Chapter 31 Road Race

The game will start the next day, and the evening training will be temporarily cancelled so that everyone can have a better rest so that they can go all out tomorrow.

Xiaojiu walked alone on the sand road of the school yard, thinking about his own game tomorrow. He should try his best to shoot. Now he can only shoot the target with a single arrow. It is really difficult to compete for the top five, and the speed is different. After nearly half a month of training, Xiaojiu has found that his tiger flame has become more and more Strongly, in the process of running, the warm feeling was already very obvious. Yesterday, he added two more sand legs to his feet, but he still ran very smoothly, and he ran four laps more than Yang Hei and others, while Wang Li, who ranked second, was only one more than himself.

"Little Nine Brothers!" There was a voice behind.

Listening to the voice, Xiaojiu knew that he was looking for hatred. The first master of this youth camp now almost regarded Xiaojiu as his only friend and hated him in the 23rd team, but he usually didn't talk much to his team members. Only when he was with Xiaojiu would he become much more cheerful.

"It's you, hate big brother!"

"What, what are you doing here alone, thinking about tomorrow's game!"

"Yes."

Hate pulled him to sit on the sand. "Relax, I believe in you. I dare not say anything else. Your running speed must be good!"

"Do you think so too?"

"Yes, I've seen you run many times, and the speed is faster and faster. Remember, when running, you must inject your internal force into your legs, and your heels should touch the ground as little as possible. Don't think about whether the people behind you have caught up, just look at the target in front of you."

"Thank you, hate big brother, why do you help me like this?"

"Help you?" Hate smiled bitterly, "I don't know, probably this is fate. From the first day I saw you, I knew that I would definitely become a good brother with you, and, as others said, our hair, our name, a hatred, a little nine, are all particularly strange."

"Ha ha, yes!" Xiaojiu suddenly looked at hate and said softly, "Brother Hate, can you tell me why you called such a name?"

Hate was silent for a moment and stood up.

"I took it myself." He stopped saying, "Brother Xiaojiu, I really don't want to talk about my past now, but I promise you that one day you will understand a complete hatred, okay?"

Everyone has their own privacy and secrets. Although Xiaojiu is small, he also knows this truth.

"It doesn't matter, I hate big brother!"

Hate to look at Xiaojiu and nod, " By the way, Xiaojiu, how is your strength? I've never seen you hit a sandbag.

"My strength?"

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it. You'll know when you see it. Come on!" After saying that, he quickly pulled Xiaojiu to the sand boxing field, where dozens of sandbags hung quietly on the beam and looked extremely quiet.

"How much force can you hit?" Hate to stare at Xiaojiu and ask.

Looking at the hateful and sincere eyes, Xiaojiu certainly would not hide him and slowly walked to the 500 sandbags.

"I flew this?"

"500 sandbags? Xiaojiu, since you can hit it, why haven't you participated in the strength competition? I'm very puzzled.

Xiaojiu looked at him and said softly, "Because I don't want to grab the quota of Big Brother and Brother Xiaohei."

Hate to hear it and understand everything.

"It doesn't matter if you don't participate. There will be another time if you don't participate this time." He patted Xiaojiu on the back with a hate smile, "Come on, hit one and let Brother Hate have a look!"

"Hmm!" Xiaojiu nodded, clenched his fist, and quickly stimulated the beast flame of his body, and soon the tiger-shaped flame emerged.

He was shocked. He only saw Xiaojiu's running and thought that he was just a talented teenager. Unexpectedly, Xiaojiu, who was just eight years old, had a beast flame, and it was also a blood-red tiger flame.

"Xiaojiu, hit it out!" Hate to shout.

Xiaojiu launched an offensive, and his hot fist rushed to the sandbag with a strong wind.

With a 'bang', the sandbag made a loud sound and swung to the highest point of the beam. The beam is at least three feet high from the ground and can hit a 500-force sandbag more than 3,000 feet high. The force of this blow is really amazing. It can be imagined that if it was not for the thick rope tied the sandbag, this time it I don't know where to fly for a long time. People are much lighter than this sandbag, and they can't be stronger than sandbags. If it hits people...

