At this moment, the seven members of the Thunder Commandos collectively shuddered. They had a bad feeling that today's game came suddenly, and they did not know that there would be more similar games waiting for them in the future.
Fortunately for Lei Zhan, he was the strongest among them, and his physical strength was also the same. He kept running ahead, but Little Bee and Old Fox were lagging behind a bit.
Ye Cunxin and Shen Lanni kept chasing after them, just a few meters away, forcing them.
The nerves of the two of them were tense to the extreme, and they did not dare to slack off at all.
This involves a lot of things, the most important thing is the dignity of their men. They are not allowed to lose here, absolutely not.
At this moment, they seemed to have returned to Zhuang Ming's training again. The feeling of life and death really made the two of them stop thinking. They mechanically repeated their thighs, squeezing the potential in their bodies, just like squeezing out the potential in their bodies. A normal juicer squeezes out the juice bit by bit.
Ye Cunxin and Shen Lanni have also reached their limit, but at this moment, they have no intention of giving up at all. They only want to surpass. They want to surpass, that kind of anger, that kind of grievance, and they want to return the humiliation they have suffered in the past few days.
rush! rush! rush!
do not give up!
Right before your eyes!
They never realized that the counterattack would come so quickly. They thought they could do it. They felt they could do it.
Lone wolves are so powerful that their little arms cannot twist their thighs.
But Lei Zhan and the others can do it, and they hate these guys the most.
I can't breathe, hold on!
My heart is beating too fast, bear with it!
I feel sick in my stomach and want to vomit, bear with it!
My legs can no longer move, but I still endure it!
There is only one goal, to surpass the last two, we women are no worse than men, they will prove it, and the opportunity is right in front of us.
There has never been a moment when the desire was stronger than at this moment.
The old fox and the little bee did not dare to slack off at all. They could hear clearly the breathing of the female soldier behind them, the sound of footsteps hitting the ground, and even the sound of shaking hands through the air. All these were like needles piercing. Back, teeth clenched, eyes full of ferociousness, not daring to relax for a moment, let alone stop, that breath has been hanging in my heart, not daring to spit out.
After a simple stretch, Zhuang Ming went into training again. This time he did not practice physical fitness or reflexes, but chose to practice sword skills.
For Zhuang Ming, the knife is too big and difficult to hide, so it has always been a bad weapon, but the knife is a required course for Zhuang Ming.
Because the sword can not only increase strength, adapt to the body's strength and speed, and control the body more finely, but most importantly, it can also cultivate the mind. Mental experience is very important.
So Zhuang Ming picked up the sword again. As his strength broke through, reaching one limit after another, he had to practice the sword again, maintain balance, and maintain a good mood.
Now Zhuang Ming's strength has completely recovered to the level of the previous life, and has even surpassed it. With the ability to protect himself, he once again took out the knife.
In his hand is a Tang sword that shines with cold light. Except for the blade, it is as black as ink. This is a horizontal sword among the Tang swords. It is no more than three fingers wide and about five feet long. It looks like it only weighs two or three kilograms. In fact, it is But there are twenty kilograms. This is what Zhuang Ming specially applied for. It is made of meteorite iron and specially made by a forging master.
Zhuang Ming has contributed a lot of things during this time, including medicated bath bags, weight-bearing clothing, and hemostatic tablets. Each of these things has extraordinary effects. Some of them have even been developed. Although the effects are not that strong, they are real. nice one.
Long Guo agreed to Zhuang Ming's request without reservation, and tried his best to meet all the requirements. This is how a hero is treated.
The Tang Dao is not as elegant as a sword or as domineering as a machete, but it is Zhuang Ming's favorite.
Sweeping, chopping, poking, cutting, plundering, stabbing, cutting, and thrusting are the most basic skills of the sword.
Zhuang Ming performed it very seriously, and the targets were obviously trees in the forest.
Although the twenty-kilogram Tang Dao is not heavy for Zhuang Ming, it requires strong wrist strength and eyesight to play it very well. The average Tang Dao only weighs two or three kilograms, and ordinary people will be exhausted after playing with it for a while. .
But the Tang Dao, which weighs twenty kilograms, is as light as a feather in Zhuang Ming's wrist. After all, Zhuang Ming's strength is six times that of ordinary people, and his control is even more difficult for ordinary people to match.
But when you look closely, you can see that Zhuang Ming's movements are sometimes a bit paused, which is a big burden for him. Fortunately, his powerful hidden weapon ability has given him a lot of wrist strength.
In his previous life, when he practiced this Tang Dao, he only used a Tang Dao weighing four kilograms, but now it is five times heavier.
But if he gets used to it, his wrist strength will increase rapidly.
The knife cut through a tree as thick as an arm. The blade was still as sharp as a knife, shining with a cold light. It was worthy of being produced by a master.
After that, Zhuang Ming paid no attention to it and used the basic sword skills one after another, doing whatever he wanted. The steps under his feet were obviously created by himself based on the environment. He could move quickly in any environment and shuttle back and forth in the jungle.
If it's an obstacle, just cut it off.
Every big tree left at least one knife mark.
Zhuang Ming practiced selflessly. He was a little uncomfortable at the beginning, but gradually became smoother, and his heart was slowly addicted to it.
This is the effect of the sword technique on Zhuang Ming. He cultivates his mind, forgets all worries, and becomes particularly concentrated, entering a special state.
Time passed very quickly. Lei Zhan and the others ran with all their strength. Five kilometers was really nothing, it only lasted ten minutes. They had already arrived. This was because the mountain road was a little sloping and it took more energy.
After all, Ye Cunxin and Shen Lanni didn't catch the little bee and the old fox who fought hard for their lives.
Because the two of them really fought hard and squeezed out the last bit of strength and potential in their bodies. At the critical moment, the two of them broke through the limit. Because several times, Ye Cunxin and Shen Lanni had already walked side by side with them, which frightened the two of them. The son's soul left his body, and a surge of power rushed into his body again. He broke through the limit for once and pulled the two women apart.
Every time is a great test for them, whether it is physical, willpower or mental aspects. The last time, they directly broke through the limit.
When they reached the end, the old fox and the little bee fell to the ground, panting heavily and never wanted to move again.
At this time, they felt that the still world was so good. For the first time, they knew what it felt like to be chased by a woman.
They never want to be chased by a woman again, and today's life is really not a human life.
The female soldiers behind them ran in sparsely, and there was a layer of gray on everyone's body. It seemed that they had fallen a lot.
(End of chapter)
