The Limit of Life (Part 2)

His eyes were sharp. When Zhanxiage reached lap twenty-six, his legs gave out, and to the startled cries of Ouyang Zhuo and Feng Zhicheng, he collapsed to the ground.
The man who looked like he was carved from a piece of granite sighed softly for some reason and said, "His strength is completely exhausted; he can't get up again!" He's really great, I have to say, he's been surprisingly great, but still...... Unqualified! ”
Zhan Xinghua walked up to Zhan Xiage. The man lying on the ground, curled up from exhaustion and trembling uncontrollably, was his son. He was breathing so heavily, so anxious that people worried he might suddenly be out of breath or his heart might stop beating. In fact, not far away, a doctor had already opened a medical kit nearby and took out something that might be a cardiac stimulant.
Sweat soaked Zhanxiage all over. He lay there, a faint steam rising from his body, trembling as he trembled beside him, and the sound of water creaking came from his clothes.
This man really gave it his all!
Zhan Xinghua gazed at his son, openly expressing his admiration and pride. "You've already broken the limits of your physical abilities. You really did very well." ”
"But I still want you to get up again!"
Hearing Zhan Xinghua's words, everyone was stunned. Ouyang Zhuo hoarsely shouted, "Zhanxiage is almost done for, he's about to die, and you still want him to get up again?" Are you really his father or not? Do you know that everything Zhanxiage did was for you, yet now you actually want to exhaust him to death?! ”
Zhan Xinghua ignored Ouyang Zhuo's words. He stared at the exhausted Zhan Xiaoge and said softly, "Son, do you still remember what I once told you?" As a man, the only way to face your enemy is to face him! At least this way, you can still raise your hands and fight him. If you choose to turn and flee, facing the enemy with your back, you won't even have a chance to fight! ”
"You haven't defeated your own enemy yet, so you absolutely cannot face him with your own back!" I want you to get up! Zhan Xinghua pointed at the track on the playground and suddenly shouted loudly: "I want you to defeat him!" Some people initially claimed you could only run twenty laps, which was your physical limit, but now you've already run a full twenty-six laps! You've already pushed your physical limits, but that's not enough. Now there are four laps left, I want you to break your own ...... Life limit! Don't say you can't do it, don't say you can't. When you were five, I taught you how to fight, taught you how to face challenges, to grow stronger when facing strength, never give up. This is the military spirit I, Zhan Xinghua, have learned from my lifelong service! As my pride, as the continuation of my life and hope, I want you to get up!! ”
"Hahaha......"
Suddenly, a piercing, almost piercing laugh erupted on the playground. To everyone's stunned gaze, Zhan Xiagege actually propped himself up again. Feng Zhicheng's eyes widened as he hoarsely shouted, "Big brother, your nose!" ”
Under the dim moonlight, they could clearly see a large pool of shocking blood beneath Zhanxia Ge's body. Nearly dizzy, Zhanxiage crashed hard to the ground, his nose still spraying blood. No one knew that a person's nose could actually produce so much blood.
"I don't know why," Zhanxiage rubbed his nose in confusion and murmured, "I've had so much nosebleed, and now I realize I don't feel so bad anymore!" ”
It felt as if a hole had been pierced into a water pouch that was about to burst. As a large amount of hot blood gushed out from his nose, the terrifying pressure inside Zhanxia Ge that had been suffocating was greatly eased.
"Dad......" Zhanxiage looked up and saw his father. Since that physical exam, it was the first time his father had been so close, and the first time he looked at him with such a warm and encouraging gaze.
"Bang!"
Zhan Xiagege actually reached out and punched his own nose hard. The blood that had slowly stopped spurting out again, he tilted his head and said blankly, "Ah, it actually works!" ”
At that moment, Zhan Xiagege was stunned from running and exhausted. He lay on the ground, using his head to push the sandbag upright, then reached out with both hands to hold it tightly, his legs trembling as he slowly stood up.
Seeing him in this situation, he actually took another step forward, already ready to give emergency treatment to Zhan Xia Ge with a cardiac stimulus, and shouted loudly, "He can't run anymore!" When a creature's stamina is at its limit, massive bloodletting can restore strength in a short time, but this is tantamount to overdrawing its life—a slight misstep could lead to death! ”
Ouyang Zhuo and Feng Zhicheng both dropped their burdens and carefully gathered around Zhan Xiage, one on the left and one on the right, watching helplessly as he staggered forward. Zhan Xiagege kept punching his own nose, blood gushing out of his body in streams, mixed with hot mist, spraying fiercely onto this hard earth.
Feng Zhicheng cried as he kept whispering, "Big brother, stop!" Big brother, please stop! Big brother, please stop......"
The man said in a low voice, "Twenty-eight laps!" ”
Hearing this, Ouyang Zhuo's eyes widened and he hoarsely shouted, "Fuck your mother, twenty-eight rounds!" ”
Ouyang Zhuo clenched his fist and slammed it hard at the man's nose. Ouyang Zhuo had already trained in fast fists during fights, and this punch was sudden and, under the cover of night, instantly landed in front of the man. But somehow, Ouyang Zhuo suddenly felt his body lighten, and he was casually flung four or five meters away, landing casually onto the hard ground.
The doctor finally couldn't hold back and rushed forward, holding Zhanxiage tightly and shouting hoarsely, "You can't run anymore, you're going to die......
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Zhanxiage open her huge mouth, revealing two rows of bloodshot teeth, biting down fiercely at his neck.
A faint, delicate fragrance filled his nose, and his mouth tasted a warm current tinged with a sweet, fishy taste. Zhan Xiagege couldn't help but suck hard.
The doctor was truly terrified. He could clearly feel his blood flowing rapidly, and the big boy lying on his shoulder was not alone at all!
The doctor screamed loudly, "Help!" ”
Listening to the doctor scream in utter panic, screaming with tears, and feeling goosebumps the size of grains breaking out on the delicate skin of her neck—could this doctor actually be a girl?
Zhanxiage shoved the doctor away fiercely, glaring fiercely at the doctor. But everything before his eyes was already a complete white, and he could no longer see anything. He laughed bitterly and said, "Who says I'm going to die?" See? I'm bleeding and sucking blood, coming and going—I'm damn alert! ”
The doctor held her bloodied neck, her gaze toward Zhanxiage filled with fear, awe, and an inexplicable intoxication. In the few seconds she held Zhanxiage, she realized she wasn't holding a person at all, but a beast that grew even more frenzied after being injured!
She only dared to stand in the distance, pointing at the war hero song and shouting hoarsely, "Hold him tightly! His strength is already pushed to the limit, and his heart could stop beating at any moment from overfatigue!" ”
The man who only knew how to predict the number of laps for Zhan Xiage moved. No one could see how he managed to cross more than twenty meters in such a short time and appear in front of Zhan Xiage in the blink of an eye, knocking him out with a punch. He reached out and hugged Zhan Xiage's limp, fallen body, staring at her twisted face so twisted it was almost impossible to find a trace of human form, and said, "Thirty laps!" I believe you can finish thirty laps. Someone who has completely burned their life can break all the rules and create a true miracle. In this battle, you have won! ”
(Demon: Recommending a World War II novel written by a military research expert, link)
ps: Next week, I'll have a burst of luck. I'll start by updating two chapters a day. If the recommendation votes are satisfactory, I'll update more. As the saying goes, everyone carrying the bridal sedan chair carries others; let's all have their luck in the explosion.