"Hate big brother, how about it?"

Hate circled around Xiaojiu twice and suddenly laughed, "Brother Xiaojiu, you are so surprised me. I can conclude that I can definitely hit it with your punch." With hatred, he pointed his finger hard at a sandbag behind them, with six hundred words written on the beam of the sandbag.

"600 sandbags? Can I do it?"

"It will work! However, you have just used a lot of internal strength. If you want to try, next time, if you can't, you will be very tired tomorrow!"

"Hmm." Xiaojiu listened carefully.

"Brother Jiu, it's a pity that you didn't participate in tomorrow's strength competition, but you must participate next time. I'm still waiting to see your performance."

Xiaojiu smiled awkwardly.

"Hate big brother, can you fly that?"

"Me?" Hate the mysterious smile, "Tomorrow, tomorrow I will show you my real strength. Remember, you must get a place in the speed competition and go back to bed early!"

"Hmm!"

When he came to the wooden house, the children of the whole team were discussing tomorrow's game. Yang Hei sat in ** and talked about the essentials of the game, while Wang Li lay on **, still staring at it.

"Brother Li, why don't you go to bed!"

Wang Li looked at Xiaojiu and said, "I'm going to bed soon, Xiaojiu, I must win tomorrow, okay?"

"I know." Xiaojiu smiled.

Wang Li looked at Xiaojiu with a very complicated expression and sighed dullly.

In his sleep, the thought space came again, and the old man was still waiting for Xiaojiu.

"Bad boy, why did you come so late today? There will be a game tomorrow."

Looking at the old man, Xiaojiu now has a very intimate feeling and can't help saying sweetly, "Grandpa, do you think I can win tomorrow?"

"Ask me, how do I know?"

"Don't you know everything about me?"

"I know everything about you, but I'm not a fairy. It's impossible to know what will happen tomorrow. Besides, only you know whether you can win or not. Believe that you can win!"

"Believe in yourself!"

"Yes, if a person can't even believe himself, he will definitely lose. Only by believing in himself can he win."

"I know!"

"Hmm!" The old man nodded approvingly, "Today, I'm going to teach you something special, which is to teach you how to pour internal force into your whole body."

Xiaojiu was shocked. This is also a problem he wants to solve. In the school field, Hate has already said that he must inject internal force on his legs when running. He already knows how to stimulate the internal force, but he really doesn't know what to do to let it deliberately run in the specified direction with his meridians?

"Isn't it a surprise!" The old man asked.

"Teach me quickly!" Xiaojiu can't wait.

The old man quickly stimulated his internal force, and a tiger head suddenly appeared in the center of his eyebrows. After a while, the tiger's head slowly dispersed and turned into a blood-red flame. The old man stretched out his right hand and hummed gently. The flame seemed to be alive, slowly running along the meridians in the old man's hand at a very fast speed. On the right hand, suddenly, the right hand was burning. After a while, the old man stretched out his left hand like the law. It could be seen that the flame of his right hand slowly became smaller, and some of it had run to his left hand.

"See, the internal force can swim all over the body, which is controlled by human thoughts. When running, you have to pour the internal force of the whole body into your legs, so that you can win."

"Is that how it is taught?" Xiaojiu said in astonishment.

"Yes, it's over."

"No way, Grandpa, you didn't teach me at all. You just demonstrated it yourself."

"Haha... As I said, thoughts and people's thoughts are beyond the control of others. Everything needs to be yourself. Think about it. As long as you have strong confidence, I believe you will succeed, child!"

After the old man finished speaking, Xiaojiu also woke up.

"Why did you enter the thought space today and come out in a moment!" Xiaojiu thought about it, and the two words that the old man said always flashed in his mind: thoughts!

