After two hours.

Except for some hot sun security who could not hold on and finally chose to give up, everyone else has reached the meeting point.

But after this super-intensive training is completed. Except for a few people, most of them were tired like dead dogs. All fell to the ground and rested.

"It's almost time, please click on the number of people!"

Liu Zhengyang looked at his watch, and then started to count the number of people together with the old man Zhu.

However, just after Old Man Zhu and Liu Zhengyang counted the number of people together, they found that except for those who automatically deflated, there was actually one less person in the team!

It is the dialect bin

"Hehe... It seems that stinky boy Fang Yanbin! He can't pass this level!"

The old man Zhu immediately said with a smile.

"Hey! This kid's physical fitness is much worse than ours, and he's been able to persevere so far!"

Liu Zhengyang also sighed and said helplessly.

However, the voice just fell.

A crooked figure.

But miraculously appeared in the eyes of everyone.

At this time, Fang Yanbin, carrying the 50kg backpack, felt like he was carrying a mountain!

In addition to running such a long way, Fang Yanbin felt that his body had been completely hollowed out!

him at this time.

Not even the strength to stand.

Just relying on an unyielding willpower in his mind, gritted his teeth and used both hands and feet, it was extremely difficult to climb over!

at this time!

He is less than 100 meters away from the meeting point!

But that's 100 meters.

As if it was like a moat, it stood directly in front of Fang Yanbin!

Move forward one meter each time.

Fang Yanbin has to almost exhaust his milk power!

50 meters left!

Fang Yanbin's trousers were completely torn, and his knees were rubbed with blood by the hard concrete floor!

However, at this time he has only one goal!

That is to complete the selection training!

Although at this time his consciousness has begun to blur!

but!

He was still staring intently at the meeting point.

Exhausted the strength of sucking, crawling forward step by step!

20 meters left!

On Fang Yanbin's palms, there are already blood blisters!

His hands and legs were as heavy as lead.

Every step forward will leave a **** palm print!

Fang Yanbin's body will tremble slightly, as if the next moment, he will fall down!

Ten meters left!

The blood bubbles on Mo Yuan's palm were completely torn.

However, he still stared at the rendezvous point, moving forward slowly and firmly step by step!

saw this scene.

Everyone's eyes began to become somewhat admired!

"Brother Duck Egg... woo woo..."

And Feng Er was even more distressed and shed tears.

Only the last five meters left!

However, at this time, Dialect Bin's physical strength has reached the point where the fuel is exhausted!

"thump!"

Fang Yanbin finally couldn't hold on anymore!

fell directly to the ground!

This slight fall to the ground not only fell on Fang Yanbin, but also hit everyone's heart!

Even the old man Zhu, who had been calm, raised his brows slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He thought to himself: "This is an interesting young man!"

"Brother Duck! I'll help you!"

At this time, Feng Er couldn't bear it any longer, and ran over shouting, trying to pick up Fang Yanbin!

"Feng Er! Stop for me! This assessment is his own assessment! How can he grow without going through hardships? Don't you want him to become stronger?

Yes! Now you can indeed help him! But in the future on the battlefield, are you really capable of helping him? Or, can you help him die? "

Liu Zhengyang immediately stopped Feng Er!

"But Brother Yang... I... woo woo woo..."

Feng Er is really distressed.

"There's nothing wrong with it! What's wrong with a little blood and sweat during training? It's better than losing your life on the battlefield! You don't want to help him. If you help him now, you will hurt him, do you understand?"

Liu Zhengyang roared again.

Hearing this, Feng Er stopped her steps, and her tears were like beads with a broken thread, and she sobbed non-stop.

"Dialect Bin! Come on!"

Liu Zhengyang shouted at Dialect Bin.

With Liu Zhengyang taking the lead.

Everyone involuntarily shouted, "Dialect Bin! Come on! Dialect Bin! Come on..."

He heard cheers and cheers that kept ringing in his ears.

Fang Yanbin's eyes, which already had some godless eyes, gradually recovered a little bit of clarity.

Subsequently.

Fang Yanbin's mind recalled the words of old Zhu just now - you are a handsome man, do you need a woman to protect you?

"Ah...! I want to become stronger!!! I don't want a woman to protect me, I can protect myself!!! I want to protect my woman!!!"

