Douluo: My Martial Soul is an Umbrella

Chapter 117

Seeing the backs of the students gradually going away, the master stood on the ground with no expression on his face, but when he saw that nine people came back together, his eyes clearly showed some satisfaction.

Carrying the big bucket, he walked towards the academy. At this time, he was not only a teacher who taught the students, but also an elder who cared about them. What he wanted to do was not to abuse the students, but to let them get real exercise.

The second round trip, the third round trip, the fourth round trip...

Every time everyone returned to the academy, they would drink salt water prepared by the master at a suitable temperature.Warm water is easy to absorb, and the salt supplements the overdraft of physical strength caused by perspiration. Even Ning Rongrong and Oscar felt like they had miraculously insisted on running four round trips at a constant speed, without any pause in the middle except for drinking water.

However, when the fifth round trip started, the speed of Oscar and Ning Rongrong had obviously slowed down, the scene in front of them had already started to blur, and their legs were as heavy as lead.The bamboo basket behind it is more like a mountain to bring this gravity.

"Little Ao, give me your stone." Tang San said to Oscar.Dai Mubai also extended his hand to Ning Rongrong at the same time.

This time, Oscar and Ning Rongrong didn't refuse, they knew very well that their physical strength was a bit exhausted, and if this continues, they may not be able to persist this round trip.

Tang San and Dai Mubai's weight directly changed from fifteen kilograms to twenty kilograms.

Nangongli and Yanhui can continue to run forward at a constant speed, Nangongli is because of regular exercise, and Yanhui is because of Wuhun.

The two of them ran forward following Tang San and Dai Mubai's footsteps, checking from time to time what was going on with the people behind them and whether they needed help, while Ning Rongrong and Oscar instantly felt relieved after unloading the five kilograms of stone, and they could Keep up with everyone's speed.

The fifth, sixth, seventh, and three round trips ended under such circumstances.When the eighth round trip started, nearly two hours had passed.At this time the sun has deviated from the center.It's past noon.

Except for Nangongli and Yanhui, each of them had difficulty breathing, "I can't, I can't." It was Ma Hongjun who spoke, who staggered and almost fell to the ground. The fat man stopped and put his hands on his on his knees, panting heavily.His fat face had turned pale, and it seemed that every breath was extremely difficult.

"Fatty, give me your weight."

Dai Mubai looked at Ma Hongjun on the ground and said.

Ma Hongjun looked at Dai Mubai with some surprise, "Boss Dai, are you alright?"

"Give it to me. Boss Dai is holding Rongrong's stone. It's heavy enough. I feel fine now. Just give it to me."

Nangong Li wiped off the sweat from the sun and said.

"That's okay, if it doesn't work, we will share it for you."

Nangongli put the stones from Ma Hongjun's bamboo basket into his own basket, and felt the weight of the two extra stones instantly, but it was not that difficult for Nangongli who had been insisting on weight training since childhood.

Yan Hui saw the beads of sweat on Zhu Zhuqing's face behind and said to her, "Let me help you."

"No need, I can still persist."

Zhu Zhuqing wiped the sweat from his head, shook his head and said to Yan Hui.

At the end of the eighth round trip, when the master provided them with warm salt water, he deliberately glanced at the bamboo baskets behind everyone, but said nothing.

(End of this chapter)