Ma Hongjun looked at Dai Mubai in some surprise, "Dai, you're still okay?"

  Dai Mu Bai puffed out his chest, "Fatty, remember, a man can't say no. Bring it over."

  When Dai Mubai was putting the stone slab into his own back bamboo basket, Tang San also came to Zhu Zhuqing's side. Although he didn't quite understand why Dai Mubai wasn't helping Zhu Zhuqing bear the weight, his current physical condition was about the same as Dai Mubai's, and although Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything, her physical strength consumption was also very large.

  "Let me help you, Zhu Qing." Tang San stretched out his hand towards the bamboo basket behind Zhu Qing's back.

  Zhu Zhuqing dodged to the side, letting Tang San's hand pass by, "No need, I can still hold on. You have to run two more laps than us, and with such a huge expenditure now, how will you last?"

  Tang San looked at Zhu Zhuqing and was stunned for a moment, he suddenly discovered that she didn't seem so cold after all.

  The journey begins again, and this time, everyone will slow down their speed once more. Although Dai Mu Bai doesn't make a sound, it's clear that his footsteps have become much heavier, and the sweat he leaves behind is the most among the seven people. The heavy load brought by Fatso is 10 kilograms. In a situation where his physical strength was already somewhat overdrawn, increasing the load to 30 kilograms has a huge impact on his physical consumption.

  The eighth round trip ended. When the master was serving them warm salt water, he deliberately took a glance at the bamboo basket behind everyone, but said nothing.

  The ninth round continued, although without a heavy load, Oscar and Ning Rongrong's physical strength had also reached near the limit, Ma Hongjun recovered a bit, Xiao Wu could still hold on, but Zhu Zhuqing's footsteps were getting slower and slower. On the contrary, Tang San seemed to have bitten through his own limit, and there was no sign of overexertion.

  As Soto City was already in sight, the ninth lap was about to be completed halfway. Suddenly, Dai Mu Bai's foot slipped and he fell forward.

  In the past, relying on Dai Mu Bai's strength, he could stand up straight with one push, but at this time his physical strength was consumed too seriously.

  Tang San followed closely behind Dai Mubai and saw that he was about to fall, so he hastily took a step forward and supported his shoulder.

  Dai Mubai's evil eye pupils had already merged into one, a situation Tang San had seen before when they encountered danger, this should be an extreme expression.

  Dai Mubai hadn't even stood firm, his entire body leaning on Tang San's shoulder, his chest heaving violently like a bellows, the whole person looking as if he was already approaching dehydration.

  "Old Master Dai, how are you?" The crowd rushed over and inquired anxiously.

  Tang San didn't make a sound, but directly took out the largest stone from Dai Mubai's bamboo basket, weighing fifteen kilograms, and put it into his own bamboo basket.

  "Xiao San, don't worry, I can still hold on." Dai Mubai forced himself to stand up straight, his eyes revealing a resolute glint as he looked at Tang San. "You were able to endure the immense pain brought by the Man-Faced Demon Spider's soul ring, why can't I? I can do it. Brothers, let's persevere, no one can fall behind."

  While speaking, Dai Mubai forcibly took out his own 15-kilogram stone from Tang San's bamboo basket and returned it to his own.

  "Dai Lao Da, return mine to me." Ma Hong Jun suddenly spoke up. At this time, there was still a distance of one and a half rounds before the punishment ended, everyone knew that Dai Mu Bai carrying thirty kilograms of weight was impossible to complete.

  Ning Rongrong suddenly stepped forward, "And mine, I've got a lot more now, and I can carry it myself."

  Tang San said: "Rong Rong, never mind, Fatty, hold on for a bit."

  Ma Hongjun put the weight back on his own back, reducing Dai Mubai's load by ten kilograms. At Tang San's repeated requests, Ning Rongrong's five-kilogram stone also moved from Dai Mubai's bamboo basket to his own, increasing the weight to twenty-five kilograms.

  The journey continues, every step forward is so difficult, Dai Mu Bai, under the weight of 15 kilograms less, relying on his tenacious willpower to barely hold on.

  The ninth round was overcome with the mutual support of everyone, and at this time, although they were still running, in fact, they were not much faster than walking. The punishment has been going on for three hours from the beginning to now.

  They all drank salt water in big gulps, and the seven of them looked like they had just been fished out of the water. The master still stood beside them, not saying a word.

  Dai Mu Bai shouted loudly, "Brothers, there's one last trip, everyone must hold on."

