Chapter 58: The Shock of a God

Gao Cheng looked at his watch somewhat boredly and asked for the tea mug from the soldier next to him to pour water for himself.

The soldiers next to him had long gathered around, and a few soldiers from the Third Squad were cheering for Feng Yuxiu.

This was no longer about the face of the Third Squad.

At this moment, the bet was related to the face of the Steel Seventh Company and the Red Third Company.

So Hong Xingguo's face became ugly.

"Company Commander, isn't this messing around? It will have a great impact on the morale of the two companies. If this continues, it's inevitable they will fight."

Gao Cheng sneered. "Fighting is good. If they don't fight, I'll look down on them. If they are too comfortable for too long, this company will fall apart!"

"Don't say that. Wu Liuyi's record last week was 200, that's a solid record." Hong Xingguo was very optimistic about this competition.

Gao Cheng sneered and waved his hand. "I believe Wu Liuyi, but Xu Sanduo?"

Hong Xingguo laughed. "That's the Soldier King who broke two military-wide records. We still have a great chance of winning this competition in the Seventh Company."

"That's based on the premise that his four limbs are intact. Are his four limbs intact now? Eight of his ten fingers are broken, what is he using to compete? If he really makes people wash feet at my door, see how I clean them up!"

"Ah ah, he's up." Hong Xingguo stood at the window and shouted dumbfoundedly.

"Impossible!" Gao Cheng didn't believe it at all.

Eight fingers broken, don't talk about physical strength like abdominal rotation on the horizontal bar, he couldn't even do push-ups.

The next second.

Gao Cheng fell silent.

That figure climbed up.

——

Everyone looked at Feng Yuxiu on the horizontal bar in astonishment.

Everyone's gaze fell on his hands.

The snow-white gauze was now soaked red with blood.

"Playing too big." Wu Liuyi was shocked.

"Stop!" Shi Jin walked forward and ordered: "Private Xu Sanduo, get down!"

Instantly, the people in the Third Squad reacted.

This master had broken eight fingers.

Now letting him do abdominal rotation on the horizontal bar, isn't this sending him to his death?

Once he gets down, he will definitely be permanently disabled.

Shi Jin also understood this truth.

He couldn't let such a potential Soldier King be ruined because of a competition.

Everyone saw the seriousness of the problem.

Including Ma Jun.

Ma Jun's face turned pale and he walked under the horizontal bar. "I won't compete, you get down, don't compete anymore."

"Third Master, get down, it's really not necessary! Isn't it just calling you Master? I'm used to it, right Master Ma?" Bai Tiejun was scared crazy, his voice stuttering.

Ma Jun had no intention of enjoying the joy of being called Master at this moment.

They were all comrades.

A competition didn't need to cause such consequences, and there was no deep hatred.

Everyone was a hot-blooded man, competition was fine.

No need to use disability as a price.

Feng Yuxiu's gaze became firm, and he looked down.

Hundreds of people stood on the playground, all staring at him dumbfoundedly.

Under the recent force, the broken bones were pulled apart at the bone suture.

The stinging feeling made his heart go crazy.

In the shocked gaze of everyone, Feng Yuxiu buckled the horizontal bar with his thumbs, pressed his palms on the cold iron pipe, and stood his body straight against the horizontal bar.

Circle!

A standard abdominal rotation on the horizontal bar began perfectly.

If his hands couldn't exert force, then use the strength of his whole body to forge his legs into a large pendulum.

Use the strength of his legs to drive the shaking of his whole body.

His speed was getting faster and faster, forming a pendulum with his arms as the core.

"Damn." Shi Jin rarely cursed.

It was impossible to stop now. Soldiers were not allowed to train with injuries, but now it had already started, so Shi Jin could only wait.

Wu Liuyi swallowed his saliva. Abdominal rotation on the horizontal bar had an extra name.

Giant circle on the horizontal bar!

Circling himself into a circle.

Like a fan, overcoming gravity to draw a circle.

"Company Commander, I'm going down!!!"

Hong Xingguo knelt on one knee and kept taking pictures of the horizontal bar.

Gao Cheng was stunned, his mouth slightly open, Wu Liuyi put down his arms again, and the playground was silent, everyone looking like a monster hanging on the bar.

The military camp was no longer a regular circular motion, but flying, flying back home, flying over the prairie, flying over the road that couldn't be repaired, flying over a passing train.

A soul swept by like the wind, examining everything branded on this soul.

No human voice, only the sound of flying wind.

Gao Cheng's second cigarette burned to his fingers, he threw it away subconsciously, his expression somewhat dazed.

This daze came from shock.

Complete shock.

There were no excessive words.

Everyone stood neatly in a row of sculptures, looking at Feng Yuxiu swinging crazily on the horizontal bar.

The extreme speed made his hands ooze red blood.

Drop by drop, it fell to the ground, wrapped by the fine soil.

Feng Yuxiu stared persistently ahead, the world rotated layer by layer.

He couldn't even distinguish what was the sky and where was the earth.

The intense stinging made the madness deep in his eyes more and more excited.

"Awesome!!!"

The rough roar shook the earth like a military song.

This sound made Gao Cheng's scalp numb.

"267." Bai Tiejun counted softly.

"Shut up, count silently in your heart!" Wu Liuyi glared angrily.

Everyone didn't care about this number anymore.

They all wanted to see where the limit of this private who broke eight fingers and didn't seem to feel pain was.

The blood oozing from his hands became a lubricant for the gauze and the horizontal bar.

Under this kind of lubrication, logically speaking, Feng Yuxiu should have lost his grip.

But his speed was extremely fast, without any sign of slowing down.

Causing him to look like a gear with lubricant.

Rotate!

Constantly rotating!

Shi Jin, who was closest, could even feel the wind brought by the rapid rotation.

"Hehe..."

Feng Yuxiu began to giggle.

His body was constantly stretched by gravity.

His body constantly collided with the horizontal bar, and the muscles were in the gap between being bruised and repairing.

His chest vibrated slightly, and a heat flow radiated from his abdomen to his limbs and bones.

Feng Yuxiu's gaze became brighter and brighter.

The person on the horizontal bar was still circling, ignorant, without joy or loss, only rising and falling, tilting, circling.

He was the brightest star on the playground.

Twinkling, bright, dazzling.

Crack crack!

Hong Xingguo knelt on one knee, constantly taking pictures of the horizontal bar.

Gao Cheng was stunned, his mouth slightly open, Wu Liuyi put down his arms again, and the playground was silent, everyone looking like a monster hanging on the bar.

The military camp was no longer a regular circular motion, but flying, flying back home, flying over the prairie, flying over the road that couldn't be repaired, flying over a passing train.

A soul swept by like the wind, examining everything branded on this soul.

No human voice, only the sound of flying wind.

Gao Cheng's second cigarette burned to his fingers, he threw it away subconsciously, his expression somewhat dazed.

This daze came from shock.

Complete shock. ===== CHAPTER 59 =====

Gao Cheng's second cigarette burned down to his fingers; he threw it away subconsciously, the expression on his face somewhat dazed.

This daze came from shock.

Absolute shock.