Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

Oscar suddenly took out an egg from his pocket. Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu's eyes flashed and they stared at him.

"Hey, I secretly hid two eggs in the morning. For the sake of the collective, let's divide them among the nine of us." Oscar said with a smile.

"Recovering your physical strength is not cheating, hehehehe."

Dai Mubai was speechless. He slapped him on the head and staggered Oscar on the spot. "How can we divide two eggs between nine people?"

"Then we have to let Rongrong and I eat it." Oscar handed it to Ning Rongrong like a treasure.

Tang Ling looked at Oscar, thought for a moment, and then the soul guide took out a lot more eggs.

"Shall I go? Brother Ling, are you an egg seller?" Oscar looked at Tang Ling in disbelief and rolled his eyes. Is it possible that besides fighting, Brother Ling also likes to save eggs?

"Brother Ling, you're not a chicken thief, are you?" Oscar stepped forward.

Tang Ling kicked Oscar a few meters away. Why was this sausage uncle so out of character?

Tang Ling handed one to Ning Weilan and Tang San, and gave the rest to Dai Mubai to divide, while keeping one for himself.

Ning Weilan was also curious, "Then...why did you keep so many eggs?"

"I'm afraid of hunger, and eggs resist hunger, so I'll keep a few for emergencies." Tang Ling said calmly.

It's not that I don't have money to buy food, it's just that I've been in the Shura Trial for too long, and the hunger is very uncomfortable, so from then on I will prepare some food in the soul guide, so I won't try that again. Feel.

Everyone simply solved an egg, which could be regarded as replenishing their physical strength, and carried their own stones on their backs.

"Just run as slow as possible and help each other." Tang Ling glanced at Ning Rongrong and slowed down.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

Standing behind, a student wearing a red school uniform looked at the people leaving and pointed, "Look, it's them, Shrek Academy."

The other one gritted his teeth and took an excited step forward. This move almost hurt him to death. Tang Ling left him not only pain, but also humiliation, the humiliation of being unable to be a man!

"Are they training?"

"Hmph! Just wait and see!"

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Along the way, everyone remained silent and maintained their strength. During the first lap, they ran back to the gate of Shrek School. The master actually moved a table with a long glass of water on it.

I sweated a lot and felt naturally thirsty. I knew it was for myself, so I picked up the glass of water and drank it all in one gulp.

"It's so salty. Did you put a lot of salt in it?" Ning Rongrong frowned.

Oscar ran to the side and retched a few times. He drank so hard that his throat was not comfortable at all.

"To replenish our energy?" Dai Mubai looked at the cup in his hand, then took a step forward and started running.

One lap was just a warm-up for Tang Ling. He carried a basket full of stones and stood side by side with Dai Mubai. Dai Mubai was secretly competing with Tang Ling, but he found that no matter what, Tang Ling was stronger in terms of physical strength. Much more powerful than him.

One lap, two laps, three laps, four laps, five laps...

Tang San, Tang Ling, and Dai Mubai could still hold on, but the girls behind them, Ma Hongjun, and the others were already out of breath.

"Ling, Brother Ling... you... how can you run so well..." The fat on Ma Hongjun's belly trembled and his whole body swayed, feeling as if he was about to collapse.

"I'm probably thinner than you." Tang Ling glanced back, and there was a fine drop of sweat on his forehead. His load reached fifty kilograms. Even if he was stronger than Tang Ling, he could run fifty kilometers without using his soul power. , the body has also reached a state of fatigue.

"Brother Ling, you...don't use...personal attacks..." He had no energy left and wanted to reply, but Tang Ling didn't care about it.

"Xiao Ao, please give me the stone." Tang San walked to Oscar, took out the stone from his frame, and put it into his own frame.

Dai Mubai also reached out to Ning Rongrong and took the initiative to bear her burden. Ning Rongrong looked up at him. They had conflicts before, but after experiencing the experience of the Star Dou Forest, it has become a thing of the past.

Tang Ling looked at Ning Weilan aside. Even though she came from a large sect, she had an unwillingness to admit defeat in her bones, and she didn't even say she was tired.

He stepped forward, reached out and unloaded her bamboo basket, and under Ning Weilan's disbelieving gaze, he slung the bamboo basket on his chest. His bamboo basket itself was full and could not hold any extra stones. .

"Give it to me... I can still hold on..." Her body suddenly became lighter, and Ning Weilan finally took a deep breath. Her whole body felt refreshed, but Tang Ling's original burden was the largest among them. She How could I bear to let her bear it again?

Seeing her reaching out to get it, Tang Ling interrupted her, "Stop talking and conserve your strength."

After another lap, Ning Rongrong and Ning Weilan supported each other, Oscar's legs weakened and he fell to the ground. Ma Hongjun's physical strength also declined sharply because of his fat body.

"There are still three more rounds." Tang San gasped.

The clothes of the nine people were almost soaked, and beads of sweat rolled down with every step they took.

The eight people were throwing stones back and forth, and whoever had the strength to grab more stones felt like their lungs were going to explode. The sun was scorching above their heads, and people passing by on the street stopped one after another.

The master saw that every time nine people came back together, he couldn't help but nodded. This is what a team should look like.

"Brother... give me some rocks." Tang San reached out to get his rocks, but he stumbled, his center of gravity was unsteady and he fell forward.

Tang Ling stretched out his hand to stop him, "Don't be brave, there is still one more lap."

The bamboo baskets stretched out two purple marks on everyone's shoulders, and blood oozed faintly from their skin. Their shoulders were sore, and their lower bodies felt like they were filled with lead. Every step they took was dependent on their last mental support.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar fainted. Dai Mubai was carrying Tang San's bamboo basket, and Tang San was carrying Oscar. Ning Weilan's vision began to blur. She struggled to lift Ning Rongrong, half hugging and half dragging her. He also fell down with him.

"Brother, give me Weilan's stone..." Tang San stopped and stretched out his hand again.

This time Tang Ling did not refuse, and handed him the bamboo basket he carried on his chest, moved his bamboo basket to the front, and carried Ning Weilan on his back. Xiao Wu also stepped forward to carry Ning Rongrong on his back. Everyone staggered. , supporting each other.

Sweat obscured Tang Ling's sight. The fifty kilogram weight plus the weight of a girl was still a bit too much for him. Sweat flowed down his cheeks and fell to the ground drop by drop, landing on Ning Weilan's body and face. .

Ning Weilan, who was in a coma, regained some consciousness and raised her hand with difficulty to wipe the sweat from his face.

"Dirty." Tang Ling turned his face away to prevent her from touching him.

"Don't move." Ning Weilan forced a smile and wiped the sweat from his face without disdain.

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