Early in the morning, by the sea.

The brigade of naval soldiers ran around the coastline, their eyes unconscious, and repeated their movements numbly like puppets.

This is not a jogging or fast running, but an extreme running, an extreme challenge that takes full sprinting speed from the beginning.

"I asked you to run a ten-minute extreme run. In just five minutes, you can't hold on?" Dorag stood aside, scolding with a cold face, "Remember this feeling with your body, remember this extreme feeling. The so-called strong one is someone who can constantly break through their own limits."

"I don't need you to compete with others for speed. All you have to do is persevere, that is, constantly defeat yourself. No matter how slow the speed is, as long as you can persist, you can break through the limit and transform into a brand new self!"

The instructors around him were a little moved, "It's really hard for Lieutenant General Dorag to say so many things in one breath. He must have memorized them a lot at home!"

If running normally tests physical fitness, then extreme running tests will, which has nothing to do with strength. It only depends on whether the heart is strong enough.

Therefore, even if Gion is more powerful than the plan, he is sweating profusely at this moment, his eyes are a little lost, and he can only drag his body forward with instinct.

"I...I can't do it anymore!"

Finally, in the eighth minute, someone couldn't hold on and poured himself on the ground, breathing in the fresh morning air in big mouthfuls, making a dehydrated salted fish live.

The power of "role model" is endless. With the first loser, it seemed to push Donomian dominoes, and dozens of people instantly chose to give up.

Dorag looked bad, but he didn't say much.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A violent roar sounded in the distance, and the earth was shaking, as if the ancient Tyrannosaurus was rushing on the ground.

When Dorager heard the sound, he slightly cleared his bad face. All the teachers liked excellent students, so he was no exception.

The rushing sound in the distance was that Langhinus was running with his hands on his hands. His pure speed could no longer allow him to reach his physical limit. Only this level of weight bearing could make him barely feel the pressure.

Seeing that Longinus was not flushed or breathless, Dorag asked to the adjutant beside him, "Is there a bigger mountain?"

The adjutant said helplessly, "It's gone. Since Lieutenant General Capo practiced boxing and smoothed eight mountains and caused huge economic losses to the headquarters, Marshal Kong ordered that large mountains were not allowed to appear in the headquarters."

Dorag's face was cold. I remember that there was indeed this case. It was eight years ago that the pirate Qingjiao at that time was discouraged by his father's punch and he left the great route since then.

"Lieutenant General Dorag, why don't I...I'll add another hill to him?" the adjutant asked tentatively.

"Forget it, he has broken through the limit too many times and has already kept his body in the strongest state. Unless it is on the verge of death, it is difficult for him to experience the shackles of the limit again." Since last time he met in the sea, Dorag knew that the other party was a monster who likes to train "self-harm" like him. This extreme running probably won't have much effect on Longineus, and now it seems that it is true.

"Maybe...it's time to find General Zefa to explain the problem and let Longinus enter the next stage early."

"Wait... Lieutenant General Dorag, is this a bit unruly?"

"The six styles were taught in the second year, just because most people could not reach the minimum standard for practicing the six styles. Since Longinus had met the requirements, there was no need to waste more time."

"In addition, in this term, in addition to Longinus, Jiaji and Gion can barely meet the requirements. After polishing here for a while, you can consider sending them to General Zefa in advance."

"……I see."

At this time, the ten-minute deadline had been reached. Everyone ignored their image and leaned into the word "big" and fell on the beach, breathing in fresh air.

Dorager glanced and found that not many people had completed the task, and only more than one hundred of the four hundred people persevered.

Although Dorag didn't say much, he secretly recorded these more than 100 people in his heart, which are more valuable for cultivating them.

“Now, prepare for the next mission.”

There was a sudden tragedy on the beach. Is this really not alive?

The adjutant standing beside Dorag shouted, "Sujing, look at what you are now, where is the momentum of the navy? All of them have learned about the recruits from the G2 branch. Each of them has completed the task excellently, and they are not ashamed as you are!"

Upon hearing this, Gregory and others felt tears in their eyes. The world was full of conscience. In the past, when they were in the G2 branch, they were all tragedy when they were used as negative teaching materials by their superiors. Unexpectedly, in the headquarters, the salted fish turned over once. Thanks to the recruits who were salted fish more than them, they were all good people!

The salted fish lying on the ground couldn't help but struggle to look at the small group of g2. Although Gregory and others were exhausted, their mental state was indeed much better than theirs.

Seeing this scene, the recruits from the headquarters were particularly ashamed. It would be fine if they could not compare to monsters like Longineus, but now they could not even compare to Longineus's younger brother.

Moreover, this trial has nothing to do with strength, but only with inner strength. Doesn’t this mean that their persistence in belief is not as good as the recruits from those branches?

The other branches are also envious. Compared with the main department, they are indeed backward in all aspects. This is normal, but with the glorious halo of the G2 branch, they seem much inferior in comparison.

Dorag saw everyone's changes, and then spoke in a deep voice, "The next task is to eat!"

eat?

Many people are a little confused. Eating is also a task? Please give me two pounds of such a task!

There were also many people with rich imagination looking at Dorag in horror and murmured to himself, "Can you eat those particularly unpalatable foods, or even shi?"

Thinking of this, the new recruits looked at Dorag more and more wrong, and the lieutenant general's aura gradually transformed into the fear of the demon.

With Dorag's strength, they could easily hear their whispers, and their cold mouths couldn't help but twitch, "This newcomer is really terrible, he always needs to eat shi."

"If you want to become a strong man, you must learn to eat!" Dorag said in a deep voice, "If you don't eat, where will your physical strength come from? Where will your strength come from?"

"The more you exercise, the more you consume and the more you eat!"

"Breaking through the limit is a squeeze on the potential of the body. Therefore, the raw materials for nutritious meals in the canteen are all meat from various sea kings and rare beasts. The rich vitality of life contained is enough to make up for the shortcomings of your body."

"I don't want to lose my body due to future exercises, so I ate it hard until I vomited it. Do you understand?"

"clear!"
Chapter completed!