Ling Xingyue instructed Zhang Yishan to take out a water bag and replenish a little water for everyone, so as not to dehydrate everyone. You must know that sweating is inevitable in such a run, and water becomes a treasure. Just after a round of running, many people were reluctant to throw things at first, weapons, armor, water bags and dry food, everything was tight, and they were reluctant to let go, but in the second half of the run, their physical strength could not keep up, and they began to throw things indiscriminately, and many people threw out water bags.

Now I'm so thirsty that my throat and eyes are smoking, but I don't drink a drop of water. Suddenly, I saw Zhang Yishan take out a water bag, give Danmu Gulan water, and run a few steps to grab it.

Zhang Yishan is not easy to meet, suddenly felt that someone rushed over, he had already increased his vigilance, and when he saw that he reached out to grab water, or snatched water from the little girl Danmu Gulan, he couldn't tolerate it, one broke up, handed the water bag to Danmu Gulan, and then spun on the spot, a reflexive back swing fist, and hit out, the person who wanted to grab the water had already run to his own limit, and the reaction to the surroundings was much slower. There was only water in his eyes, and he was completely defenseless and punched in the face.

Zhang Yishan, the commander of the Praetorian Guard, the thickness of his palm is like a rice cake stacked together, clenched into a fist, it is really like a sandbag, in such a sports environment, spinning and exerting force, one blow in place, the poor water grabber, without even making a sound, fell into the dust, and was soon stepped on by a group of people, and arranged the whereabouts.

Seeing Zhang Yishan's move, Ling Xingyue also paused, because this kind of occasional form was too late to dissuade Zhang Yishan, it was completely an instinctive reaction of a warrior. After making a move, Ling Xingyue saw that there was no Yizhuang, and then she was relieved.

Keep running with the team. At this time, there are more and more people who can't run, and the team has gradually lengthened, but as a person who can participate in this kind of competition, there are also many strong players, the front, a big man on two meters tall, every time he takes a step, he feels that the ground trembles, and he always maintains the first position.

The team a little later is even more interesting, these three people who look exactly the same are likely to be triplets, no matter how they are dressed or how they run, they are exactly the same, with six triangular eyes, and the ugly ones are all the same as before.

To the left of the triplets is a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, all locked in a very large robe, he does not seem to be running, but jumping, but not jumping, and the amplitude is very small and light. And what is in the huge robe, what is really not known to outsiders.

The shaman group of Warat has not been left behind, and each shaman has a tacit understanding of the continuous use of the shaman's recovery spell, while running, while using the recovery, so that all the shaman mages, the physical strength is not very large, but the amount of their aura consumption, it is unknown. But until now, there are still shamans who are tired, and the staff is still in his hand.

Ling Xingyue herself had no feeling at all about running at this point, you must know that Ling Xingyue was a person who was rushing faster than a horse in the starry night, and running so slowly at such a small distance had no effect on Ling Xingyue at all. He has now rehabilitated all the hydration bags in his team to minimize the burden on his own team members.

As for Situ, Zhang Yishan, Zhao Jinlong, the three, they are all okay, three people from the army, these dozens of miles of running, and there is no weight, for the three of them, it is basically the normal level of running. Although they can't do the light lifting of Ling Xingyue and the ease of doing nothing, if you let them fight now, they will not lose their combat effectiveness in this section of running.

The most pitiful should be Danmu Gulan, a girl who grew up on horseback since she was a child, and now she has to use her two feet to run, a girl who has never run so far, and now she has a taste of blood in her mouth when she is panting, and it is completely her will and the rope in front of her that she has persevered until now. The girl gritted her teeth, not wanting to be a burden on the team, but in terms of physical strength, the gap between her and the remaining few people was too great.

As the line continued to lengthen, people kept falling on the road, and this huge, seemingly endless, passageway seemed to have become a nightmare for these runners. You don't know where you're going, you don't know where you're going, you don't know how far away, then you can only grit your teeth and stay up step by step.

Eventually, the huge passage began to change, and a black end could be seen in the distance. Everyone knows in their hearts that it should be the end, all of them grit their back teeth, insist, I want to persevere, hold on, and soon reach the end, in this constant self-hypnosis of myself, the thin and tall man in the lead suit finally slowed down, and stopped at which big black seal.

The first echelon of the first echelon, the people also slowed down, and then stopped, the people in this echelon basically did not change much, some slightly gasped, and some even gasped as usual, but more people came from behind, sweating into the rain, panting like fish thrown ashore. Many people went directly to the ground, and they didn't even have the strength to turn over.

Ling Xingyue led Situ and them to the position of the seal, and among the group of people, only Danmu Gulan was really tired. He fell to the ground, gasping for breath. The rest of the people, gasping slightly, wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

Looking at the thin and tall man in the suit, still waiting, Ling Xingyue waved her hand, and everyone sat on the ground and began to rest and breathe. I also watched the performance of other people, and secretly evaluated this in my heart.

"Mulong, there are a few hard hands here."

"No, I've been running for so long, and I haven't even sweated much, it's a very troublesome guy. Look at the big man, the guy behind him, how to say it, the one-legged bronze man. ”

"This looks like a power type, but, I always feel that it's not so simple, you see that he is a power type, very willing to have a secret hand, a lot of big people, looking simple, in fact, very insidious, if you fight with this guy, you must be particularly careful."

"There is also an inner one, the big robe, I also think there is a problem, I always feel a yin wind, has been around him, we all be careful, avoid the big robe, everyone had better not match him!"