As for how terrible the sequelae of doing this in reality would be for himself, Shi Shaoying didn't think about it, and he didn't have time to think about it.

He only knew that he hated being tripped over such a small bunker and never being able to get up again, he hated the taunt in the eyes of the student next to him, and he hated losing at this time, and that was enough!

The rain hit his face and splashed into his eyes, blurring Shi Shaoying's vision; The sound of the storm, the crash of the rolling waves on the reef not far away, completely suppressed the other sounds.

In this world, where no one else can be seen, no other sounds can be heard, and it seems that he is the only one left, Shi Shaoying keeps running, letting his sweat, and the blood flowing from the strip of cloth oozing from his wrist poured on the ground together, forming a road that cannot be seen with the naked eye, but constantly stretches forward with sweat and blood!

Half an hour later, the rain stopped.

The sky, which was not polluted by industry, has become more vivid and fresh after being washed by the rain, and even the sea, which was still roaring and roaring, as if it was about to tear everything apart, has become tame and calm again, which is the unique climate characteristic of coastal cities.

When all the cadets came out of their shelter from the rain and set their eyes on the training ground again, they were stunned.

Instructor Sheri Amand and the two assistant instructors were still standing motionless at their posts, and one of the assistant instructors in charge of recording the results had a record book in his hand that had already been soaked by the rain and could no longer be used, but he still faithfully recorded the final results of the last two students who dropped out of the race: six laps!

Under the circumstance that the heavy rain was pouring down his head and face, and the sandbags on his body were getting heavier and heavier, and he could hardly see or hear his eyes, Shi Shaoying and the last competitor still struggled forward and ran 1,500 meters!

No one knows how Shi Shaoying and another competitor in that environment crossed the mud pond with sharp barbed wire, and how they crossed the active bridge that had been destroyed by Shi Shaoying. The only thing that can be known is that there is an assistant instructor watching, and none of them can play tricks in these aspects.

The two men who were absolutely overdrawn and couldn't even move their little thumbs now, were covered in sand all over their bodies, lying on the ground panting for breath. The shocking scars on their exposed skin silently told everyone the price they paid when they crossed the barbed wire barrier twice in the rainstorm.

The two of them were seven or eight meters away from each other, and when the torrential rain was pouring down at that time, they didn't know that the last competitor was so close to them, and the two of them were almost two parallel lines. Instructor Sherry Armand looked at the face of an assistant instructor, who shook his head. Even though he was very close to the two students, he still couldn't be sure who had won the final victory.

One of the two men fell to the ground after losing his physical strength, and although he struggled hard, he eventually did not have the strength to move his body again. And the other person, after falling to the ground with the same physical exhaustion, insisted on holding the sandbag with his head, half-kneeling and arching forward little by little, using this method to plow a road more than ten centimeters deep and thirty meters long on the ground!

Peter ran up, tried his best to turn Shi Shaoying out of a pile of mud, looked at Shi Shaoying's face that was as pale as paper because of blood loss and physical exhaustion, and then looked at the long road that Shi Shaoying arched out with his body, Peter opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but looking at the face covered with sand and a clear scratch, the eyes that were still bright, he felt that the Adam's apple was dry, and he didn't know what to say.

A warm cheer suddenly sounded all around, listening to this piercing sound like a tide, Shi Shaoying said in a low voice: "I lost? ”

Shi Shaoying's voice sounded dry and astringent at this time, and it was terrifyingly hoarse.

Peter nodded slightly, he almost didn't dare to face Shi Shaoying's eyes, Peter stretched out his hand and gestured in front of Shi Shaoying: "You and he are different...... Ten centimeters! ”

Ten centimeters!

After struggling to cross the 12,000-meter mark, the distance between victory and defeat is so small!

At the last moment, as long as Shi Shaoying climbs one step further, he can overtake his opponent and become the first place in this game! Perhaps, without this rainstorm, he can see the distance between himself and his opponent, and in the case of a target to refer to, Shi Shaoying can arch forward more than ten centimeters!