Fang Yanbin suddenly roared violently, then clenched his teeth, and his entire body began to wriggle forward like a worm!

Five meters!

Four meters!

...

Two meters!

one meter!

"thump!"

Just after crossing the finish line, Fang Yanbin fell heavily to the ground.

"Hahaha... Xiao Fangfang! You succeeded!"

Scar Wolf, Brother Mad Dog, and the others immediately ran forward, lifted Fang Yanbin from the ground, and laughed loudly.

And Fang Yanbin also laughed in relief: "Hahaha...I finally did it! I didn't get eliminated! Brother Yang! Did you see it? I actually did it! Are you embarrassing you? Hahaha..."

"I saw it! You did a great job! You didn't embarrass me!"

Liu Zhengyang also walked over and patted his shoulder gently.

"Okay! Now that everyone has arrived, then each of you will receive a bottle of the cultivating liquid that I prepared! Take a rest and continue training!"

The old man Zhu said lightly.

Then someone carried a large box, which contained small porcelain vases one by one.

"Peiyuan Liquid? What is this?"

Fang Yanbin smelled it curiously, and it had a slightly bitter taste.

"This is Zhu Lao's unique secret recipe. I heard that after drinking it, it can quickly relieve fatigue and restore energy!"

Liu Zhengyang said with a smile.

Then he drank the black liquid in the small porcelain bottle.

The entrance was bitter at first, but then a faint fragrance filled the air.

It turned into a cool breeze straight into the belly.

Then there is a feeling of refreshment.

After a short rest, Liu Zhengyang miraculously found that his body's tiredness had really dissipated!

"I'm going! This is really good! I don't feel so tired anymore! It's just that my knees and palms are a little sore!"

After drinking the Peiyuan Liquid, Fang Yanbin couldn't help but exclaimed!

...

In the next half month, under various ultra-high-intensity training, everyone's physical fitness has increased dramatically!

Among them, the most obvious ones are Liu Zhengyang and Fang Yanbin!

Because the two of them had the thinnest physical foundation before, their results were the fastest and the best!

Although Liu Zhengyang has always adhered to scientific training methods to enhance his physique.

But after all, the rebirth time is too short, and the training intensity is not enough.

half a month later.

The old man Zhu suddenly called everyone to the square!

At this moment, someone had already covered the square with a thick layer of fiery charcoal!

"Everyone has worked hard during this time, but your speed needs to be improved!"

The old man Zhu opened his mouth to the crowd with a wicked smile.

Looking at the fiery charcoal and the old man Zhu's smirk, everyone had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

as predicted.

The old man Zhu pointed to the piece of charcoal in front of him, about a hundred meters square, and said, "The temperature of these charcoal is very high! It's definitely no problem to grill a mutton skewer on it!"

"Uh... old man! You're not going to let us run on this, are you?"

Fang Yanbin asked weakly.

"Bingo! That's right, why are you so smart?"

Ma Mian snapped his fingers, nodded and said.

"Nani!? If you run on this, you won't have to bake the soles of your feet?"

Almost everyone was dumbfounded in an instant.

His face turned pale!

Only a few people, including Tang Yu, Tang Hao, and Feng Er, remained calm.

It seems to them that this is not very difficult.

"Okay! In fact, it's not that difficult. Believe me, as long as you are fast enough, the soles of your feet will never be cooked!"

The old man said with a smile.

"I believe you a ghost! If you have the ability, go run two laps and see for yourself!"

Fang Yanbin immediately rolled his eyes and slandered in his heart.

"Okay, today's training mission is very simple, as long as you run 10 laps on this charcoal fire to complete the mission! Of course, if you can't complete it, then unfortunately, you are eliminated!"

The old man Zhu opened his mouth narrowly.

"Ten laps!? Gudong...!"

Everyone couldn't help but swallow.

"Okay, now, take off your shoes and start running!"

The old man Zhu opened his mouth with a calm look.

"Nani!? You still have to run barefoot?"

The boy Fang Yanbin couldn't help exclaiming.

"I don't mind if you want to run with your **** bare!"

The old man Zhu rolled his eyes, and then said coldly, "Okay, don't linger, and I'll eliminate you all!"

This statement came out.

In an instant, smelly shoes and socks flew all over the field!

Then everyone bit the bullet and rushed over the fiery charcoal fire...