"Senior Brother Liang, I don't feel like this set of Xuanwu armor has any effect, it's like I don't feel anything when I carry it on my body, how much does this set weigh?"

"Well, thirty kilograms, that's so much, no wonder I don't think it makes much difference. ”

"Otherwise, let's go back and change the focus, I don't think this set will play a role in carrying weight at all. If you run like this, it's no different than usual. ”

Under the moonlight, Zhang Kun kept saying when he ran, shaking the so-called Xuanwu armor on his body from time to time, and his face was relaxed.

In this regard, the corners of Guo Binliang's eyes, who were running in front, twitched, but he didn't speak, but secretly slandered in his heart.

Where can I find another set for you? This 30-kilogram Xuanwu armor is already the heaviest in the gym. Uncle Changsheng directly took out this set of guys, but it was enough to look down on you.

As for lightness, hehe, now you think it's light, but, wait, wait.......

The corners of Guo Binliang's mouth suddenly grinned a sly smile, looked back at Zhang Kun with a normal complexion, smiled, and then continued to run forward.

The two of them ran quickly on the uninhabited road, Zhang Kun's mouth kept talking, but as time went by, Zhang Kun's words began to slowly decrease, and when the first rays of the morning sun jumped out on the eastern horizon, Zhang Kun's mouth was completely closed.

He gasped softly, his face full of seriousness, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Looking at the rising sun on the horizon, and then looking at the surrounding environment, the corners of Zhang Kun's eyes trembled.

It can't be, no, how can it be.

Zhang Kun didn't have a watch, and his mobile phone was thrown in his duffel bag, and he never took these with him when he went out for training. But even so, Zhang Kun can roughly estimate the time of appearance, and it should have been nearly an hour and a half since they left the gym.

That's right, although it is an estimate, Zhang Kun is sure that this time will definitely not be too far behind.

Then Zhang Kun looked at the surrounding roadside environment again, recalled the memory of running in the past, and the look of disbelief in his eyes was even stronger.

He's only run about half the way?

You must know that yesterday he ran 30 kilometers, but it only took him two hours and three minutes, and today he .......

Zhang Kun suddenly lowered his head and stared blankly at the black Xuanwu armor under his training uniform.

The close-fitting Xuanwu armor fell together as he ran with his body, looking stupid and stupid, originally Zhang Kun looked down on it, and felt that this thing didn't have much effect, but now it .......

Thirty kilograms, it's just thirty kilograms, obviously it doesn't feel like much weight, why is this happening?

It is not difficult for Zhang Kun to guess what the reason for such a change will occur, but he just can't figure out why there is such a big difference when he wears thirty kilograms, and he doesn't feel pressure when he wears it.

Looking up at Guo Binliang who was running in front of him, he still needed a lot of effort to lead Zhang Kun yesterday, but today he looked very relaxed, although his forehead was full of sweat, but at least his back was dry and not soaked.

As for himself, Zhang Kun felt that his whole body had long been soaked with sweat.

Zhang Kun opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it.

His eyes froze, his mouth pursed tightly, and then he began to slowly and actively regulate the breathing of his mouth and nose, the movement of the muscles in his body, the ups and downs of his body, and even the position of his arms swinging .......

In the past, he always let his body feel like running at all, and he felt that running like that was the best state, but now, Zhang Kun felt that it was not like that.

He knows the reason, his body memory is still stuck in the state of yesterday, but today, he weighs thirty kilograms, so the best state of his body memory is no longer suitable for today.

Since the reason was discovered, Zhang Kun naturally tried to find a way to adjust, but the change in body weight and the increase in burden began to accumulate little by little.

Zhang Kun was sore all over, his mouth and nose seemed to be burning, and the sweat all over his body seemed to be flowing without money, Zhang Kun had not felt such a feeling for a long time.

And when he finally arrived at his destination, Uncle Guo Changping stood there with a cold face, holding a timer.

"Three hours and twenty minutes. Uncle Guo Changping said coldly.

Zhang Kun opened his mouth to explain that he was so late because he was wearing Xuanwu armor.

But looking at the cold face of Uncle Guo Changping, Zhang Kun opened his mouth, but finally did not speak.

After resting for ten minutes, he began the training behind, first standing on the horse, for this, Zhang Kun didn't say a word, he set up a frame to move the horse, and he now urgently needs to recover some physical strength.

But soon, Zhang Kun's face became ugly. Because, he couldn't find the feeling of Zamabu anymore.......

Yes, he couldn't find that feeling, that feeling of standing up for a horse in his heart.

His body fell together, and he knew very well how to control every muscle in his body, but ...... Can't do it.

The thirty kilograms of Xuanwu armor began to slowly exert his power, and Zhang Kun also began to taste the results of this power.

Ma Bu, who was regarded by Zhang Kun as a physical recovery agent in the past, has made Zhang Kun suffer a lot today. For two hours, Zhang Kun's hands and feet standing directly were weak, and his physical strength was even more violently consumed.

And the subsequent squats, frog jumps, and even Zhang Kun's already ripe Yongchun shelf, which can no longer be cooked, all made Zhang Kun's pain deepen little by little.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Zhang Kun was helped back to the boxing gym by Senior Brother Guo Binliang, and then the medicinal bath that he hadn't soaked in for more than ten days reappeared in Zhang Kun's room.

Zhang Kun sat in the bathtub, looking at the Xuanwu armor on the ground next to him, which he had untied, his eyes were in a daze.

On the sofa in the room, a figure quietly held a purple sand teapot, pounding tea there, as if seeing Zhang Kun's sluggish appearance, the corner of the man's mouth grinned a slight chuckle, but it quickly retracted, and then spoke lightly.

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ps: This Saturday and weekend because of things at home to run around, so there is no time to code words, just one shift, tomorrow to resume two shifts!