Finally, it was time for the game. Early in the morning, all the people finished breakfast and came to the school field. The strong game was in the sand boxing field, and the shooting was also in the youth camp, and only the speed game was set outside, because although the school field can accommodate a large number of people to run together, it was more than 500 If people run together, there will inevitably be collisions, which will greatly affect the results of the competition. Therefore, Qi Changfeng discussed with other instructors and decided to set the speed competition at the foot of Haoshan outside, run from the foot of Haoshan to the youth camp, and then run ten laps on the school yard. Whoever can be the first to finish it will It's the first place, so it's internal! It is also a long journey from the foot of Haoshan to the Youth Camp, which can greatly alleviate the crowded situation of everyone.

First of all, the competition of strength. The competition of strength adopts the elimination system. First of all, starting with the sandbags of 300 forces, the top five sandbags that can directly hit 500 forces will save a lot of time, but in order to master teenagers How many other powerful teenagers are there? The leaders still decided to start with 300.

More than 500 people are scattered in different sand boxing arenas, and there are ten in the youth camp sand boxing arena. That is to say, there can be ten teams training at the same time every day. More than 500 people are divided into ten groups. Wang Liyanghei and Yu Jiang Chao were divided into the third sand boxing arena.

The result came out quickly, and only 50 of the more than 500 people could not fly 300 sandbags.

Then began the game of 400 sandbags.

This time, it was relatively cruel. Half of the people were eliminated at once, and only more than 200 people hit 400 sandbags.

Finally, it's the turn of 500 sandbags. There are still relatively few people who can fly 500 sandbags in the youth camp. After all, there are all children here, and there is much strength there.

Wang Li easily passed the test. On the first day of training, he was able to fly 500 sandbags. Today, his strength is even more rapid. After Wang Li finished fighting, he quietly retreated aside. Now it's Yang Hei and Yu Jiangchao's turn.

The two punched quickly, but unfortunately, they still failed. At least they had to hit the sandbag half a foot high to pass. Yang Hei was a little close, which was also good.

In the competition of 500 sandbags, the most dazzling person should be Kuanggang, who ranked third in the hero list. He flew the highest sandbags, all of which have surpassed the beams. Kuanggang is 15 years old this year. He is unusually strong and has brute force all over his body. I heard that he hunted a big head when he first went to patrol the mountain. Wild boar, it's nothing to hunt the big wild boar. The key is that this big wild boar was strangled alive by him, which is horrible!

At this time, Xiaojiu, the people who did not participate in the game also stood aside to watch the game, and the hate stood next to Xiaojiu.

"Hate big brother, that man is so awesome!"

Hate the contemptuous smile, "Awesome! He is almost a fool. Now that the strength game is not over, he will do his best. Think about it. Now that he has run out of strength, what will he do in the future games?

Xiaojiu suddenly realized that this situation was stupid and cute.

At this time, Qi Changfeng came out and looked at everyone's announcement loudly, "After three hundred and 500 games, there are only 25 people left to pass. They are the hatred of the 23rd team, Wang Li of the 33rd team, Yu Chong of the 18th team, the 79th team Huang Gang, and Qin of the 38th team. War...

"Only 25 people passed the 500 sandbag competition." Xiaojiu was secretly shocked. There were still more than 200 people at 400, but now there are only 25 people when they reach 500. It seems that the 500 level is really not so good. Thinking that he has passed the 500 level, he is immediately very happy.

"Now the sandbag you are going to hit is 600 forces. Let's go there together!" After Qi Changfeng finished speaking, he also walked to the sandbag with 600 forces.

The 600 sandbag looks similar to 500, but it is wrapped with thick animal skin. The fist hits the animal skin, which can disperse part of the power. Therefore, although the two sandbags look similar in size, in fact, the power to hit the animal skin is far away. It's much bigger than hitting a sack.

"Who will come first!" Qi Changfeng shouted loudly.

"I." A loud roar came, and it was the stupid Kuang Gang who spoke just now. He only saw him take off his coat and be red. **Chest, slowly walked to the 600 sandbag, punched it like a hammer, took a breath, and rushed to the leather bag with 600 forces.