Lie Xin had a fiery sense of determination. As time went on, the distances between the top ten decreased.
"The final battle will be decided by their speed in the sea."
This portion of the sea was going to slow a lot of people down, so whoever swam the fastest would win.
Luo Fei had an anguished look. He performed well on land, but he felt awkward in the water. It was not to say that he was weak in the water, but rather this was not his forte.
But at this point in time, he could only clench his teeth and carry on.
Lear, Stocker, and Pi Xiaoxiu came within view of each other. The coast was just up ahead and soon they would be in the water. The four people in front had already begun to cross the sea.
Another silhouette came in to view. That was not Luo Feng, neither was it Raston. Who was coming towards them?
Was that Wang Zheng?
Wang Zheng had caught up
Hadn't this kid been lapped?
Stocker could not care less as the water was his domain.
Plop, plop, plop….
The sounds of people jumping into the water were heard before Wang Zheng jumped in too. The feeling of the sea against his body was wonderful.
Once in the water, Wang Zheng shot through it like an arrow.
Wang Zheng overtook Pi Xiaoxiu in an instant. Pi Xiaoxiu was stunned. Someone who had been lapped was actually this determined to perform at the end?
Had he found courage after being shamed?
Stocker was surprised to find the waters behind him surging. F*cking hell, someone was actually chasing after him? What audacity!
While rampaging forward, Stocker discovered that the person behind him was not struggling for air at all. "You dare to challenge me?"
"I'll outlast you as you suffocate in the water!"
That was Stocker's ability. It was not to say that he did not need to come up for air, as under strenuous exercise, even he would still require oxygen, merely that he was able to outlast others.
Both of them were like flying fish; they had superb speed. Ten minutes had passed, and under such a high speed situation, Stocker started to feel breathless and had trouble keeping up the pace. But the person behind him did not seem to have this problem.
Stocker started to feel dizzy in his head. He bit down on his tongue and tried to carry on, but his mouth started to foam up from the lack of oxygen. If he carried on like this, he would actually be putting himself at a huge risk.
He swallowed his pride and went up for air, gasping hard. He could see the other figure speeding towards him.
Who the f*ck was that!?
Stocker continued on, but once his oxygen was spent, he could no longer keep up and had to take a breath of air first.
At this moment, Lear also overtook Stocker. Stocker would not dare to complain if it was Lear as his strength had already been proven.
Achilles and Taros were directly competing with each other, and Lie Xin had caught up. It was like she was a mermaid, adept and agile in the water while coupled with an otherworldy beauty. This environment was not the forte of the Martians, it could be even considered a weakness, but it seemed like Lie Xin had managed to find a way around it. Holy cow, a woman was capable of anything when she wanted to win.
But Achilles was not using his full strength yet.
At this time there was another commotion at the back. Someone else had caught up, and that person had directly overtaken Lie Xin.
Lie Xin was stunned. Where the f*ck did this person come from?
Was he someone who had been lapped but eager to prove himself at the end?
Achilles looked through the darkness and saw that it was Wang Zheng who was coming towards them at high speeds.
Taros also felt that this was bizarre. This guy had already been lapped and yet he was outshining everyone else.
Achilles had begun to completely ignore Taros and he moved towards him.
After a few minutes, Wang Zheng had already caught up.
Wang Zheng began to pick up more and more speed. Achilles's speed also started to pick up. Taros attempted to increase his speed too but just could not do it physically.
While Wang Zheng appeared to not need to come up for oxygen, Achilles, on the other hand, had to come up for air. Yet even then, his speed was comparable to Wang Zheng's. The distance between the both of them and the others started to grow larger and larger. They were both in a deadlock for first place.
Taros was furious. What he hated about that bastard Achilles was not that he was strong but rather that he looked down on others.
What about the duel that was agreed upon?
Taros was upset that he was falling behind; however, he knew that he had no chance of catching up to the both of them.
The gaze in Achilles's eyes grew more intense. Lear's lack of care made him feel helpless, but he knew that Lear was doing it on purpose. However, he could not reveal his own intentions. If he did and Lear took notice, it would be bad for him. This was not the first time they had crossed paths, and Achilles was very clear on this. Training always felt too boring, but this time he did not expect such an interesting person to appear.
It looked like killing the Queen Zerg was not just a stroke of luck for him.
From afar, the speed of the two of them was dumbfounding. Many people had arrived on the shore to await the arrival of the first person.
"F*ck, who dared to compete with Achilles?"
"Is it Lear?"
"It is not Lear, he is at the back with Taros.
Now Lear, Taros, and Lie Xin were getting closer to each other in terms of distance as they relaxed slightly. They had apparently lost the chance of taking first place. If they could not achieve first place, everything else was meaningless to them. At this level, everything else besides first place was worthless.
Both Achilles and Wang Zheng appeared to have dashed out of the water at the same time. Although their entire bodies were drenched, it seemed like they were not affected at all by their previous exertions. Their footsteps were steady and their speed was shocking.
Achilles was moved. It did not matter that his opponent had been lapped, but to still have this much energy at this point in time was shocking. His opponent did not have Ability X nor was he a member of an influential family.
