"Our training starts today. I don't care whether you are ready or not. The only thing I ask of you is to obey." The master said seriously.
"Understood!" everyone shouted in unison.
"Now, according to your number, carry the basket with the corresponding number on your back. You are not allowed to use soul power, and run around the village 100 times." The master pointed to the basket filled with stones behind him.
"This is fatal!" Ma Hongjun couldn't help but said.
"Fat man, if you don't want to be a chicken all your life, you have to climb 100 times." Dai Mubai said with fighting spirit. Strictly speaking, Jiang Siming and he have been practicing together for the longest time. And now the relationship between them
The gap has widened to an unimaginable level. Although his soul power has always been much higher than Jiang Siming's, in terms of combat power, there is no comparison at all. Even if Dai Mubai can't compare to Jiang Siming, he doesn't want to be too far behind.
Everyone stopped talking. They all picked up their baskets and started running laps recently. Only Jiang Siming stayed where he was and looked at the master in confusion.
"Teacher, don't I need to train today?" Jiang Siming always felt something was wrong.
"You don't need to carry a basket, look over there." The master pointed to the boulder not far away and said.
"No! Teacher, I can't hold or carry such a big stone." Jiang Siming said helplessly with one hand.
"This is not a problem that I should consider. You need to solve it yourself." The master grinned, turned around and left.
"Oh, it seems that I can only tie it with a rope and drag it." Jiang Siming said, quickly tying the stone with a rope and tying the end of the rope around his waist.
Taking a deep breath, he started chasing the Shrek Seven Devils, leaving a long trace on the ground.
"It's really heavy! But luckily I can hold on." Jiang Siming's physical fitness has reached a very terrifying level. In terms of physical fitness and potential alone, few people can compare with him.
Jiang Siming slowly caught up with the Shrek Seven Devils.
"Boss Dai, have you heard any strange noises?" Ma Hongjun asked suspiciously when he heard the sound of Jiang Siming dragging stones.
"I'm talking about you, fat man. Did you start hearing hallucinations before even one lap? I've long told you that you should lose weight now that you're so fat." Dai Mubai said mockingly.
"Boss Dai, I think I heard it too. It came from behind us," Tang San said.
Everyone glanced back and turned their heads in horror. Only Zhu Zhuqing looked at Jiang Siming with some distress.
"Let me go, am I really dazzled? Boss Dai, is Siming really a human being? This is too perverted." Oscar said in disbelief.
"The more we get to know Brother Siming, the more we feel that there is a huge gap between us and him. But we must not lose heart and let Brother Siming leave us too far behind. Come on, everyone!" Tang San said encouragingly.
"The mistress is right, everyone, come on!" Dai Mubai shouted.
"Come on!" Everyone shouted in unison.
"It's actually not bad." Jiang Siming squeezed into the queue.
"Listen to me, keep the speed even. Don't make too big a difference. Exhale after every three steps, and inhale after every three steps." Jiang Siming reminded.
Everyone followed suit.
After each lap, the master asked them to drink a glass of salt water and continue running laps.
After 25 laps, everyone’s physical strength began to decline.
"Rongrong, can you still hold on?" Oscar looked at Ning Rongrong who was blushing with some worry.
"I'm okay." Ning Rongrong said with difficulty. As a proud daughter of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, she was the last among the Shrek Seven Devils. Ning Rongrong didn't say it on the surface, but she was very unwilling to admit defeat in her heart.
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"Everyone, calm down. We have the same number of stones in the basket. However, there are auxiliary soul masters in our team, which does not match our respective physical abilities. It is impossible for the teacher to make such a mistake. So he must want us to share the burden among ourselves.
The weight of the stones in the basket." Tang San speculated.
"Xiao San is right, the master is supposed to test our flexibility and team spirit." Jiang Siming agreed.
"Zhuqing, give me your basket." Jiang Siming said with some worry. Zhu Zhuqing's face was already turning red at this time.
"No need, I can do it." Zhu Zhuqing looked at Jiang Siming firmly. Jiang Siming was so outstanding, and Zhu Zhuqing wanted to work hard enough to match Jiang Siming.
The relationship between two people always has cracks due to one party's inferiority complex.
Jiang Siming naturally saw Zhu Zhuqing's little thoughts. If you love someone, you must show enough respect. Jiang Siming chose to respect Zhu Zhuqing's choice.
"Okay, but if you can't hold on any longer, you must give it to me." Jiang Siming said in an unbreakable tone.
"Yeah." Zhu Zhuqing wanted to refuse, but looking at Jiang Siming's firm eyes, he felt moved in his heart.
"Okay, you two, stop showing off your affection. It's too difficult for us." Dai Mubai couldn't help but say.
After the 50th lap, Zhu Zhuqing's basket had already reached Jiang Siming. The basket behind Tang San and Dai Mubai also became heavier and heavier.
On the 100th lap, Zhu Zhuqing was already lying in Jiang Siming's arms. Dai Mubai also had Oscar hanging on his chest, and then he carried Ning Rongrong on his back. Xiao Wu ran onto Tang San's back.
"There's still the last 100 meters, it's almost over." Jiang Siming said with some difficulty.
Finally, everyone fell at the finish line. Only Jiang Siming stood holding Zhu Zhuqing and gasping for air.
"Si Ming, you are so awesome. A few days ago, I was thinking about repairing this road, but today you have finished it for me. But this is done voluntarily, and the dean will not pay you any wages." Flanders
Said teasingly.
The road around the village had been flattened by huge rocks. Jiang Siming smiled helplessly.
"Flanders, take them to take a medicinal bath. Jiang Siming, you stay," the master said.
"Teacher, can I send Zhu Qing back first?" Jiang Siming looked worriedly at Zhu Zhuqing in his arms.
"Okay, I'll wait for you here." The master turned around and said calmly.
A quarter of an hour later.
"Teacher, you have something to ask me for." Jiang Siming said respectfully.
"Si Ming, your talent is the strongest I have ever seen in my life, even unprecedented. Do you regret having a useless person like me as your teacher?" the master said with emotion.
"Teacher, although we haven't been together for long, I, Jiang Siming, respect you and admire you." In the original work, the master treated his disciples with great care. He did not hesitate to fight Poison Douluo to the death for Tang San, and even fought to the death for Tang San.
Go meet the person you least want to see. The master has suffered a lot of indifference in his life, so as long as someone gives him a little love, he will definitely repay it with a spring of love.
So Jiang Siming has no regrets. The Douluo world is a world where the strong are respected. How difficult it is to find someone who is worthy of your trust and willing to give his life for you.
"Good boy. You are a good boy." The master's eyes turned slightly red and he patted Jiang Siming's shoulder.
"Si Ming, actually I came to you to ask you about your ultimate fighting ability." The master returned to the topic.
"If you try your best, you can kill the level 60 soul emperor." Jiang Siming did not include the external soul bone and the second martial soul. After all, Jiang Siming did not want to expose these two trump cards early. Although the master
Not an outsider, but Jiang Siming didn't bother to explain.
"Are you sure you killed him? Not defeated?" the master said in disbelief.
"With my current strength, I have about a 30% chance of winning against Teacher Zhao. It should be enough to kill the level 60 Soul Emperor." Jiang Siming held his chin and thought for a while.
"Okay! I want to think about your training plan carefully. Let's go first." The master touched his chin and said thoughtfully.