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Chapter 839: America's Doubts

Chapter 839 Doubts from the United States

But the fact before everyone's eyes was this. Qin Yuan's speed was not affected at all, and even the instructors around him were a little surprised.

Baron's side was relatively miserable. At first, everyone was able to hold on, but later on, they felt more and more unable to do what they wanted. Chen Feng's speed was no problem, and now the only one lagging behind in their team was Zhao Meng.

Zhao Meng gradually became exhausted. He gasped for air. Today's training was the most intense he had ever experienced. He had never felt so tired. The weight on his back was getting heavier and heavier. He slowly

Getting more and more backward.

Qin Yuan turned around and saw that Zhao Meng had been left behind. He asked Chen Feng and Dalong to continue running forward, and he wanted to meet Zhao Meng.

No matter what, he would not leave any team member behind. Just seeing the love of maintaining first place, he suddenly changed direction and ran towards the back. The instructor next to him felt a little strange, what did this kid want to do?

"Is this person crazy?

This performance is not defined by their home country, but by individual performance. Even if his team members are lagging behind, it has nothing to do with him, as long as he is still in front."

"It's not the way to understand the brain circuits of Asians like them."

These instructors were also full of endless sarcasm during their conversations, and they all used some insulting words to describe them, mainly because in these years of competition, it is indeed difficult for Qin Yuan and his friends to appear in some large-scale competitions.

Zhao Meng was already suffocating under the weight of the backpack. His sweat was dripping down. He could hear his violent heartbeat and his steps were completely messed up. At this moment, a voice sounded.

"Adjust your breathing and follow your usual training."

Zhao Meng raised his head and saw Qin Yuan next to him. He was a little surprised, but quickly shook his head and urged Qin Yuan to go up quickly, because he knew that with Qin Yuan's physical ability, this was definitely not a problem. Until now, most people

They were all very tired, but Qin Yuan still maintained a very relaxed state, feeling that there was no problem at all.

"Brother Qin, please don't worry about it. My current ranking is not named after the country. It is reserved for the last one anyway. If my ranking is at the bottom and I can't have dinner tonight, forget it. I can't drag you down."

"What are you talking about, you brat?

I am the leader of the team this time. Not only will I bring you all back safely, but I will not give up on every team member."

"Brother Qin, I...I really can't run anymore. Just leave me alone and leave quickly."

Unexpectedly, the next second Qin Yuan directly took his backpack and put it on himself. Zhao Meng was stunned. What kind of operation was this?

"What are you still doing? Run away quickly. What do you want to do?

I have already helped you to this point, but you still can’t move?"

Zhao Meng was indescribably moved, but more than anything, he felt guilty. He felt that he had dragged down the entire team, but with Qin Yuan's constant urging, he could only run along without the heavy weight.

As he continued to bear the burden, his pace became faster and faster.

Qin Yuan was also very fast, slowly surpassing the people around him, but everyone was stunned when they saw this guy carrying two backpacks on the left and right. This was too exaggerated.

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