Wang Zheng also observed Achilles. This person's movements were too perfect; there was no wastage of energy. His physical condition and mental focus had been maintained throughout the race.
He lived up to his reputation, and he was no easy opponent.
Both of them increased their speed and departed the beach towards the end point.
"Su Yan, are you sure Wang Zheng has not been lapped?" Drachmach asked.
"Reporting! Yes, General! He started to exert his strength at dawn, and his speed was shocking. He clocked the fastest lap timing when the others had already slowed down. Looks like he adapted to the dark environment pretty well," Su Yan said.
Meng Ao laughed. Although he didn't have Ability X, he relied on his basic skills. This kid was something, but against Achilles, Wang Zheng held no advantage over him.
Although he did not know what Lear was up to, at least there was someone representing Earth's strength!
Although both were in a deadlock, Achilles did not use his ability. He also did not intend to use it, as he had never shunned away from a direct challenge.
Wang Zheng paid no attention to this confrontation. He was in the midst of regulating his own pace, and this opportunity to train himself was too good to pass up. He did not yearn for the fame.
Once he had other concerns, he would immediately lose focus of such a wonderful state.
Even so, Wang Zheng's speed was very fast. With the end point in sight, Achilles prepared to increase his speed. It was obvious that Achilles still had strength, but when he observed his opponent, he discovered that the latter's attention was wandering.
He was not focused on the confrontation between the both of them.
Before long, both Wang Zheng and Achilles crossed the finish line at the same time.
Standing at the finish line, Wang Zheng exited from that wonderful state. It was a pity, but this sort of state had a time limit. He entered that state when he started sprinting, and it ended as soon as he stopped.
Achilles looked at Wang Zheng curiously. If Wang Zheng did not dispute for first place, then neither would he.
Drachmach let out a sigh. Achilles was good, but sometimes he was just too competitive. This was a characteristic of the people from the Moon. It could be considered a boon at times and a bane during others.
False reputations should also be taken note of. This was important for the future development of the youths. A title which was obtained too easily would never be treasured well.
Meng Ao had a serious look on his face, but his gaze showed a hint of amusement.
The highly ranked Lear had to contend with Wang Zheng now. These go-getters were definitely going to make things interesting.
Wang Zheng did not have much emotion at the finishing line. He stood quietly on the side and reviewed his own experience. No one taught him how to achieve the breakthrough, and he initially had no idea at all. This was why he treasured this experience so much. Bonehead once said that a lot of people reached this juncture and could not achieve a breakthrough. Those people never became super warriors.
Having seen the Ability X in action, Wang Zheng knew how magical it was, but he did not know what changes would take place after he achieved a breakthrough. The Primordial Regression Technique's second stage was not much different. As long as he had a platform, he would not fear any opponent.
Achilles's list of rivals finally had an additional name.
Taros and the others soon arrived. Lear had a smile on his face. Lie Xin looked at Wang Zheng hesitantly. Taros had a gloomy face.
Taros was one of those people who took themselves seriously, believing that first place belonged to him.
All four of their gazes fell on Wang Zheng, but he paid no attention to them. When the three generals arrived, everyone stood assembled.
It was also nothing to be happy about nor worth celebrating, this was just training.
Luo Fei was the sixth to arrive. The fatty gave everyone a surprise, Everyone's gazes fell on Lear, especially those who had questioned him at the beginning.
No matter who looked at him, Lear gave them a smile.
The next wave of eight people arrived, their timings very close to each other. Everyone who saw Wang Zheng and the Fatty were stunned.
There was no mistaking it, those two had been lapped, so how could they be standing here now?
But upon seeing the majestic generals, no one dared to speak. They all quickly assembled and stood upright.
After an hour, all fifty students had arrived. Meng Tian and the others had also arrived. Both of Zhang Shan's legs barely had any strength left, but he continued to stand. This was a sign of his endurance.
Every student that completed the training was standing with a proud look on their face.
Lie Wuqing stepped forth and cast his gaze over everyone. "So you think you're good?"
The audience felt that something was not right.
"This was only supposed to take half a day and yet all of you needed a whole day and night! Are you not ashamed of yourselves?!"
Lie Wuqing's cold gaze swept over the audience. They were all stunned. Was it really meant to be completed in half a day?
How was that possible?
But no one dared to speak up.
"Su Yan, the sun has risen. It's time for the next phase of training," the voice spoke ruthlessly.
"Yes, General!" Su Yan saluted and turned around. "Attention, those assembled! Alert! Execute half a turn to your right! March!
Everyone was stunned. What the f*ck? Were they being sent to die?
No one complained, and no one had any strength left to. It seemed like they had underestimated the intensity of IG training.
Just this difficulty alone was sufficient to eliminate a batch of students.
Zhang Shan could not feel his body anymore. He really wanted to give up earlier, but he thought that completing this would allow him some rest. But it seemed like the training was going to carry on regardless.
But when he saw Wang Zheng, Meng Tian, and Zhang Runan's determination, he felt ashamed.
Because a soldier had to obey every order!
This was a true soldier! Discipline was always first!
"Questioning", this sort of word would never appear in a soldier's dictionary.
It was not that they had no souls but rather they had the souls of soldiers.
To be able to train alongside such people, it was indeed an honor.