67 Ling Chen's Request 6yr

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Half a month quickly passed, and the 36 Blood Iron Warriors were obviously much fitter than before. Even Ling Jian who ran along with them was also obviously much fitter.
Furthermore, Ling Jian’s performance in these few days had also made the Blood Iron Warriors changed their perspective of him. With Ling Jian’s original fitness, much less 80 miles, even 40 miles was extremely difficult to achieve. In the first day of training, Ling Jian had already fainted from exhaustion before running halfway. A Blood Iron Warrior then carried him on his shoulder to run a distance. But after Ling Jian woke up, he insisted on running on his own. In the end, he kicked and bite just so he can run on his own. But after running for a short while, he had fainted again.
In this half a month, the Blood Iron Warriors had seen Ling Jian faint many times. However, the nerves of this young man was like steel. He would faint silently. After waking up, he would then silently continue to run.
The Blood Iron Warriors were all trained by the long years of battle. As long as their stamina could keep up, their legs would definitely keep up. But Ling Jian was different, he was only a eight year old child