"Huh...huh..."
Xu Can held his knees with both hands and nodded towards the enthusiastic senior in front of him.
"The posture must be correct, the back kick must be strong, the landing must be gentle, and the overall posture should be relaxed."
The senior in front of him had a mustache on his chiseled lips and was smiling.
He looks a little older, looking 26 or 7 years old, but is actually only a few months older than Xu Can.
Wan Jun is well-known in the entire alien war zone. Wan Jun ranks first in overall strength among the second-year students in the simulation department. He is optimistic and enthusiastic on weekdays and has strong combat power.
But before he could chat with Xu Can, Xu Can quickly thanked him and hurried towards the medical room.
"This kid..."
"Why are you running in such a hurry..."
Wan Jun looked at Xu Can's back and said in confusion, then he twisted his neck and continued his morning training. Their second graders will also have actual combat today. With Wan Jun's current strength, he will definitely be included in the next formation of the alien team. a place.
…
"Trouble."
"Lie down."
In the medical room, the female nurse from last night used her healing power to allow Xu Can to recover quickly.
Xu Can took a deep breath to calm down his wildly beating heart, and suddenly felt a warm force invading his body, gradually eliminating the wear and tear on various parts of his body.
"alright."
Just eliminating fatigue is not very strenuous for healing power users.
Instructor Lei Ming naturally did not want Xu Can to overload his training. If he underwent medical treatment every ten kilometers, he could quickly exercise the abilities of various parts of the body.
"Thanks."
Xu Can jumped off the bed, rushed out of the medical room in a hurry, and ran towards the playground again.
"hiss……"
After a ten-kilometer trip, although my body functions had been restored through medical treatment, my muscles still felt tired, and the feeling of stepping on the ground was obviously not as solid as before.
Fifteen trips of ten kilometers, based on the time stipulated by Lei Jiao, Xu Can will shorten each trip plus the treatment process to about an hour.
Xu Can raised the speedometer and looked at the first lap time, which was 46 minutes and 41 seconds.
Xu Can didn't know whether this result was good or bad.
But Xu Can knew clearly that even with medical treatment, the further he ran, the more painful he would be.
You can only do your best and do your best.
In this way, even if he fails to meet the requirements of Lei Jiao, Xu Can will not regret it.
"Um?"
On the track, Wan Jun once again saw the familiar Xu Can running. He easily started to catch up and said enthusiastically:
"This time the posture is almost the same. There is still room to adjust the breathing method, and the mouth and nose must cooperate."
"Huh...huh..."
Wan Jun enthusiastically followed Xu Can through the ten laps, during which he continued to provide technical guidance to Xu Can.
"Senior, how long will it take you to run ten kilometers with all your strength?"
Xu Can was so tired that he almost collapsed, but Senior Wan Jun didn't even break a sweat.
"I?"
"Well, if you don't use special powers, it will take 18 minutes."
"Just use your superpowers."
Wan Jun inserted his waist and said.
This speed seems to be far beyond the speed of ordinary people, and this is without the use of supernatural powers.
You can imagine what level of physical strength these superpowers have reached.
"Oh, I'll wipe it. Why is it eight o'clock? Hey, junior, I'll leave first!"
"Let's talk some other time!"
Wan Jun had been immersed in the joy of guiding Xu Can. For a moment, he forgot about the gathering time and hurriedly ran towards the outside.
Until now, Wan Jun doesn't know Xu Can's name, but the simulation department is only so big in total, and there are only a few new students, so he will always know.
…
Everything is difficult at the beginning, and the training of all aspects of the body at the beginning is undoubtedly the most painful and torturous.
All freshmen have gone through this stage, but no one practices as hard as Xu Can!
As the autumn sun gradually rises, there is only one figure left on the running field, constantly doing the same thing, running, running with all his strength.
At every ten-kilometer speed test, Xu Can released all the remaining power.
Even though he was on the verge of collapse several times, he persevered with his firm will. There is no will stronger than survival.
At dusk, the second-year students who had finished the new combat strength assessment were heading towards the medical room in groups.
When passing by the playground, Wan Jun looked sideways and was suddenly stunned when he saw the figure on the playground.
"What's wrong, Lao Wan?"
"It's okay, you can go first, I have something to do."
"OK."
In today's second grade combat strength assessment, Wan Jun once again defeated a number of challengers and defended his first place.
Wan Jun doesn't have any complacency. Before this, he had played against the second-year standouts from other departments.
He was also a B-level combat power user, but he was defeated miserably by Song Han, who was an elemental type. He was beaten so hard that he couldn't even get up.
"This kid won't be running away all day, right?"
Wan Jun looked at Xu Can's figure and said to himself.
Curious Wan Jun came to the playground.
Xu Can, who was running at this time, his torment and pain had disappeared, his face was full of calmness and perseverance, his eyes were staring straight ahead, and he still used all his strength to complete the 11th time crossing the finish line.
Time: 49 minutes and 59 seconds!
Surprisingly, on the eleventh trip, Xu Can's score was still within fifty minutes.
At this time, Xu Can's legs were already a little difficult to lift.
Just like what the major instructors in different war zones often say:
"Get used to pain."
When getting used to pain is the time to grow.
Standing in front of the finish line, Wan Jun asked in disbelief:
"How many trips are you going to make?"
"fifteen……"
Wan Jun didn't even think about it and asked directly:
"Is it the Lei Cult or the Su Cult?"
If you think about it carefully, the instructors in the entire simulated area should be aware that Lei Jiao and Su Jiao might do such a thing, and there will not be a third person.
"Thunder Cult."
Wan Jun's heart was indeed right. It was like Lei Jiao's handiwork to issue such a perverted training task to the freshmen who had just entered school.
But apart from watching Xu Can continue running, Wan Jun had nothing to do.
Moreover, the "abnormal" of Lei Jiao is "abnormal", but the training effect is real.
Xu Can's foundation is too weak. If he wants to catch up with the elites of his age, this is the only way.
…
11:14 pm.
The lights in 019's dormitory are still on. At this time on weekdays, instructor Lei Ming should have turned off the lights long ago, but now he is still reading books on the bed.
At this moment, the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole came from outside the door.
Xu Can dragged his heavy steps and returned to the dormitory as quickly as possible after receiving the last medical treatment.
There are still 45 minutes left before the twelve o'clock prescribed by Lei Jiao.
Click——
"Thunder Cult."
Xu Can's chest kept rising and falling, and sweat had soaked his training clothes.
The first thing he did when he returned to the dormitory was to hand the speedometer towards Lei Ming.
A total of fifteen times, no less!
