Wang Zhijun was in tears, but he had no choice but to see that someone was catching up with him, so he could only stop thinking about the extra Yang Ping on the training props, and could only turn his back and continue to participate in the training.

No one feels good now. The mud in the cement pit is very thin, and it is not shallow. After stepping down, the entire calf is buried directly. It is difficult to walk like this, let alone add a training prop that exceeds 100 kilograms.

Finally, someone surpassed Wang Zhijun. Of course, it was not Ding Yi or Zhang Qian who surpassed Wang Zhijun. Ding Yi and Zhang Qian were already behind, so it was naturally impossible to catch up so quickly.

Seeing that someone had surpassed him, Wang Zhijun saw that his dream, which was originally the number one, was shattered, so he also began to work hard.

He dragged forward desperately, but after all, there was one more person on his training props. It would be so easy to overtake it.

Wang Zhijun turned his head helplessly and looked back. When Yang Ping saw Wang Zhijun's helpless look, he said with a conspiracy and said, "What are you looking at? Don't you come on."

Looking at Yang Ping's face of conspiracy, he suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

"You are going to torture me, so don't blame me for being polite."

Wang Zhijun thought to himself and suddenly stood up. He looked at Yang Ping's unkind face, gritted his teeth, and then pulled it violently.

Wang Zhijun imagined that he could shake Yang Ping above him into the mud. Since Yang Ping came to make trouble for him and not let him have a good time, he would not mind that Yang Ping had an intimate contact with the mud in the training ground.

As for Yang Ping's military rank, the price is no longer caring about it at this moment.

However, Wang Zhijun completely ignored the weight of the training props and even miscalculated his strength. He pulled and shook his fiercely, but only made the training props move slightly, and did not replace the sample above. Instead, he was afraid that Wang Zhijun would knock him down.

When Yang Ping saw Wang Zhijun’s conspiracy, he not only failed to do it, but also cheated himself, so he couldn’t help laughing.

Wang Zhijun was not convinced, so he quickly got up and then began to tug and shake his training props again, but the training props that were close to the mud were very stable. Yang Ping was still worried at first. He found that no matter how Wang Zhijun did it, he could not get it... he continued, so he felt even more at ease.

"You can't do this, it won't work hard. I think you should train honestly and don't think of other bad ideas." Yang Ping said happily.

Wang Zhijun also found that he did this not only not only prevent Yang Ping from being able to get Yang Ping into the mud pit, but also consumed his physical energy. He could not think of any other way at this moment. In desperation, Wang Zhijun had to accept his fate, turn around and continue training.

After one more Yang Ping was added, Wang Zhijun was surpassed by one team member after another. He thought that it was impossible to reach the forefront, so he could only appoint him.

Finally, Ding Yi and Zhang Qian gradually caught up with Wang Zhijun. When Ding Yi was almost catching up with Wang Zhijun, he stopped to take a look. When he found that Wang Zhijun was ahead, he chased Wang Zhijun hard.

"Wang Zhijun, you can't do this. You were so fierce at the beginning, how could you slow down now?"

Gu Feng

Ding Yixiang Wang Zhijun asked, he actually didn't notice Yang Ping on Wang Zhijun's props, mainly because Ding Yi did not pay attention to the situation on the training props, and Yang Ping was sitting on it, which didn't seem tall enough, so it was normal for him to not be noticed.

Ding Yi won the first place in several training sessions, which was still exciting to Wang Zhijun. Wang Zhijun thought that this training must surpass Ding Yiyi, but unexpectedly, this wish itself was coming to realize today, but Yang Ping was making trouble.

Wang Zhijun sighed, then replied to Ding Yi: "What do you mean to be slow? Look back and see what is more on my props?"

Ding Yi looked back and noticed that there was another Yang Ping who was familiar to him on Wang Zhijun's training props. He then understood why Wang Zhijun's speed slowed down so fast.

Ding Yi just took a look and quickly turned his gaze back. He didn't want to meet Yang Ping's gaze now. After all, he was one of the people who tied Yang Ping during the day, so he didn't want Yang Ping to come over to cause trouble for him.

Ding Yi could only ask Wang Zhijun in a low voice: "What's going on? When did he come."

Wang Zhijun responded in a low voice: "I don't know when it's time, but he said that he just came to take revenge. I wanted to put him in this mud pit, but it didn't work out."

Ding Yi said: "Then be careful!"

Wang Zhijun whispered to Ding Yi: "Be careful, since he is here to take revenge, he will definitely not only look for me, but also you and Zhang Qian among the people who helped him at that time. I guess you will be targeted by him."

Ding Yi thought that Wang Zhijun's words were right, and he didn't dare to look back. At least, Yang Ping has not discovered him yet.

However, in order to make Yang Ping not recognize him afterwards, Ding Yi provided a cover for himself. He reached out and grabbed a handful of mud and wiped his face. After that, if he only looked at his face, he would really not recognize him.

Ding Yi was next to Wang Zhijun when he touched the mud on his face. When he saw Definition doing this, he regretted it on the spot.

"Why didn't I think of this? If I had applied mud on my face from the beginning, would he still notice me?"

When Wang Zhijun thought about this, he completely ignored that he was too eye-catching from the beginning. After all, he was the first among all the trainers at that time. As long as someone came, he would notice him first.

Moreover, according to Yang Ping's situation, when he arrived at the training ground, he saw the person who was ranked first in the training field. Even if the person's face was covered with mud, he could no longer recognize him. Yang Ping would probably ask the instructor curiously. If that were the case, even if Wang Zhijun was covering up, it would be useless.

Ding Yi naturally didn't know what Wang Zhijun was thinking. What he was thinking now was just to make his performance dull and not let Yang Ping notice it. Therefore, after he made a simple cover-up for himself, he did not talk to Wang Zhijun.
Chapter completed!