Free Web NovelChapter 581: Chapter 439: Struggle Between North and South_3
Since the beginning of the Grand Martial Arts Competition, the top scores of the whole corps have steadily advanced each year, continuously breaking through previous boundaries.
Everyone else was improving, hadn’t he made progress as well?
It was only his fourth year; far from the time when his physical ability would begin to decline.
In fact, at the Corps Martial Arts Competition, he scored 4 minutes and 33 seconds, but in the final practice before departure, he had already reached 4 minutes and 31.6 seconds. freewebnσvel.cøm
He was very eager to have a match with Fang Huai, who had already scored 4 minutes and 26.3 seconds during the competition, but since the Corps Martial Arts Competition, Fang Huai hadn’t participated in a complete Ironman event, nor had he timed any events. He Zhijun just felt that Fang Huai had greatly improved after the competition.
Fast, very fast.
Seeing Fang Huai’s casual glancing around, according to his understanding of Fang, this was a display of complete confidence.
Although Fang Huai was walking ahead, his curious glancing and asking for directions to the playground when descending the stairs revealed the fact that he was a novice at the Grand Martial Arts Competition.
The results that others excitedly revealed from the Martial Arts Competition gradually ceased to amaze them.
Jiangxi was inwardly smirking.
While He Zhijun was fierce, the teammates he had were just average.
Jiang Guangwen asked curiously, pointing at Fang Huai in front, "Hey, what’s his Ironman time?"
The Ironman event, being the highest "gold content" component of the Ironman Quadrathlon, was also the most brutal, testing over a dozen skills—everyone was most interested in these results.
But now, the lively members of the Guizhou Brigade fell silent.
He Zhijun also smiled and said, "Forgot, you ask him."
Fang Huai wasn’t deaf, he heard this conversation and turned around, pointing towards the Training tower ahead.
"Is that group from Liaoning on the training tower?"
There, there was a traversal platform and a training tower, with quite a few people training there, and some resting on the ground below the tower.
They were proceeding quite quickly.
Jiang Guangwen realized he was being asked and took a closer look, saying:
"That’s Jiangsu’s, right? Look at their emergency helmets, the red ones are from Jiangsu! They’ve got new-style helmets in Nanjing! Very flashy!
Liaoning’s group is below; just look at the back of their clothing in a bit, and you’ll know where they’re from, right?"
Fang Huai nodded, gradually walked over to the barricade nearby, and looking at the fifth section of the barricade as Jiang Guangwen had pointed out, leaned in close and noticed an outward bulge.
However, the bulge was too smooth.
Plus, this was a three-meter barricade, and he had to tilt his head back just to see it properly; the fifth section was only at waist height, not nearly enough to step up onto the barricade.
For climbing this barricade, the coaches had drilled them with a set of movements, even designating which foot and hand to use at every step. Planning a move especially for this point might disrupt their routine, leading to an overly clever mistake.
Fang Huai patted the barricade, turned his head, and shouted loudly, "For this barricade, just follow the moves we’ve practiced! Don’t fall for this trick!"
"Okay!" The members of the Guizhou Brigade agreed in unison, having full trust in Fang Huai, and no longer paid attention to the obstacle.
However, several groups nearby heard this and turned to look at them, many sneering internally.
What’s the point, aiming for fairness?
Getting to the site early was for the sake of familiarizing with these "BUGs," right? Not knowing how to make use of them wisely could cost crucial seconds at a critical moment.
This guy looks green; he’s still inexperienced.
Jiang Guangwen, upon hearing Fang Huai dismiss the intel he offered and even telling others not to follow it, felt somewhat disgruntled.
"Who is he? He Zhijun, why are you listening to this youngster? He’s inexperienced, but you guys aren’t, right? Not using such an obvious advantage, not even trying to stop him?"
"He’s one of our brigade’s rising stars."
He Zhijun didn’t answer the latter question and then waved to greet a few familiar faces.
Gui Qiang and Huang Zhongwen had been here before, and there were a few familiar faces, though the majority were those whose names they couldn’t recall. However, greeting them wasn’t hard at all—just a nod and a casual "Arrived?" was enough to exchange a few words.
However, the surrounding enthusiasm wasn’t very high.
Everyone greeted each other proactively, but among the several groups sitting on the ground, none even stood up.
A laughing voice spoke up, but it wasn’t directed at the Guizhou Brigade.
"Jiang Guangwen, didn’t you Southerners come to have a go with us? Are these your reinforcements?"
"No!" Jiang Guangwen immediately responded, "The folks from Guizhou just arrived; I brought them over to have a look! They’re not here for training!"
It was only then that everyone took notice of the people sitting and resting on the ground and those training with the equipment nearby. Aside from Jiangsu, who had just descended from the tower, the rest were all from the North.
Tianjin, Shanxi, Shandong, Liaoning, Heilongjiang.
Only Jiangsu was somewhere in between the South and the North.
It wasn’t that the South was weak; it’s just that everyone took the train, and Tianjin, being in the North, meant the Southerners generally arrived later.
Many had chosen to finish their afternoon training before setting off by the night train, while the Guizhou Brigade had departed yesterday morning, which is why they had arrived early.
Fang Huai looked at the united and inexplicably amused faces sitting on the ground and couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly.
A battle between 32 General Teams, and now there was a pre-battle rivalry between North and South? Wasn’t the drama a bit excessive?
Even if you win, what does it change? Will it decide whether to always eat sweet or salty soy milk custard? Will the canteen switch from rice to noodles for the next few days?
It must surely be a case of cat fever.
Fang Huai had no time to join these bragging wars, so he took the Guizhou Brigade around to look at everything—the paint surface on the crossing platform, the safety ropes on top of the training tower. Unfortunately, they hadn’t hung any differential locks, so it was impossible to judge the tensile strength.
He was certainly no newbie; he paid more attention to the location factors than anyone else, which was why the whole corps had decided to take the morning train to arrive early.
After inspecting the training tower, Fang Huai led a group of people down the stairs while talking.
"Actually, the platform is similar to ours, though we do need to pay attention to the handholds. I suggest everyone touches them to see for themselves. The orientation of the training tower is different from ours. If we draw the tower events in the afternoon tomorrow, it might be a bit uncomfortable since the back of the tower faces southwest, and it’s quite open around, which could be a bit glaring. Remember not to stare at the sun if that happens."
He Zhijun also patted the stair railing next to him and chimed in,
"Watch out for this. The height is a bit different from ours. When rushing the building, don’t grab the corners; grabbing the end of the staircase is enough. Let’s all take notes when we get back and go through it again before the start."
"Okay!"
The Guizhou Brigade wasn’t there to train; they just roamed around, touching here and there, inspecting the venue thoroughly.
Their thoroughness had everyone at the foot of the tower perplexed.
Damn, they’re like scientists. What are they doing? Looking so closely, are they here to inspect the cleanliness?
How come they seem to be the ones destined to win the championship? Why so serious?
But, they couldn’t say anything.
However, after a while, someone arrived.
A vehicle approached, seemingly to move the barricades.
Now, the Liaoning Brigade was anxious.
They had been training for half a day!
"What are you doing?"
The one moving the barricades looked back, "We received a report that the barricades were damaged! We’re here to replace it!"
