Suddenly, Zhengji's eyes flashed slightly, and in the third track, in the position separated from him, it was none other than Ding Rui, who had a conflict some time ago!

At this moment, Ding Rui obviously also noticed himself, and was looking at him with flickering eyes, his eyes flashing with unwilling fighting spirit, and he took advantage of people's inattention to compare a throat-cutting action, obviously very unwilling to suffer a loss last time, and wanted to regain face in this game.

"Masaki has appeared! Look! The voices of the students around him were everywhere, and almost most of the students' eyes were focused on Masaji.

"Come on!"

"Masaki, we love you!"

Before the game started, there were earth-shattering cheers around the arena, whether it was the seventh company or not, as long as there were political and discipline fans in the company, they would involuntarily cheer for the idol in their hearts, judging from the cheers and cheers, even in the military school where most of the boys were in the army, there were really not a few of his fans.

Most of the people cheered for the same person, such a movement was very shocking, and the people who participated with Masaki felt pressure and unconvinced, because they saw that even if it was their own class company, there were people cheering for Masaki.

"It's not like singing, in terms of physical training, you must beat him!" This is the same idea of the other nine people.

"All of them! Preparation! Begin! With the referee's order, the 400-meter steeplechase race officially began!

As soon as the words fell, everyone started quickly, and the figure of Masaki was particularly prominent, just like a cheetah-like rapid start, so fast that people even had a feeling that they couldn't keep up with their eyes! Almost as soon as it started, it was a long way ahead of the other nine!

The onlookers at the training ground looked at the figure of Zhengji in surprise, and they couldn't help but open their mouths wide! This speed is terrifying! Some people even feel that the speed of political discipline at this moment is not even inferior to that of the Olympic 100-meter athletes!

The first 100-meter speed run was a big cut away from the rest of his teammates!

The attention of the rest of the people in the race with Masaki was obviously also on Masaki, and after seeing his short-distance sprint speed so fast, they couldn't help but be surprised, and they secretly comforted themselves in their hearts, maybe Masaki was just a good short-distance runner, and there were so many obstacle races after that!

Almost a few seconds, the 100-meter sprint has reached the end, and at the end of the end is the cross-pile, five cylindrical stones are placed on the ground regularly, and the person who passes must step on the stone pillar to run through, and in this way, it is necessary to slow down to grasp the foothold of each place, it is obvious that this level is a test of the soldiers' extreme speed disguise and the ability to control the body.

However, a scene that they had never seen before appeared, the speed of the figure of Masaki who sprinted to the front of the pile did not decrease at all, his body suddenly soared into the air, and he stepped on every stone platform accurately, moving his body at will, pointing at will, perfectly controlling every muscle in his body, and almost passed this level before they could react.

And until this time, the remaining nine competitors have just reached this level.

People couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamations, for the speed and control of political discipline.

At this time, Masaki has crossed the trench obstacle of almost two meters with the general action of flowing water, without pausing at all, and the next low wall to cross this level, Masaki's performance is even more eye-catching, he even maintains the speed of the 100-meter sprint just now, basically too lazy to pause, his toes are a little jerked on the ground, and his body is stretched, like an eagle with wings, it is like a hurdle that has crossed the low wall of one meter and six!

"Wow!" The students watching around the arena couldn't help but let out an exclamation when they saw this scene.

Next level, high board jumping! This is an almost two-meter-high wooden roof in front of all the contestants, and behind the wooden roof is two stone piers like a ladder, gradually lowering, if you want to pass this level, ordinary people have to stop and use inertia to jump and grab the edge of the plank to turn over to step on it, and then jump like jumping on the stairs to step on the two stone platforms.

However, in the eyes of everyone, the figure of Zhengji sprinting, facing the obstacle of the wooden roof more than two meters high, did not have the slightest intention of slowing down!

"Does he want to.,..!" Everyone's minds watched this scene and there was a possibility that they didn't dare to confirm, because Masaki faced the obstacle wooden platform more than two meters high without slowing down, and there were almost only two possibilities, crashing into the plank, or jumping directly on it?!

But can anyone jump onto a two-meter-high wooden platform?!

People look at the figure of Masaki, his tall figure is about 1.95 meters, a pair of long legs have been wearing loose training pants for hundreds of years, and it does not affect the beauty at all, although the legs are tall, but each of his movements does not have the uncoordinated feeling of ordinary people who are too tall, every movement is full of strength and flexible beauty, even if it is such a tall height, it does not affect his agility at all.

Perhaps, he can do it? People looked at Masaki's long legs, and the idea that no one had ever succeeded came to their minds.

And the reality coincides with their speculation, in the same way, the toes of political discipline are on the ground again, and this time the strength is even greater! Some people can even see a pit in the grass that has been deeply stepped on by the reaction force of the toes of the political discipline! And the figure of Masaki slowly flew higher and higher in their surprised gaze!

That's right, at this moment, Masaki gives them the feeling that they are flying!

The sunlight shone on the training ground, and the figure sprinkled in the air made everyone feel indescribable.

"Bang!" The sound of the collision between the wooden platform and the rubber sole sounded, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, the figure of Masaki appeared on the wooden platform!

He actually succeeded! Achieved a miracle that no one has ever been able to do! In the history of this military school, no one has been able to rush to the two-meter-high wooden platform with such a jumping movement! And Masaki, a freshman in his freshmanship, actually sat down!

"Boom!" The audience let out a burst of exclamations in unison! Instructor Fan Libo couldn't help but stand up, looking at this scene with trembling hands, his eyes were full of surprise and excitement, at this moment, he seemed to see Zhengji standing in his original special brigade and becoming one of them!

And the leaders on the rostrum, seeing this scene, although they did not show the same excitement as ordinary people, but there was still a flash of light in their eyes, Song Jianping was also sitting on the stage, at this moment his eyes were obviously full of appreciation, yes, this kid Zhengji, really did not let himself down.

At this time, in the field, Masaki had already passed this level, and rushed towards the next level of the single-plank bridge without pause, and the other team members behind him had just finished running the obstacle of trench jumping, and Masaki was a full level ahead of them!

The seven-eight-meter-long single-plank bridge is about half a person's height, and it tests the balance of the soldiers, and this level is not even more challenging for Masaki, who maintains his speed and stabs it easily.

Climbing the high wall, and the previous wooden plank platform is the same as the previous one by Zhengji with a way to cross, once again won an exclamation from the scene, and the last level of the "low pile net", Zhengji did not care about his own identity and status, pounced on his body like a dexterous snake as fast as a swift pass, and until this moment, other people have been separated from him by two obstacles.

Ding Rui gasped violently, his face flushed and looked at the Zhengji who had begun to turn back in front of him, the unwillingness in his heart burned his chest like a fire, he worked hard to squeeze every potential and strength of himself, however, some things cannot be completed by will and belief, and he is still getting farther and farther away from Zhengji.

"Isn't this guy a singer? How can the physical fitness be better than me! Ding Rui thought unwillingly, you must know that he was born in the Ding family, and he has been trained and cultivated by his father and military family since he was a child, and his physical fitness has always been one of the best among his peers.

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