People in One Piece are so good-looking

Chapter 151 That’s a tragedy【22】

Carrying a weight of 250 kilograms, he ran around the headquarters fortress at high speed.

This assessment is indeed extremely demanding on physical strength. According to previous years' experience, most of the elite sailors who participated in the graduation assessment could only last two to three rounds.

And some of the best can only do six or seven laps at most.

More and more onlookers gathered. They watched Nuo Xia fly past and disappeared in the blink of an eye. They were surprised and at the same time felt a little worried for him.

"Hey, is it okay? You ran so fast as soon as you came up?"

"It doesn't feel necessary. After all, this is a test of endurance, not speed. If you use up your physical strength too quickly, you will suffer a loss..."

The whispers continued for a while, then quickly subsided.

Because onlookers began to notice that as the number of laps increased, graduates began to feel exhausted and chose to interrupt and quit. However, Nuo Xia was still energetic and fast, showing no signs of slowing down.

Six laps, seven laps, eight laps... Soon, the number of laps completed by Nuo Xia reached double digits, easily breaking the elite camp graduation assessment record.

He is truly worthy of being called the "strongest recruit in history".

People sighed, but did not notice the changes in the status of the unlucky ones who followed Nuo Xia.

…

"Hey, Noxia!"

The bearded instructor who took the lead in complaining to Zefa before was one of the unlucky ones. He was hanging behind Nuo Xia, seeing him getting further and further away, and finally couldn't help but say, "Speed... speed, this is an endurance test, pay attention to you. speed!"

"ha?"

Nuo Xia turned her head and glanced at him in surprise, "No, instructor, I've trapped several groups of people. Isn't this too slow?"

Put a loop around your head!

The bearded instructor was angry and glared at him, "Who thinks you are slow? I asked you not to run so fast. Didn't you see that we can hardly keep up?"

Eh?

Nuo Xia looked back and realized that among the four people running with him, the two major generals who came to watch and supervise were doing okay and could barely keep up the rhythm, but both instructors were panting and sweating profusely.

After all, although many instructors have rich teaching experience, they were just colonels and lieutenant colonels before relegating to the second line. Their strength has further declined as they get older, and they are naturally incomparable to generals at their peak age.

"Ah, I'm sorry..." Nuo Xia scratched his head and smiled apologetically, "I thought you were not carrying any weight, so running at this speed should be easy..."

He turned back and slowed down a little, but he was still much faster than the other recruits.

Does this sound like an apology?

The four people behind him almost spat out a mouthful of blood. They looked at each other and felt a little ashamed.

——That's right. He is carrying a load of five hundred kilograms, and he is running with his hands empty-handed, but he can't hold on. What are you talking about?

"It's been thirteen laps, and he should be almost at his limit..." Major General Dauberman gritted his teeth, "Keep running, I don't believe it, he hasn't eaten dinner yet, even if he can hold on, My stomach can’t bear it!”

"Um."

Dalmecia next to her nodded with deep understanding, "It's already getting dark, and it will be over in another hour or two at most."

Apparently.

These two major generals, who have graduated for many years, have not been back to the elite camp for a long time. Otherwise, if they knew the tragic story of Brandon being rushed to the hospital, they would not be so optimistic...

…

Time goes by, dusk gradually passes, night invades, and the lights begin to turn on.

After finishing his training for the day, Rosinandi took the time to come over for a visit. He happened to bump into Xiliu who had just come out of the square. He couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Where's Brother Nuo Xia? Why isn't he with you?"

"What do you think?"

Xiliu held a cigarette in his mouth and said dullly, "The last item is the endurance test."

Oh... Rosinandi understood immediately and asked curiously: "How many laps have you run? Where is Brother Nuo Xia?"

"Five and a half laps, I'm barely in the top five. As for Nuo Xia..." As Xiliu said this, he happened to see three black figures running past not far away, and he immediately pouted in that direction, "Well, you're still there. I’m running, if I remember correctly, this should be the twenty-fifth lap.”

hiss.

