"Instructor, it's just out of strength, it's not a big deal", one of them touched his snort and breathed a sigh of relief. Fastest updates

"Well, send it to the infirmary", Jiewu's expressionless head, his gaze did not leave the figure of political discipline.

The situation on the field has changed, and I don't know when, Masaki has already run side by side with Yuanyi, and several warrior monks behind the two of them stumbled farther and farther, seeing that they were about to step into the footsteps of the warrior monk who had fainted just now.

Yuan Yi breathed breathlessly, every breath of air into his lungs, it was like a fire burning like a fire, every step, it was as heavy as stepping on cotton, the soft beach sand, every step would leave a deep footprint, making him feel as if there was a pair of invisible hands pulling his legs, his eyes had become a little blurry, he knew that this was a reflection of the lack of oxygen supply to the deactivation and the strenuous exercise of the brain.

Suddenly, a figure appeared from his side, Ling Yuanyi was startled, and the feeling of dizziness was also slightly awake in this startle, and he looked at the political discipline beside him with a surprised face, this newcomer, has he already caught up?

When he saw Zhengji, his expression was shocked again, and a huge wave surged in his heart, because the Zhengji in front of him seemed so out of place compared with himself and others who were tired and tired! So calm, his face was only slightly ruddy, and he didn't even have a few drops of sweat! The whole person didn't look like a person who had engaged in such a fierce exercise at all!

After the surprise, followed by a deep sense of powerlessness, he is not stupid, just look at the current state of Zhengji, this is the weight of more than ten laps, it is simply easy for him, looking at his state, it seems that it is not a problem to hold on to ten laps at all, but what about themselves?

He never thought that one day he would be forced into such a situation by a newcomer, at this moment there was no contempt in his eyes, no contempt, no more contempt, and he became dignified, because he knew that in terms of physical strength and endurance, they had no suspense, not as good as this newcomer!

The unwillingness in my heart is like a flame burning Yuanyi's heart, and my confidence in myself has been shaken unprecedentedly today, what is the use of my sleepless training day after day and year after year in the past few decades? Is there really a genius in this world? My own efforts are so ridiculous in front of this newcomer, is it still necessary for me to persevere? Isn't the successor of Zen Buddhism really destined to be an impossible dream?

Yuanyi's mind was ethereal, thinking thoughtlessly, but his body, as if by inertia, was firmly carrying out his master's orders, and instinctively stepped forward.

At this moment, not only Yuan Yi thought so, but also the rest of the warrior monks who followed him and Masaki, they were unwilling, they didn't want to face this fact, they didn't want to be ridiculed and joked! They were unwilling to support them to follow Masaki's pace step by step.

However, the dream is beautiful, but the reality is cruel, thirteen circles, following the Masaki and Yuanyi several warrior monks, finally reached the limit of their bodies, one after another fell to the ground, lying there motionless, the breath in the chest proves the continuation of their lives, and no one took the initiative to give up! The willpower of the Zen Temple is vividly expressed at this moment.

Jiewu commanded the rest of the people expressionlessly, carrying the fainted people off the field one by one, he looked at the two people who were still running with a deep expression, and no one could see what he was thinking.

Yuanyi felt that his legs no longer belonged to him, his stumbling steps could stop at any time, and his consciousness seemed to have reached the edge of blur, sweat had soaked his monk's robe, leaving white stains, and his lips were chapped one after another, and the figure of the newcomer who was like a dream demon had opened up the distance from him far away from him at some point, leaving him with an ethereal back.

The current self is probably very embarrassed, Yuanyi thought to himself.

The crowd of onlookers didn't dare to look at this scene, Yuanyi was actually surpassed by this newcomer! And looking at the appearance of the newcomer, it seemed that he was at ease and had no spare strength at all! There was even time to look around.

"He, is he a monster?" someone said as he stared blankly at the scene, his lips pursed.

"What's the big deal, it's just that you can run, just like this, you want to surpass us, it's far behind, and the battlefield is not faster than anyone else", someone said sourly, obviously standing on Yuanyi's side.

"That's it, what does physical strength mean on the battlefield? Anyway, I'm convinced," some people subconsciously retorted.

"Senior Brother Yuanyi, come on, you must not lose!" someone couldn't help but shout at the two people who were running, as if they didn't want to see the prestige of the Zen Temple defeated by a newcomer.

