AWB Chapter 30 Yes, it's still it.
Chapter 30 Yes, it's still it.
Chapter 30 Yes, it's still it.
Huo Yuhao was not in a good position either. His body had been pushed to its limit that morning, and it was already somewhat overwhelmed, yet he had to force himself into a state of extreme strain...
In order to prolong the time that the Mysterious Heaven Skill nourishes his meridians, Huo Yuhao had to run at full speed to enter his limit state sooner.
After a dozen or so laps, the warm current of the Mysterious Heaven Skill reappeared, and Huo Yuhao finally slowed down, moving slowly at a pace that barely maintained his limit.
At this point, none of the trainees felt good.
The trainees who were running ahead had begun to slow down. The longer it went on, the more the effectiveness of the iron armor became.
Those male trainees who were initially following behind Wang Dong have now fallen behind, and some have even started to be overtaken by the trainees behind them.
Drops of sweat began to soak the track. After more than half an hour, a female student with a weaker build fell to the ground with a thud, struggling to get up, but she couldn't manage it.
Just then, Wang Dong ran to her side, helped her up, and gave her an inquiring look. The female student shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes, and plopped down on the square, refusing to get up again. She couldn't even speak anymore.
Once the first one appeared, another followed. More and more students exhausted their soul power. Without soul power, they could only rely on their twelve-year-old bodies to endure the pressure. Those whose martial souls provided little boost to their physical abilities could not withstand the pressure of the iron armor and had to stop.
When an hour had passed, at least half of the trainees had collapsed to the ground. Zhou Yi remained expressionless, silently watching the figures still moving forward on the track.
Huo Yuhao felt his head buzzing, his vision blurring, and a burning sensation in his chest. His entire body was soaked in sweat, sticky and uncomfortable. The heavy iron armor rubbed against his skin through his school uniform, sending waves of burning pain through him.
Even the warmth emanating from my body's meridians couldn't suppress these sensations.
At this moment, Huo Yuhao was unable to think of anything, not even how much time he had left. He just walked numbly.
Huo Yuhao didn't know why he was still persisting. He had never been a very persevering person, but this time he just didn't want to stop.
Perhaps, he had simply taken on Huo Gua's fate, and he couldn't possibly do worse than Huo Gua, could he? What Huo Gua could do, Huo Yuhao could certainly do as well, and do it even better!
Since he no longer had any soul power left to retrieve the contents of the soul tool, he simply held the water bottle in his hand and occasionally took a sip of the salt water he had prepared yesterday to keep himself alive.
Around Shrek Square, more and more students collapsed, and even those who were running at the forefront began to give way. The sound of iron armor hitting the ground could be heard from time to time.
Wang Dong passed by Huo Yuhao again. By this time, she was also struggling to walk. Seeing that Huo Yuhao was still persisting, she glanced at him in surprise.
At this moment, Huo Yuhao's eyes were slightly closed, with only a slit showing, barely maintaining his running direction. However, it was more like he was moving his body step by step rather than running...
His steps were so unsteady that it seemed he would collapse at any moment.
"If you can't do it, don't force yourself," Wang Dong said softly before continuing forward.
She has now run a total number of laps that far surpasses others, and correspondingly, her physical condition is approaching its limit.
An hour and a half had passed, and the bell for the end of get out of class was getting closer and closer. At this point, only nine students remained standing on the track.
Zhou Yi had been watching Huo Yuhao closely, and when an hour had passed, she was already astonished. Based on her calculations of Huo Yuhao's physical and spiritual strength, he must have reached his limit.
What has sustained him all this time? Just the water that doesn't have the slightest fluctuation of soul power?
Can human willpower really push the body beyond its limits?
"Thump, thump..." Two more students fell down. And their fall was like a domino effect, with several more students falling down in succession.
One of them happened to bump into Wang Dong, who was passing by.
Wang Dong stumbled from the impact, his already aching legs gave way, and he fell to the ground. The stubbornness he had been holding in crumbled as he sat down on the ground, unable to get up again.
Five minutes later, the other two students also collapsed. At this point, of the ninety-nine students in the class, only Huo Yuhao remained.
"Bang, bang"
In the quiet square, apart from the gasps of the fallen students, there was only the sound of heavy footsteps.
At that moment, the sound of footsteps stood out so conspicuously in the square that it drew everyone's attention.
Everyone recognized Huo Yuhao, the guy who was the first to go for a run that morning, the guy with only level eleven soul power, the guy who completed the 100-lap task at a top speed in the class that morning...
The students all looked at this guy who was deliberately showing off in front of the teacher with amusement, wondering how long he could keep it up.
Even if you really want to impress the teacher, you should stop now.
At this moment, Huo Yuhao, who was the center of attention, did not fulfill the wishes of these students. He continued to mechanically repeat the process of raising and lowering his foot, raising and lowering it again, making dull thuds that resonated on the ground and in the hearts of the students.
Fifteen minutes passed, and even the breathing in the square quieted down. The mockery in the trainees' eyes disappeared, replaced by a hint of awe.
This guy... doesn't he ever take a break?
After a moment of stunned silence, Wang Dong stood up and ran up, silently following behind Huo Yuhao.
Among the group of students, a pretty girl saw Wang Dong follow her and pouted, "I just sat down a short while ago!"
As she spoke, Xiao Xiao rubbed her sore calves, gritted her teeth, stood up, and followed Wang Dong.
With Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao taking the lead, a third and a fourth person gradually followed. Gradually, all the students in Class 1 of the freshmen gritted their teeth, lifted their already stiff and lifeless legs, and barely managed to move back onto the track.
Does the school emphasize the development of students' character?
Ever since hearing the "twisted theories" from Huo Yuhao yesterday, Zhou Yi has been thinking about how to cultivate students' character while completing her teaching duties normally, but she still has no ideas after a whole night.
We simply adjusted our teaching style slightly according to what Huo Yuhao mentioned, such as giving the students an extra chance in the morning.
But the effect seems to be no different from simply expelling the student.
It wasn't until she saw Huo Yuhao's leading role that Zhou Yi seemed to grasp something.
Perhaps, to correct a person's character, besides pushing them to stop slacking off, one also needs a leader who is on the right track?
Besides self-cultivation, perhaps moral character should also be a standard for judging whether a person is excellent?
Could introducing a student whose character is recognized by the public as a role model influence other students in the same way as Huo Yuhao has now?
I never expected that after teaching students for so many years, I would be the one to be taught a lesson by a student this time.
(End of this chapter)