Zelos walked up to the training ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He wore battle armor, the armor that symbolized the high-ranking officers was made of silver and black iron, which was quite conspicuous, and the feathers on his head swayed with his movements, and the appearance was showing off his might.

He knew he couldn't lose, and Reginard didn't ask officers to participate in training as well, but yesterday Li Qing had been training with the army all day, and there was no reason for him to continue to hide in his office in the tower.

Li Qing......

The name made him gnash his teeth.

He was highly skilled and respected, and Zelos still remembered the day when Karma called in his army without authorization, attacked the town of Hunter, and returned to the city in triumph. The streets were crowded with people, and people were scrambling for fear of missing out on the hero.

"That Li Qing is hundreds of times stronger than our city defense officer!"

I'm afraid it was the most vicious word he'd ever heard.

He hated him, and compared to him, he had nothing.

When they stepped on the training ground, the soldiers who saw this scene could not help but exclaim, and then began to talk about the fact that their turtle commander, who liked to hide in the fortress and give orders, actually appeared on the training ground.

"The teams are assembled!" Reginald's voice floated down from above, who was standing leisurely on the reviewing stand, scanning the room, a glass of orange juice with a straw in his hand.

It's just a big fire when you look at it.

"What does it look like to be slow! As yesterday, each team will be punished ten times, and the team that reaches the finish line first will enjoy the wine cellar and the officer's canteen at noon, and the team that is last will be punished twice! ”

As he spoke, he stretched his waist, yawned, and handed the orange juice in his hand to Irelia who was guarding next to him, looking very impatient.

The soldiers below shouted in pain, but staggered to their feet at the orders of the generals of the various teams.

In fact, this is normal, many of them did not sleep well, after a whole day of devil training yesterday, they were dragged out of the bed by Reginard in the middle of the night, and ran in circles around the city wall. When they dragged their tired bodies back to bed, they closed their eyes for a while, and the sky lit up.

Reginald felt a little dizzy, and rested slightly against the railing of the review stand for a while before finally returning to the room at Soraka's strong request.

After he called the three teams of Langton, Kik, and Aatrox to run laps yesterday, he called a few more teams, and when he returned to the office, it was already dark, and he briefly looked at the papers piled on the table.

The spellcasting materials he needs will take another day to be ready.

Irelia yawned and tearfully pushed open the door, and when she saw Reginald standing at the table with the robe on, she knew that this guy must have not slept all night, and cursed "stupid" in her heart, and silently brewed the coffee.

But he couldn't lie down at all, closed his eyes for a while, then got up again and walked out the door.

I really can't do anything about him.

Irelia could only silently follow him, standing with him on the city wall and making rounds to see how satirical he was at the hands of the soldiers, who were too tired to get up.

"What a bunch of shit!"

"You're not as good as the cleaners of Noxus!"

"Guess what I came up with, it's like the Academy of Magic's annual physical fitness test."

"Are you sure you're really men?! And not a bunch of big? ”

The soldiers' cheeks were flushed, they were panting, their expressions were twisted in pain, and they couldn't even run in a straight line, and Irelia was even a little worried that they wouldn't have time for the Noxus invasion and collapse here.

"Lord Reginal," Barton reported. "General Zeroth is in the ranks!"

"He did it of his own free will." Reginard said calmly.

"But he was the last one! Fifty or sixty yards left by the penultimate place! Barton continued.

"That's his own problem. He must have his own reasons for doing this! ”

"Weak Chicken...... Brother, he, really ...... at the end" Irelia looked at Zelos running at the end on the city wall, and couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart.

"It's a good thing that he's willing to train with the soldiers."

"But...... Brother, he ......," Irelia bit her lip.

But brother, what a strong person.

Her eyes were locked on her brother, who was clearly running hard, and his speed was almost a jog. The guy in front of him should be a recruit of the Vescello team, the name comes from the myth of the bloody competition in Noxus, the gladiator Vescello, who was later rescued by the first king of Demacia, and was loyal to the third generation and changed his name to Zhao Xin.

Tears welled up in my eyes, and my vision blurred.

Then she saw a figure slowly retreat from the group, advancing alongside Zeloth.

He didn't fit in with the heavily armed soldiers, and he didn't stand out like the specialized officer armor of Zeroth, but he stood out from the crowd - a bare bronzed-skinned figure.

Li Qing.

Zelos struggled to move his legs, sweat streaming from his forehead into his eyes, and his helmet was crooked, blocking his vision, and finally, the helmet with feathers fell to the ground.

He knew he must be embarrassed. As the commander of the city defense army, he actually ran at the rear, and he was out of breath. He heard the wind whirring around him, but it sounded like a twisted, shrill mockery.

yes, everyone must be laughing at him.

Our city defense officer, Lord Zeroth, is a piece of waste running last!

A voice burst into his head.

"Take it easy. Breathe. Inhale hard! He saw Li Qing retreat and ran next to him. Loosen your fist, it's useless to push it. ”

He was a little surprised that he knew this, even though he couldn't see anything.

"Breathe well! Yes, keep up with me slowly. Li Qing slowly accelerated, leading in front of Zelos. Hearing the sound of breathing behind him slowly becoming powerful and regular, Li Qing sped up to allow Zelos to get used to the intensity.

Then he shouted, "Now, come and overtake me!" You garbage who wears the title of commander and eats soft rice! Come and overtake me! ”

Zeloth's cheeks trembled, every muscle burning like a flame, aching, anger causing the adrenal glands to secrete new hormones that flowed to the already exhausted limbs!

He kept puffing his breath, and one of the recruits in front of him was quickly chased by him, who was already with his cheeks twisted, his mouth wide open, his head tilted, and his eyes closed in pain.

But he only had Li Qing running in front of him in his eyes.

He's going to surpass him! He can't afford to lose here!

Zelos gulped the air into his lungs, his eyes closed, his arms swinging, his muscles about to crack pulling his legs forward, bursting with extreme power!

The end is just around the corner, and now the two are almost side by side!

Surpass...... More than gone!

Zelos, who crossed the finish line, almost fell directly to the ground, his mind had already stopped, and his internal organs seemed to be burning, but the excitement that rushed to his brain could not be suppressed.

Li Qing handed him a hand, Zelos grabbed it, and was pulled up by the former. "Don't stop, get up and keep walking for a while, it's good for you."

Zelos nodded, but realized that the other could not see his movements.

Li Qing raised his hand and threw it, and a kettle flew to him.

"You lack physical strength, but your will is commendable, and you deserve to be stronger than you are now. I do have a suggestion to change the armor and do the same as the soldiers, so that it doesn't look too strong. ”

Zelos caught the kettle, unscrewed it and poured it in, then grinned.

"No, I'm the commander-in-chief, and I deserve to stand out from the crowd."