Yuanyi heard the sound of cheering in a trance, and bit the tip of his tongue hard, the sharp pain and the slightest smell of blood made his consciousness slightly sober, "You can't lose, you must not lose, even if you gamble your life, you can't let your dignity be disgraced!" he thought in his heart, and struggled to chase towards the figure of Zhengji.

Suddenly, the dream-like figure in front of him stopped.

Everyone, including Yuanyi, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally couldn't hold on? Is this newcomer going to give up? Fifteen laps! This is an unprecedented feat of a newcomer! A trace of an ugly smile finally appeared on Yuanyi's face, is he going to win? Hold on, hold on a little longer, and be sure to surpass him!

Yuan dragged his heavy steps step by step to Masaki's side, and suddenly a demonic voice seemed to sound in his heart.

"Oops, I'm sorry, the shoelaces are open," Masaki saw Yuanyi who moved to his side, showed a bright smile, tightened the last shoelace, wiped the faint beads of sweat on his forehead, stood up with a smile, and even jumped easily, adjusted the balance of the sandbag on his shoulder, and surpassed himself faster in three or two steps!

"Poof", under the ups and downs, the feeling of seeing hope and being stifled by his own hands, let Yuan Yichao drown in a mouthful of saliva, his eyes were dark, and he plopped, and in the speechless eyes of everyone, he fell to the ground, and he fainted in a hurry.

There is no suspense, such a word appeared in everyone's minds, after experiencing such a strong exercise, Zhengji can still squat down to change the state of exercise, and there is laughter! All people who have participated in long-distance running and other sports know that people cannot stop immediately after strenuous exercise, and must walk a few steps slowly, otherwise, it is likely to cause lung congestion and myocardial infarction due to the violent heartbeat, which is why once someone faints, the martial arts will let people walk slowly after helping them up and then rest and treat.

And all this, in Masaki, seems to be completely subverted, looking at him, it doesn't look like he has experienced strenuous exercise at all, but it is as relaxed as a walk after dinner.

On the field, the lonely figure of Masaki is still running, like a tireless robot! It has left a deep impression in everyone's minds, and it is believed that it will not be long before the news spreads in the whole temple that a newcomer with amazing physical strength has defeated the veteran Jiupin master monk.

"Master Martial Arts, are you still running?" Masaji's voice suddenly came loudly.

Jiewu looked at Zhengji, who ran past him and waved at him, he was speechless for a while, and he was still running a fart, did he pick up a stone and hit his own feet? Seventeen circles, where did Jiekong find this monster! He was completely powerless to complain.

"Stop, stop running", Jiewu shouted angrily at Zhengji, in addition to shock, he also had a feeling of being mocked.

"Okay" Zhengji stopped, smiled, and casually smashed the sandbag on his back to the ground like a half-throw ball, but it startled the distracted martial arts.

Suddenly, Masaki grinned and felt a sore itch in his shoulder, and he knew that his terrifying self-healing ability had begun to work again.

No one noticed that the shoulder of Masaki's clothes, which had been worn out by sandbags, healed at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, and turned white again.

Zhengji's face was slightly red, and he didn't know if he didn't run, this exercise made him completely feel what a change this transformed body had, such a high degree of exercise, his body had completed all this without obstacles, in this body, it seemed to have endless power, if it was him before, I am afraid that he would have been tired and lying down.

The general political discipline that seemed to be unfinished while strolling in the same place formed a stark contrast to the circle of people lying on the ground breathlessly, and everyone looked at the political discipline, their eyes full of curiosity.

At this moment, he was on Conch Mountain, looking at the figure of Zhengji and Jiewu entangled in the distance, "Good son, it looks good, an ordinary person who has not been trained, the limit of his physical strength cannot reach the level of his, hehe, maybe he is expected to become a descendant of Zen Buddhism." ”

And at this moment, it was surprising that Jiewu's eyes revealed a hint of approval, but then he replied to that fierce expression, "I have to, there is a lot of brute strength, but now that it is close to dinner, if you rush to the dining hall now, you may still have the possibility of eating." ”

Zhengji was stunned for a moment, tired but not tired, but he was really hungry! This may be the only side effect of this body after being modified by the virus, he didn't say a word, and Saya ran towards the building that Jiewu pointed to, the speed was staggering.

The people who left their glasses behind, this guy, how can he seem to be okay at all!

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