When both sides have reached the limit of physical strength, when it comes to competing perseverance, who dares to say that they will definitely be stronger than Shi Shaoying?!

Listening to the cheers around him, he didn't need to look up at Shi Shaoying to know that every student's face must be full of laughter now. The student who competed with him to the end and finally won the first place for everyone must now be surrounded by the stars and the moon, and everyone is regarded as a hero.

He only carried a sandbag at the beginning to take advantage, and then his companions gave up the competition and carried the sandbag for him to reduce the weight, he took advantage from the beginning, but do these matter? The important thing is that he won, he suppressed Shi Shaoying, and won the opportunity for all the students present to graduate from the training camp smoothly, for so many people present, knowing this is enough!

Looking at Shi Shaoying's face, Peter couldn't help but persuade: "It doesn't matter, the time is still long, you still have a lot of opportunities in the future." What's so great about losing only once? ”

Shi Shaoying shook his head slowly, he lay on the ground and looked up at the sky above his head, and was silent for a long time before he said indifferently: "Hey, pull me." ”

With Peter's help, Shi Shaoying barely supported his body, he bent his knees and half-knelt on the ground, picked up a slender fallen leaf blown by the sea breeze, rolled it into a funnel shape, reached out and gently swept away the debris floating on a small puddle on the ground, scooped up a spoonful of water with a homemade funnel, and then drank the water in the funnel at a slow speed.

Shi Shaoying drank slowly in this way, feeling the cool water pouring into his stomach through his esophagus, and at the same time, at the same time, a force from life instinct was injected little by little into his body that was already absolutely overdrawn. After drinking the rain of five funnels at the same pace, under Peter's surprised gaze, Shi Shaoying actually struggled to stand up again on his own.

It was when Shi Shaoying stood up again, the smiles on the faces of so many people on the training ground disappeared, and they looked at Shi Shaoying's gaze, as if they were looking at a different dimensional creature from another dimensional world, using his boundless mana to shatter the void and appearing in this world with the attitude of a king landing on the earth!

Under such a gaze, Shi Shaoying's originally vague and shaky pace immediately became stable, and when he straightened his waist, a calm aura that was as immobile as a mountain naturally rose on him.

There seemed to be something in this man's blood that made him never be knocked down, let alone give in, as long as he had a breath left.

Shi Shaoying looked at the champion who was still unable to stand up again on his own strength from afar, first stretched out his left hand and gave a thumbs up, and after a few seconds, he slowly reversed his wrist and put his thumb down, making a provocative gesture that was common all over the world.

As a loser, provoke the winner in public. There are so many people around, obviously sharing the same hatred, but no one dares to stand up and speak.

"Let's go back."

Throwing out this sentence, Shi Shaoying turned his head and walked towards the city of Eller not far away, and Peter was stunned for ten seconds before he woke up like a dream and quickly chased after him.

Walking out of the gate of the training ground, which was not a gate, Shi Shaoying suddenly stopped.

There stood quietly a woman with her hair as red as flames, who had obviously been standing here for a long time, and the drops of water were still slowly running down the ends of her hair. Shi Shaoying was because she was working hard in the training ground, and she couldn't help Shi Shaoying, so she stood outside the training ground and quietly accompanied Shi Shaoying in the rain.

After looking Shi Shaoying up and down, Kai Belin said in as brisk a tone as possible: "What, you got whipped?" ”

"Cabeline, think about it, how many bad things do one have to do to reach the point where everyone shouts and beats the gods and hated the thousand people?"

Shi Shaoying stretched out his hand and stroked his chin that had grown beard stubble, and sighed softly: "Even the ancient Qin Hui, Zhao Gao and the like are nothing more than that, right?" Hehe, this kind of pleasure of betraying relatives and becoming a lonely person, shouting and beating everywhere, simply giving up all falsehoods, breaking the jar and breaking a road to the black indulgence, is really a catalyst for a man's adrenal hormone secretion to be accelerated! ”

Listening to Shi Shaoying's voice suddenly regained his vitality and vitality, Peter's eyes widened violently, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Shi Shaoying, "You, you" for a long time, and he didn't say anything.

