They remembered clearly that Ma Xiaogang only trained for four hours a day.
The rest of the time was spent eating, sleeping, and reading novels…
There was no training at all.
Moreover, his foundation was much weaker than Leng Feng's.
But now, even though he was thousands of meters behind Leng Feng, he was still able to catch up and shake him off.
It was simply unbelievable.
"Am I seeing things?"
"I just pinched my leg and it hurts. This is not a dream!”
"Ma Xiaogang actually beat Leng Feng!”
Ma Xiaogang, who had overtaken Leng Feng, suddenly increased his speed again.
He was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch him. It was hard to believe that he was carrying ten kilograms of weight on his body.
Now, he was walking as fast as flying, faster and faster.
His expression was still the same as before, swift and violent like a gale.
It impacted everything around it!
Leng Feng gritted his teeth. He was the record holder for cross-country running.
He absolutely couldn't lose!
However, after running at full speed for a few kilometers, his physical strength gradually depleted.
Coupled with his chaotic breathing, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up to Ma Xiaogang.
He was out of breath and sweat was pouring down his forehead.
Another ten minutes passed.
Ma Xiaogang finally finished running ten laps around the training ground and crossed the finish line.
He won!
Ma Xiaogang really won!
And he even broke their running record!
Exactly half an hour later.
Not a cent more, not a cent less.
On average, he ran a kilometer in three minutes.
This was too heaven-defying!
It was completely on top of Ma Xiaogang's original foundation and had improved by several levels.
Ma Xiaogang ran to the finish line, took off his backpack, and came to Jiang Chen from the other side of the training ground.
"Captain!"
"My performance just now didn't disappoint you, right?" Ma Xiaogang asked with anticipation.”
"Barely qualified."
I…
Big brother.
You can't play like this.
How high are your expectations of him?
He had already broken the record of the Battle Wolf Squadron, and you still said that he barely passed?
Was he speaking human language?
"You have to work harder in the future. If you lose face like today, don't tell others that you're my team member.”
Hiss--
That was embarrassing?
Wouldn't they be too ashamed to watch?
Jiang Chen once again became the focus of the audience. Seven days ago, he said he wanted Ma Xiaogang to defeat Leng Feng in every aspect.
At that time, no one believed it.
They all felt that he was just bragging.
These few days, Ma Xiaogang only trained for four hours a day, but Leng Feng was on the training ground, day and night, sweating tirelessly.
In the end, Ma Xiaogang really beat Leng Feng in terms of physical fitness.
What kind of monster was Jiang Chen?
It was one thing for him to be strong, but why was he so terrifying when he trained others?
The key problem was…others still thought that it was not good to finish ten kilometers in thirty minutes.
Then in Jiang Chen's eyes, they were not even trash?
Leng Feng walked over, panting. He had been able to move at his own pace in the first half.
However, when he saw Ma Xiaogang overtake him, his breathing became chaotic.
He was eager to prove that he was stronger than Ma Xiaoqiang.
In the end, the second half of his performance was a little off.
"Leng Feng, do you want to rest for a while? Then we'll have a shooting competition?"
"No need."
Ma Xiao Gang was taller and had some advantages over Leng Feng.
Perhaps it was the wrong training method that allowed them to display these advantages.
But shooting was different.
This was Leng Feng's strength.
He could take down a flagpole 1,500 meters away with one shot.
Leng Feng didn't believe that Ma Xiaogang could beat him in this aspect.
After all, shooting required years of practice. Otherwise, it would be difficult to achieve results.
He would definitely be able to regain the face he had just lost.
"Alright, then the two of you prepare well. The shooting competition will begin immediately.”
Shi Qingsong was also secretly shocked, but he did not express it clearly.
It seemed that letting Jiang Chen be the captain of Team Two was the right decision.
Even if Ma Xiaogang lost to Leng Feng in the last two events, it was understandable.
After all, he only trained with Jiang Chen for a few days.
"Yes, sir!" The two of them agreed at the same time.
Ten minutes later, they arrived at the shooting range.
Leng Feng had already assembled his gun in advance, but Ma Xiaogang still stood there unmoved.
What was he trying to do?
Didn't they say that they would have a shooting competition?
Why didn't he take out his gun?
"Ma Xiaogang, prepare your weapons!"
Ma Xiaogang smiled and said,""Captain Long, can I not use a gun? I want to use throwing knives!"
Not bad.
In recent days, Jiang Chen trained Ma Xiaogang. In addition to improving his strength and comprehensive combat, he also taught him some of his throwing skills.
In the special forces 'individual combat, sometimes throwing knives was far safer than using guns.
A gunshot would easily expose the target.
But throwing knives were different.
However, freelance surgery had higher requirements for the trainer.
It was even more difficult to operate.
It was very difficult for ordinary people to learn it.
That was why it had not been popularized.
However, if a person was stronger, throwing knives…were often more useful than spears.
"Throwing knives?"
Everyone was stunned.
Ma Xiaogang wasn't good with guns, and now he wanted to throw knives?
Was there a mistake?
"Good!"
"I can let you use the flying knife, but if you lose, you have to admit it." Long Xiaoyun nodded.”
It was clearly more useful than throwing knives, so why did he choose a weapon that had long been obsolete?
I really don't understand him!
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