"Spare me, Isashiki-senpai, I really can't do it anymore!" After stuffing the rice ball into his mouth three times, Miyukiichi also successfully escaped from the other party's grasp and dodged far away.
Then he was caught by the 'Demon King' Isashiki-senpai.
"Hey, such a junior is so unlovable." Jun Isashiki snorted coldly after failing in the frame-up. He gnawed on the rice ball in his hand with a bored look on his face, then turned his attention to the first-year student in the second army, and quickly selected
Target, he walked towards the fast-footed first-year student Kuramochi Yoichi.
Iori Yagami and Chris glanced at each other, and then looked at the group of second and third grade students around them who were waiting to see the show. They were quite speechless. They could only say that they were indeed catchers, and their sense of smell was really keen.
After everyone in Qingdao took a simple rest for twenty minutes, the coach came over and told everyone to assemble.
After dividing the first army into two groups of ten people each, each occupying a stadium, the horror of summer joint training has officially begun.
"Everyone runs back and forth twenty times. Hurry, run, run!" The coach asked everyone in Qingdao to stand in a straight line, then blew the whistle and watched them run back and forth.
"Don't slow down."
"Run, run, don't stop to rest."
"First graders...why are you two dawdling in the back?"
After finally finishing the run, Kazuya Miyuki and Naoya Kuraza hadn't even taken a breath yet when the coach called them over to the next practice event, running around the bases a hundred times.
Unlike the first graders, Chris, who felt exhausted just from running back and forth last year, is now able to complete the task in a more relaxed manner and then wait for the start of the next practice event.
Miyuki Kazuya and Kuraza Naoya lined up and started running base practice while panting.
After the ten people are arranged in order, the first person starts to first base, and then the second person starts, and so on until the last person runs back to home base.
The base timer starts, and ninety seconds later it starts again for the second base run.
Before the tenth lap, Naoya Kuraza and Miyuki Kazuya could still keep up with the second and third grade seniors in front of them relatively calmly; by the time they reached the tenth lap, Miyuki Kazuya and the others had already begun to breathe heavily, and their clothes had long been worn out.
It was soaked with sweat and stuck to my body, which was very uncomfortable.
The second and third grade seniors were also sweating on their faces like them, but no one would complain. They seemed to be doing an ordinary thing, running, sprinting, sliding and resting at their own pace.
, and then continue running, sprinting, stepping on bases, and resting.
After running around a few bases for eighteen times, Naoya Kuraza was already out of breath. Looking at the second and third grade seniors around him who were breathing calmly and with ease, he couldn't help but feel grateful that he was just like Miyuki.
Kazuya was not fooled by the seniors and listened to them to eat more, otherwise he would definitely run away and vomit.
"Hurry up, run, run, don't stop." The coaches supervising them seemed to be dissatisfied with the current speed of the Qingdao people, shouting at them: "Third graders...do you have enough physical strength?
Is that all there is? It’s not even twenty laps yet? Pick up the speed and run faster.”
"A sophomore... open your legs and run forward! Run, run, keep up, don't stop."
"First graders... follow the seniors in front, remember to step on the bases and move quickly."
On the thirtieth lap, Miyukiichi also stumbled when he stepped on the base midway and almost fell down. Fortunately, he relied on his own sense of balance to take two steps and turn around again, running back to the home base.
Finally, he tried to move his left foot and found that there was no problem before continuing the next lap of running.
After everyone in Qingdao ran fifty laps, Director Kataoka gave them ten minutes of rest. The second and third graders were walking back and forth to relax their muscles; the first graders stayed in place, breathing heavily and trying to
In order to calm down his condition, Zangzao Naoya looked like he could hardly stand and wanted to fall down.
"Don't fall down, walk around, otherwise you won't be able to run anymore after a while." Chris warned his promising juniors as a person who had experienced it.
Zangzao Naoya bent over, put his hands on his knees and looked at the second and third grade seniors who were relaxing, and once again realized the gap in their physical fitness.
Ten minutes later, Director Kataoka, who was followed by several coaches, gathered the team again and blew the whistle. Miyuki moved his legs mechanically and followed the others and started running again.
The coaches stared angrily at the Qingdao players who were running the bases. As soon as anyone's speed started to drop, they would catch that person and ridicule him.
As time went by, the second-year students began to be unable to keep up with the rhythm. The gasps of everyone in Qingdao became heavier and heavier, but the coaches were still executing the original plan.
By the time they reached the seventy-second lap, even the third-graders began to show signs of fatigue, their breathing became heavier, and those with weak physical strength also began to gasp for air.
When it came to the last 10 laps, the speed of everyone in Qingdao could no longer be increased, and they were basically relying on their own perseverance to run around in the final circle.
When everyone in Seidao finished their last lap, it was already completely dark. Kazuya Miyuki and Naoya Kuraza fell directly to the ground, having no strength to move at all.
After everyone in Qingdao stayed in place to rest for ten minutes, Director Kataoka, who had disappeared before, reappeared. He clapped his hands and asked everyone to regroup: "Today's training ends here. Finally, we will run twenty laps around the stadium.
Everyone, cheer up and go eat and rest after the run."
When he heard that he still had to run twenty laps around the stadium, Miyuki could hardly stand anymore. He regretted his previous naivety.
"Still running..." Zangzao Naoya could hardly stand, but he still followed the team and started running with a tired pace. Outside the stadium, because the first army had not finished training, they were still watching their training.
The first-year students all thought that Kazuya Miyuki and Naoya Kuraza might fall down at any time, but the fact was that they were still holding on.
Miyuki Kazuya and Kuraza Naoya's speed became slower and slower. When the second and third grade seniors completed twenty laps, they had only run fifteen laps.
"There are still five final laps to go, hurry up! If the time is later, the canteen will be closed."
"Run, run, I won't let you go."
"Stop dilly-dallying and run faster."
Although the second and third graders were all shouting loudly, no one left first.
"Come on, there are still four laps to go!"
I don’t know who shouted it out first, and then the sounds of cheering and cheering came from both inside and outside the stadium.
"Miyuki, don't stop, come on!".
"Zangzao, run quickly, come on!"
Unlike Naoya Kuraza, this was the first time for Miyukiichi to experience being watched and cheered on by all the team members. He felt that his body and mind were cut into two parts. On the one hand, he felt that he could no longer hold on, and on the other hand, he felt that he could not
Disappointed everyone’s encouragement and expectations. This chapter has been completed!