"I just want to see what the world-famous Somali pirate training camp looks like, I'm curious!"

Facing Peter's incredulous gaze, Shi Shaoying shrugged his shoulders and said casually: "Actually, I have already contacted an absolutely awesome instructor for myself yesterday, and I will rush to Elle City in a few days to give me special personal guidance. Now that I've seen the pirate training camp, and Abdushir Boss is jumping up and down with a remote command, he has to watch me make a mess, and my division Shaoying is reluctant to pretend to be embarrassed, and when he is a grandson, what's not to do? ”

"But......" Peter blinked his eyes for a long time before he finally digested everything in front of him, and he still said unwillingly: "Those two guys who ran in the front are too bad, you see how they looked like they were just now!" ”

"Hahaha......"

Shi Shaoying suddenly burst out laughing, he bent down with laughter, laughed so much that tears flowed out, and he almost broke out on the spot.

Who is Shi Shaoying, he is a master who will not suffer if he is killed, whoever dares to punch him, he will kick the opponent's feet, even Abduhir's son punched Shi Shaoying a few times in public, he can use a lighter to play the other party to death in plain sight, how can he let go of the two little turtle sons who dug holes and designed their own bastards?

On the training ground with visibility of less than ten meters in the torrential rain, Shi Shaoying, whose physical strength was far from reaching the standard of collapse, searched carefully all the way, and finally found the future champion who ran at the front. At that time, the future champion was absolutely overdrawn and fainted on a sandy field. In order to move further, the would-be champion arched forward in the sand even after falling, arching so hard that even half of his pants were removed.

Shi Shaoying was surprised to find that this girl was not wearing underwear!

Shi Shaoying didn't do anything, just took out a small bottle of wind oil essence from his pocket, which is of Chinese origin, popular in Africa, and has special effects on the treatment of mosquito bites, and used as gentle a movement as possible to the quasi-champion whose pants fell half, and lightly clicked two drops at the top of an organ representing the identity of a man, and by the way, he used the bottle end of the wind oil essence to slowly turn around in the middle of the mushroom-shaped body organ, and on the premise that his fingers were not in direct contact with the other party's organs, Make sure to apply evenly and thoroughly.

By the way, when moving the quasi-champion to the action of lying on the ground, thinking of the proper noun invented by the Chinese "egg pain chrysanthemum tight", Shi Shaoying's heart fluttered, and he ordered two more drops of wind oil essence somewhere in the middle of the poor champion's ass.

Otherwise, why until the end, the "champion" still couldn't straighten his waist, looked a little like a leg cramp, a bit like a stomachache, and his face was even more exciting?!

After doing all this, Shi Shaoying ran back more than ten meters, and also followed the example of the quasi-champion, arching a long mark on the soft sand, and arching longer, deeper, and more exaggerated than the quasi-champion.

The name of the champion buddies don't want it, but this shows the tenacity of will, the crazy arch ** that still does not give up despite the last trace of physical strength, Shi Shaoying will definitely not release water, and shame the Chinese!

When he walked to the streets of Elle City, Shi Shaoying found that the pedestrians on the road were all running in the same direction, looking at the excited looks on their faces, as if Columbus had discovered the New World, and some of the children were even more excited and screaming.

Peter reached out and grabbed a child who ran past them, and when he asked a few words, the expression on his face was wonderful: "They said that there was a strange man from outside the city, and he had to pull someone to shoot him, saying that he was going to show off splitting bullets with a katana!" ”

"What is little Japan going crazy again?"

No matter how tired Shi Shaoying is now and how bad his mood is, he was stunned when he heard this absolutely unexpected "performance" project. The former members of the "Boxer Rebellion" had the beautiful dream of invulnerability, and rushed forward one after another to the Eight-Nation Alliance with heavy machine gun strafing, and used their blood to witness the truth that it is impossible for human beings to practice iron cloth shirts or divine combat for another hundred years, and it is impossible to block the bullet with **.

(To be continued)