Rosinandi took a breath of cold air, looked at the retreating figures, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "You are indeed Brother Nuo Xia... Hey, those two running companions are instructors, right? They actually Can you follow me till now?"

"What are you thinking about?" Xiliu crossed his arms and sneered, "This is the third batch."

What's the meaning?

Rosinandi was confused and didn't understand until he saw a few instructors resting against the wall in the corner of the open space.

"You mean... the instructor who ran with me before can no longer hold on anymore and has been replaced?"

"Well, two were replaced on the fifteenth lap, and another batch was replaced just now."

Shiliu exhaled a puff of smoke and curled his lips in another direction, "Well, there are also those two major generals who overestimated their capabilities. They couldn't hold on and ran for more than twenty laps. As a result, they both fell unconscious and fell to the ground. Just now Rescue him."

Rosinandi looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough he saw Dauberman and Dalmecia collapsed on the ground, their eyes distracted and their faces pale, and the bearded instructor was riding on the two of them, doing the work for them. Artificial respiration.

That picture was so beautiful... Rosinandi almost went blind after taking one look at it. She quickly looked away and asked hesitantly:

"Then what should we do now? Should we wait until brother Nuo Xia finishes running and then go back to rest together?"

"Wait a minute!"

Xiliu sneered, "I have to wait for you. I'm exhausted anyway, so I have to go back to sleep. As for that guy Nuo Xia... Do you believe that when you wake up tomorrow morning, he hasn't finished running yet?"

It seems so.

Rosinandi came to his senses and stopped lingering. After giving the instructors a sympathetic look, he turned around and left with Xi Liu.

Good luck to them.

…

In the dark night.

The figure of the black-haired boy continued to run happily as if he never knew how tired he was, while the people behind him also changed one after another.

At first, Nuo Xia would turn his head to see who was running with the instructor, but gradually, as the number of people changed, he was too lazy to pay attention anymore.

I only know that every once in a while, there will be a sound of someone falling to the ground behind me, and then the bearded instructor yells in a loud and sad voice:

"Two more fell, who else is there? Hurry, it's time to come on as a substitute!"

This situation lasted until dawn.

When the morning sun began to rise and the light became a little dazzling, there was finally no sound of footsteps behind Nuo Xia.

He looked back and found that all the instructors who had come to participate in the graduation assessment had collapsed on the street. No one had the strength to run with him anymore.

This is a really sad story.

Fortunately, when instructor Brandon fell down, he had already dialed Zefa's phone tremblingly. When the latter rushed to the field, looking at the completely wiped out instructor lineup, he couldn't help but froze on the spot and groaned for a long time. Stayed for a while.

The people of Tazefa gave him the nickname "Black-Watched General". He has been traversing the sea for decades. What scene has he not seen?

But today's scene really exceeded his understanding...

Just at this time, Nuo Xia's figure came running from a distance. When she saw him, she said hello with a look of surprise on her face, "Good morning, Teacher Zefa! Why are you here in person?"

"..." Zefa looked at him with a strange expression, "How many laps have you run?"

"I don't remember clearly..."

Nuo Xia shook his head and said cheerfully, "It seems like it's only about eighty laps? I don't know if the instructors have written it down for me. Otherwise, if I keep running, it doesn't matter if I count again from zero..."

Are you still counting from zero?

A black line appeared on Zefa's forehead, and he stopped Nuo Xia who was about to run away: "Okay! It's done. Stop it, Nuo Xia! Stop running away!"

"Eh?" Nuo Xiaqi said, "Why, teacher, I think I can run for a few more days, and there will be no problem."

"It's not a matter of this kind of thing..." Zefa looked back at the "bodies" everywhere and sighed, "Because there are no instructors in the elite camp who can let you continue to cause harm..."

The update is complete, go to sleep!