blenderwars Chapter 29 Special training begins
Chapter 29 Special training begins
Chapter 29 Special training begins
"Our training starts today. I don't care whether you are ready or not. My only request to you is obedience." The master said seriously.
"Understood!" everyone shouted in unison.
"Now, according to your number, carry the basket with the corresponding number on your back. Do not use your soul power and run around the village 100 times." The master pointed to the basket full of stones behind him.
"This is fatal!" Ma Hongjun couldn't help but say.
"Fatty, if you don't want to be a chicken for the rest of your life, you have to climb 100 laps." Dai Mubai said with full fighting spirit. Strictly speaking, Jiang Siming and he had practiced together for the longest time. And now the gap between them has widened to an unimaginable extent. 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 carried their baskets. Recently, they started running in circles. Only Jiang Siming stayed where he was, looking at the master in confusion.
"Teacher, don't I need training today?" Jiang Siming always felt something was wrong.
"You don't need to carry a basket, look there." The master pointed to a huge rock 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 I should consider. You need to solve it yourself." The master grinned, turned around and left.
"Oh, it seems that we can only tie it up with a rope and drag it." Jiang Siming said as he quickly tied the stone with a rope and tied the end of the rope around his waist.
He took a deep breath and started chasing after the Shrek Seven Devils, leaving a long trail on the ground.
"It's really heavy! But luckily I can hold on." Jiang Siming's physical fitness has reached a terrifying level. In terms of physical fitness and potential, few people can compare with him.
Jiang Siming slowly caught up with the Shrek Seven Devils.
"Boss Dai, did you hear any strange noises?" Ma Hongjun asked in confusion when he heard the sound of Jiang Siming dragging the stone.
"Hey, Fatty, we haven't even finished one circle and you're already hallucinating? I've told you that you should lose weight." Dai Mubai said mockingly.
"Boss Dai, I seemed to have heard it too. It came from behind us." Tang San said.
Everyone looked back and turned their heads in horror. Only Zhu Zhuqing looked at Jiang Siming with some distress.
"Oh my god, am I really seeing things? Boss Dai, is Siming really a human? He's so perverted." Oscar said in disbelief.
"The more I get to know Brother Siming, the more I 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.
"Xiao San is right, come on everyone!" Dai Mubai shouted.
"Come on!" everyone shouted in unison.
"The momentum is good." Jiang Siming squeezed into the team.
"Listen to me, keep a steady pace. Don't create too much of a gap. Exhale after three steps, inhale after three steps." Jiang Siming reminded.
Everyone followed suit.
After each lap, the master asked them to drink a cup of salt water and continue running.
After 25 laps, everyone's physical strength began to decline.
"Rongrong, can you still hold on?" Oscar looked at Ning Rongrong, whose face was flushed, with some concern.
"I'm fine." Ning Rongrong said with difficulty. As the proud daughter of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, she became the last one among the Shrek Seven Devils. Ning Rongrong didn't say it on the surface, but she was unwilling to admit defeat in her heart.
"Everyone calm down, we have the same amount of stones in our baskets, but there are auxiliary spirit masters in our team, which does not match our physical fitness. The teacher cannot make such a mistake. So he must want us to share the weight of the stones in the baskets by ourselves." Tang San speculated.
"Xiao San is right. The master should be testing our adaptability and team spirit." Jiang Siming agreed.
"Zhuqing, give me your basket." Jiang Siming said with some concern. Zhu Zhuqing's face was already a little red.
"No, I can do it." Zhu Zhuqing looked at Jiang Siming firmly. Jiang Siming was so outstanding, Zhu Zhuqing wanted to work hard to be worthy of Jiang Siming.
The relationship between two people always has cracks because of one party's inferiority complex.
Jiang Siming naturally saw through Zhu Zhuqing's little thoughts. If you love someone, you must give them 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 unyielding tone.
"Yeah." Zhu Zhuqing wanted to refuse, but seeing Jiang Siming's determined eyes, she was moved.
"Okay, stop showing off your affection. It's really difficult for us." Dai Mubai couldn't help but say.
After the 50th lap, Zhu Zhuqing's basket had already reached Jiang Siming's body. The baskets behind Tang San and Dai Mubai also became heavier.
On the 100th lap, Zhu Zhuqing was already lying in Jiang Siming's arms. Dai Mubai also had Oscar on his chest and Ning Rongrong on his back. Xiao Wu was lying on Tang San's back.
"There are only 100 meters left, it's almost there." Jiang Siming said with some difficulty.
Finally, everyone collapsed at the finish line. Only Jiang Siming stood there holding Zhu Zhuqing, gasping for breath.
"Si Ming, you are so awesome. I was thinking about repairing this road a few days ago, and you completed it for me today. But this is voluntary on your part, and I, the dean, will not pay you for it." Flanders said jokingly.
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." said the master.
"Teacher, can I send Zhuqing back first?" Jiang Siming looked at Zhu Zhuqing in his arms with some worry.
"Okay, I'll wait for you here." The master turned around and said lightly.
A quarter of an hour later.
"Teacher, you have something to talk to me about." Jiang Siming said respectfully.
"Si Ming, your talent is the strongest I have ever seen in my life, and I can even say that you are unprecedented. Do you regret taking a useless person like me as your master?" The master said with emotion.
"Teacher, although we haven't been together for a long time, I, Jiang Siming, respect you and admire you." In the original novel, the master treated his disciples with great care. He fought with Poison Douluo to death for Tang San, and even went to see the person he least wanted to see for Tang San. The master suffered from indifference in his life, so as long as someone gave him a little love, he would definitely repay them with a spring of love.
So Jiang Siming did not regret it. In the Douluo World, where the strong are respected, it is not easy to find someone who is trustworthy and willing to sacrifice his life for you.
"Good boy. You are a good boy." The master's eyes were slightly red. He patted Jiang Siming's shoulder.
"Si Ming, actually I asked you to come here because I want to ask you about your ultimate combat ability." The master got back to the point.
"If you try your best, you can kill a level 60 Soul Emperor." Jiang Siming did not count 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 was not an outsider, Jiang Siming was too lazy to explain.
"Are you sure it was a kill? Not a defeat?" the master said with some disbelief.
"With my current strength, I have about a 60% chance of winning against Teacher Zhao. It should be enough to kill a level Soul Emperor." Jiang Siming said after thinking for a while with his chin resting on his hand.
"Okay! I need to think carefully about your training plan. Let's go first." The master touched his chin and said thoughtfully.
"goodbye teacher."
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(End of this chapter)