. Suddenly, his body stumbled and he fell forward. His physical strength was really exhausted.

Leaning on Tang San's shoulder, his chest heaved violently, his evil eyes united, and his whole body was in a state of near dehydration.

Dai Mubai tried hard to stand up, but was pushed down by Tang San, who directly took out fifteen kilograms of stone from the bamboo basket and put it into his own bamboo basket.

Tang San's condition was already at the critical point, but it seemed that he had gritted his teeth and pushed through his limit just now, and there didn't seem to be any signs of overdraft.

Dai Mubai forcefully put the stone back into his bamboo basket, "Tang San, I can still hold on. You have to run two more laps than us, how can you hold on after that?"

Ning Rongrong suddenly took a step forward, "Mubai, I'm much better now and can carry it by myself."

As she reached out to take out her five kilogram weight, Tang San stopped her, looked at Ning Rongrong's bloodless lips, and said, "Rongrong, forget it."

Finally, at Tang San's repeated request, Ning Rongrong's five kilogram stones were handed over to Tang San's bamboo basket.

Ma Hongjun said: "Brother, just like Tang San, you have to run two more laps. Return my weight to me. I can't let you intensify your physical exertion anymore."

Zhao Bai's weight returned to kilograms.

The sweat was dripping uncontrollably. Rather than running, the speed was actually not much faster than walking.

Arriving at Soto City for the tenth time, with only half the distance left to complete the punishment, the stone behind Zhu Zhuqing reached Xiao Wu's bamboo basket.

Oscar put his hands on his trembling legs and said firmly: "Mistress, please return my weight to me. I can hold on for this short distance."

Half a kilometer back, Oscar and Ning Rongrong both fainted. Oscar's stone returned to Tang San's bamboo basket, Xiao Wu carried Ning Rongrong on his back, Xiao Wu put a ten kilogram load on Tang San, and Oscar was carried by Zhao Carrying in vain.

At this moment, the weight on Zhao Bai's body has exceeded the one hundred kilogram mark.

One kilometer back, Zhu Zhuqing fell unconscious. Dai Mubai reluctantly picked up Zhu Zhuqing. Zhu Zhuqing's ten kilogram stone fell into Zhao Bai's bamboo basket, while Dai Mubai's twenty kilogram stone fell into Tang San's bamboo basket. Ning Rong Rong's burden was transferred to Ma Hongjun.

At this moment, the weight on Zhao Bai's body has exceeded kilograms. Every step he takes takes two or three seconds, two or three heavy breaths, his legs are trembling, and if he is not careful, he may weaken and fall to the ground.

With the huge mountain pressing down on him and his back being bent, Zhao Bai could be said to be close to the critical point of collapse at this moment, exhausted as an ox.

"Let me go, let me go. I can go by myself."

Two kilometers back, Ning Rongrong's weak voice sounded from behind Xiao Wu, and she slipped off Xiao Wu's back. The two of them supported each other and moved forward.

Oscar also woke up from his coma at the same moment, slipped from behind Zhao Bai, and moved forward step by step with the support of Tang San and Ma Hongjun.

Tang San supported Ma Hongjun and Oscar with both hands, helping them support part of their weight.

Zhu Zhuqing hadn't woken up yet. She was a spirit master of the agility and attack system, and her body was not very strong. She insisted on carrying a heavy load and ran the tenth round. She was even more physically exhausted than Oscar and Ning Rongrong.

At this time, Tang San, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Zhao Bai were supporting each other, the scenery in front of them was blurred, and their bodies were completely relying on the support of willpower to continue moving forward.

Tang San supported Ma Hongjun and Oscar at the same time, helping them support part of their weight. Dai Mubai's waist could no longer straighten, and his walking was reduced to moving.

Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters

The master's stiff face has appeared in front of everyone. Seeing them supporting each other and moving forward together, even the master can't help but be moved.

Plop, plop

Except for Zhao Bai, the other seven people fell to the ground one after another.

So far, Tang San had weighed forty-five kilograms, Ma Hongjun had fifteen kilograms, and Zhao Bai had weighed eighty-five kilograms. The total weight of the total load was one kilogram or more, one hundred and forty-five kilograms. There was no shortage of eight people, and all of them had arrived.

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