  Oscar suddenly spoke up: "Little Three, return my burden to me. There's only one last round trip left, I can hold on."

  Tang San was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly discovered that Oscar's eyes seemed to have something more. But looking at his legs which were still trembling constantly, Tang San shook his head, "No need, I can still manage."

  Oscar walked up to Tang San's side, sweat constantly dripping down, but his gaze at this moment became very firm. "As a brother, I'll still give it back to you. I can do it."

  Ning Rongrong was already panting heavily, her small face pale, but when she saw Oscar take out the five-kilogram stone from Tang San's bamboo basket, she couldn't help but say: "Little, little...Oscar..., you...today...really look like a man..."

  Oscar was so tired that he couldn't laugh anymore, and could only stick out his chest and put on a matter-of-course expression.

  At this time, the seven freaks of Shrek were all physically exhausted, but none of them relaxed their expressions. Sometimes, the difference between a genius and an ordinary person lies in whether their willpower is firm. Surviving one extreme limit means that everything will change.

  The tenth round of punishment finally set foot on the journey, this time, everyone was really unable to run and could only barely move their feet, step by step forward.

  Isn't it over yet? No, we can make it. With the heavy load on their backs, they trudge forward with heavy footsteps, step by step towards their final goal.

  After walking out one kilometer, Oscar, who was almost fainting, had the stone slab on his back returned to Tang San's bamboo basket.

  Two kilometers away, Zhu Zhuzheng's stone slab was placed in Xiaowu's bamboo basket.

  After walking three kilometers, Ning Rongrong fainted, Tang San gave all his stones to Dai Mubai and carried Ning Rongrong on his back.

  One kilometer back, Oscar fainted, Zhu Zhuqing took back her own stone, Xiao Wu's weight was placed in Ma Hongjun's bamboo basket. Ning Rongrong got on Xiao Wu's back, Tang San carried Oscar.

  Two kilometers back, Zhu Zhujing fainted and fell, Dai Mubai struggled to hold her up.

  Less than five hundred meters from the finish line, Tang San was already hanging in the bamboo basket on his chest, carrying the weight that Zhu Zhuqing had carried before and the fifteen kilograms of weight he had taken from Dai Mubai, with Oscar on his back.

  Dai Mu carried Zhu Zhuqing on his back.

  Xiao Wu carries Ning Rongrong on her back.

  Ma Hongjun carried twenty kilograms of weight.

  They almost moved step by step towards the finish line.

  "Let go, let me down..." Ning Rongrong's weak voice sounded from behind Xiaowu, who stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Ning Rongrong also slid down from her back. The two supported each other, walking forward step by step.

  Oscar also came to from his coma, struggling to slide down from Tang San's back, and with Tang San's support, he moved forward.

  Zhū Zhúqīng hadn't woken up yet, although she didn't say it out loud, but previously her overdraft was even more severe than óscar and Níng Róng's. Mǎ Hóngjùn was fat, but his physical strength was much better than Zhū Zhúqīng's. Dài Mùbái also helped him carry a section of the heavy load, so naturally the situation would be much better.

  At this time, Ma Hongjun had also reached his limit and joined Tang San and Oscar's side. The three of them supported each other, taking one step at a time as they moved forward.

  If it were a person being punished, with Ning Hong's and Oscar's physical strength, they would probably have given up long ago.

  But what was punished were seven people, who, in mutual support and help, had their persistence ignited in their hearts.

  The scenery in front of them had become blurred, and the existence of the end point could be vaguely seen. Their bodies were now completely supported by willpower to continue moving forward.

  Tang San carried a heavy load of stones, his hands simultaneously supporting Ma Hongjun and Oscar, helping them bear part of their body weight. Although he couldn't use soul power, under the extreme physical condition, the strong resilience of the Xian Tian Wu itself was gradually coming into play; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to hold on until now.

  Dai Mu Bai's waist had already been bent somewhat, and his evil eyes had added a few more red threads. Every step he took seemed to have the weight of a thousand jun pressing down on him.

  Four hundred meters......, three hundred meters......, two hundred meters......, one hundred meters...... The Master's stiff face has already appeared in front of everyone, and seeing them supporting each other and advancing together, even the Master couldn't help but be moved.

  This last round trip took them a whole hour. However, they finally persisted and came back.

  Bang, bang...... Seven people almost fell to the ground one after another. Oscar, Ning Rongrong and Ma Hongjun almost fainted at the same time.