Douluo: My Martial Soul is an Umbrella

Chapter 118

The ninth round trip continued, although there was no weight, Oscar and Ning Rongrong's physical strength had reached the limit, Ma Hongjun recovered a little bit, Xiao Wu was still able to persevere, but Zhu Zhuqing's footsteps became slower and slower.

But Nangongli only felt a little tired, and Yanhui was breathing evenly but thin beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The ninth round trip is about halfway through.Suddenly, Dai Mubai staggered and fell forward.

Yan Hui was by his side, so he reached out to support Dai Mubai, and took out a stone from the bamboo basket and put it into his own basket.

"Xiao Hui, I'm fine, don't worry about me." Dai Mubai stood up from the ground, looked at the nervous people and comforted them, and took the stone back after speaking.

"Boss Dai, return the stone to me. I have rested and can go by myself."

Ning Rongrong looked at Dai Mubai's pale expression and said.

"Boss Dai, give it to me, I can still hold on." Yanhui put the stone in his bamboo basket again, and walked straight forward without caring what Dai Mubai did, Nangongli and the others followed after seeing it Go, Dai Mubai has no way to say anything more.

After walking for a long time, he finally arrived at the entrance of the college. The master looked at the nine children drinking salt water with complicated expressions.

"There is one last back and forth, brothers, come on!"

Dai Mubai shouted to cheer them on.

"Little San, give me back my stone, I can still hold on."

Tang San looked back to see Oscar, but saw Oscar's slightly trembling legs and said, "Xiao Ao, are you okay? I can still recite."

"Little San, trust me."

Oscar's eyes were resolute, a little more stable than usual, and the usual looseness was completely gone.

The tenth round trip of punishment finally embarked on the journey. This time, everyone couldn't run any longer, so they could barely move their own steps and move forward step by step.Is it not enough?No, yes, we can all do it.Carrying the stones behind them and taking heavy steps, they moved towards the final goal step by step.

After walking a kilometer, Oscar almost fainted, the stone behind him returned to Tang San's bamboo basket.

After walking two kilometers, the stone behind Zhu Zhuqing was in the bamboo baskets of Xiao Wu and Nan Gongli.

After walking three kilometers, Ning Rongrong passed out, Tang San gave Dai Mubai and Yanhui all his stones, and carried Ning Rongrong on his back.

Going back one kilometer, Oscar fainted, Ma Hongjun took back his own stone, Xiao Wu gave the stone to Nangongli, carried Ning Rongrong on his own, and Tang San carried Oscar on his back.

With 500 meters left, Zhu Zhuqing fainted, Yanhui and Nangong separated most of Dai Mubai's stones, Dai Mubai picked up Zhu Zhuqing.

Nangongli only felt a burning pain in his lungs, and every time he took a breath, his throat seemed to be torn apart.The banquet looked better than Nangongli, but it was also exhausting, after all, the two of them held almost everyone's stones.

The nine of them moved towards the finish line almost step by step.

400 meters..., 300 meters..., 200 meters..., 100 meters...

Grandmaster's stiff face appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Even Grandmaster couldn't help being moved when he saw them supporting each other and moving forward together.

For the last round trip, they walked for an entire hour.However, they finally insisted on coming back.

puff, puff...

Nine people fell to the ground almost one after another, Nangongli, Yanhui and Tang San, who were sober, passed out almost at the same time.

(End of this chapter)