Chapter 840: America’s Doubts

But the fact before everyone is like this. Qin Yuan's speed was not affected at all, and even the instructors around him looked at him with some admiration.

Dalong's side was relatively miserable. At the beginning, everyone could still maintain it, but later they felt more and more powerless. Chen Feng's speed was no problem. Now the only one lagging behind in their team was Zhao Meng.

Zhao Meng gradually became physically exhausted. He gasped for breath. Today's training was the most intense he had ever encountered. He had never felt so tired. The weight on his back was getting heavier and heavier. He slowly fell behind.

Qin Yuan turned his head and saw that Zhao Meng had been left behind. He asked Chen Feng and Dalong to continue running forward, and he was going to meet Zhao Meng.

No matter what, he would not leave any team member behind. Just like this, he could see the fate of maintaining the first place. Suddenly, he turned around and ran towards the back. The instructor next to him felt a little strange. What did this kid want to do?

"I wonder if this guy is crazy? This result is not defined by their country, but by their individual performance. Even if his teammates lag behind, it doesn't matter to him, as long as he is still in the front."

"It's not about understanding the brain circuits of these Asians."

These instructors were also full of endless ridicule during the conversation, using some insulting words to describe, mainly because in the competitions over the years, Qin Yuan and his faces are indeed difficult to appear in some large-scale competitions.

Zhao Meng was already breathless under the pressure of the backpack, his sweat dripping down, he could hear his violent heartbeat, his steps were completely messed up, and at this time a voice sounded.

"Adjust your breathing, follow the usual training left and right."

Zhao Meng looked up and saw Qin Yuan next to him. He was a little surprised, but quickly shook his head and urged Qin Yuan to hurry up, because he knew that with Qin Yuan's physical fitness, this was definitely not a problem. Up to now, most people have been very tired, but Qin Yuan still maintained a very relaxed state, feeling no problem at all.

"Brother Qin, please don't worry about it. My current ranking is not named after the country. Anyway, I will be the last one. If I rank last tonight, I can't have dinner. I can't drag you down."

"What are you talking about, you little brat? I am the captain of this team. I will not only bring you all back safely, but I will not give up on any of the team members."

"Brother Qin, I... I really can't run anymore. Don't worry about me. Let's go."

Unexpectedly, Qin Yuan took his backpack and put it on himself in the next second. Zhao Meng was stunned. What kind of operation is this?

"Why are you still standing there? Run quickly. What do you want to do? I have helped you to this extent. Can't you walk?"

Zhao Meng was indescribably moved, but more guilty. He felt that he was dragging down the entire team, but under Qin Yuan's constant urging, he could only run with him. Without the heavy burden, his steps became faster and faster.

Qin Yuan's speed was also very fast, and he slowly surpassed the people around him. However, when everyone saw that this guy was carrying two backpacks on his left and right, they were stunned. This was too exaggerated.