Chapter 133 The truth about courage and persistence in this world.

Chapter 133 The truth about courage and persistence in this world.

Although the wounds on Chu Feng's body were no longer bleeding, the deep scars were still shocking. His clothes were torn and could barely cover his body. Every step he took seemed weak, as if all the strength in his body had been drained. His body was swaying, like a candle in the wind, as if a breeze could blow him down. His eyes revealed a trace of confusion and pain, but more of it was firmness and unyielding, which was an extreme desire for victory and a persistent pursuit of honor.

Lin Yi's arms drooped limply, his clothes were torn into strips, and he limped as he walked. He clenched his teeth, and every step was accompanied by a slight tremor. Sweat kept dripping from his forehead and dripping on his torn clothes. The sweat flowed on his resolute face, as if it was the embodiment of his strong will.

Li Minggang's forehead was bandaged, revealing only a pair of tired eyes, but his eyes were full of stubbornness and indomitable spirit. His steps were staggering, and every step he took seemed like he was crossing a huge chasm. His breathing was rapid and heavy, and his chest rose and fell violently, as if he had to try his best to breathe into his lungs, but his eyes were always firmly fixed on the podium in front of him, which was his goal and hope.

Lin Hao gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and tried to keep his steps steady, but his shaking legs still exposed his weakness. He leaned forward slightly, as if he was fighting against invisible pressure, and every step seemed extremely difficult. His face was pale, but he still tried hard not to fall down, and his tense muscles showed his inner determination.

Others were also in bad condition. Some had tattered clothes covered with dust and blood, as if they had gone through a cruel baptism; some had bruises on their faces, and their swollen features were a little deformed, but their eyes were still firm; some walked crookedly, as if they would fall down at any time, but every step was full of determination. But their eyes were burning with pride for victory and expectations for the future.

They just held on to their bodies and walked to the podium with difficulty, standing in a row. Their figures looked somewhat tragic and majestic in the afterglow of the setting sun, yet full of strength.

Su Nian was stunned when she saw this scene. She sighed in her heart: "When I was in the 21st century, if I had the opportunity to win an award on the podium, I would have wanted to wear my best clothes and dress up carefully. I would not even like a single piece of clothing in my wardrobe. I always felt that it was not perfect enough. In the era of 5001, these contestants were so embarrassed but still stood on this podium to accept the honor. What kind of persistence and perseverance is this? The world's pursuit of honor is so urgent that it does not care about the pain of the body and the embarrassment of the image."

Su Nian frowned slightly, her eyes full of doubt and emotion. Her long and thin eyebrows trembled slightly, as if telling of her inner struggle. Her eyes were confused, as if she was lost in this strange and shocking scene. She continued to watch the contestants on the stage, with a lot of thoughts and questions flashing through her mind.

Just as Su Nian was filled with emotion, the friends next to him were staring at the stage seriously, their eyes full of admiration and excitement.

Ye Yao clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest, her eyes sparkling with excitement, the light was like the bright stars in the night sky. Her cheeks flushed with excitement, and she said: "Look, even though they are so embarrassed, their scars are like medals of honor. This is the look of a true warrior!"

Her voice trembled slightly with irrepressible excitement; it was like jumping notes, full of enthusiasm and admiration.

Zhang Meng stared at the contestants on the stage without blinking. He stood tall and straight, like a pine tree. His voice was as firm as iron: "This is the attitude of a strong man. No matter what kind of difficulties they face, they cannot cover up their brilliance."

His eyes were focused and ardent, as if he wanted to imprint the figures of the contestants on the stage deeply in his heart, making them eternal memories.

Cheng Yi's face was also red, and his rosy face looked like a ripe apple. He nodded continuously, his head pounding garlic, and said excitedly: "It is really admirable that you can stand on that stage and endure so much hardship and still persevere!"

His hands clenched unconsciously, trembling slightly with excitement, and his finger joints turned white from the force.

Zhao Yan's eyes were gleaming with fire. He straightened his spine and spoke in a loud and powerful voice, as if he wanted to express his admiration: "They are our role models, and they deserve this honor!"

Su Nian listened to her friends' words, and her feelings grew deeper. She raised her head slightly, and once again cast her gaze on the wounded but still standing figures on the stage, and said slowly: "Yes, their persistence and perseverance made me understand that honor is not just external brilliance, but also inner perseverance and dedication. This kind of spiritual strength is enough to overcome pain and difficulties."

At this moment, the breeze blew gently, blowing Su Nian's hair. She seemed to have realized more about the world, about the meaning of courage and persistence in this wind.