His eyes were locked tightly on a certain spot in the air—that was the closest point to his current position along Oscar's movement path that Ao Siqin had just calculated.
However, Oscar's speed exceeded Ao Siqin's original estimate. If Ao Siqin relied solely on his own strength to jump out, there was no way he could intercept Oscar at that position.
To increase his movement speed, Ao Siqin made an instant decision—to hitch a ride just like Oscar had, using the Metal Iron Fist as momentum.
Coincidentally, the direction of the Metal Iron Fist that was about to strike him from behind was perfectly aligned. Giving up on evasion, Ao Siqin no longer had time to take any defensive measures and could only take the blow head-on with his back.
The massive force sent Ao Siqin flying, violently shaking all his internal organs. Strangely enough, he didn't feel pain at that moment.
Ignoring the belated "Don't do it!" that rang out in his mind from Oscar via their mental link, Ao Siqin adjusted his balance midair and fully extended both arms, preparing to catch Oscar.
Whether due to luck or not, at this critical moment, there were no Metal Iron Fists blocking either Oscar's trajectory or Ao Siqin's flight path.
In other words, whether this rescue would succeed depended entirely on whether the two of them could seize the opportunity themselves.
While airborne, Oscar saw his younger brother already flying toward him and hurriedly adjusted his body position to make interception easier. Under the mental link, Oscar clearly understood how he needed to cooperate with Ao Siqin.
Bang!Hngh!
After the dull impact came their muffled groans. The kinetic energy carried after being launched by the Metal Iron Fist was no joke.
Fortunately, Ao Siqin's judgment was precise. Oscar crashed straight into Ao Siqin's arms. Ao Siqin instinctively wrapped his arms tightly around Oscar's waist, while Oscar grabbed hold of the vine behind Ao Siqin.
Their eyes met.
At that moment, Ao Siqin felt the tightly wound string in his heart finally loosen a little.
Although this wasn't truly a life-or-death situation, up until just now, Ao Siqin's every thought had been focused on preventing Oscar from experiencing the pain of falling into an abyss.
Still linked mentally, Oscar could clearly sense the contrast between Ao Siqin's earlier tension and his current relief.
A faint smile unconsciously curved at the corner of Oscar's mouth. He briefly blocked Ao Siqin's perception and quietly entertained a thought that had crossed his mind many times before.
"Having such a reliable little brother who cares so much really feels great."
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"Don't panic. Let the Metal Iron Fists send you toward me. As long as you don't deviate more than four meters from the metal bridge, I can definitely catch you."
That was the message Ao Siqin had sent through their mental link when Oscar was panicking after being knocked away.
Trusting his younger brother as always, Oscar followed the instructions without hesitation—and Ao Siqin once again lived up to his word, successfully catching his brother with his usual reliability.
Now the only concern was whether the vine around Ao Siqin's waist could withstand the combined impact of the two of them.
In the blink of an eye, after being dragged backward a short distance by the force from Oscar, the vine around Ao Siqin's waist finally stretched to its limit.
"Hngh!"
A more painful groan escaped Ao Siqin's mouth. The vine was lucky enough not to snap—but Ao Siqin felt as if his waist was about to be torn apart by the force.
The intense pain that his brain had previously suppressed surged back all at once. The agony was so severe that Ao Siqin temporarily lost control of his body.
His entire body went limp. The arms that had been wrapped around Oscar's waist to help share his weight slid down weakly to his sides, and his head drooped onto Oscar's shoulder, motionless, as if he had fainted.
Fortunately, Oscar had already grabbed onto the vine on Ao Siqin's body earlier—otherwise, Ao Siqin suddenly letting go might have caused Oscar to fall again.
Oscar immediately sensed something wrong with his brother's condition. If not for the mental link still being active, he felt he would have been scared half to death by this damn kid.
Oscar tightened his grip on the vine and wrapped his legs around Ao Siqin's waist, doing everything he could to reduce the burden on Ao Siqin's waist from the vine.
Two seconds later, Ao Siqin finally regained control of his body.
Shaking his still-dizzy head, he adjusted his posture back to normal and once again helped Oscar share the pressure on his arms.
Because the vine was still swinging widely like a pendulum, the brothers hanging together fortunately avoided many Iron Fist attacks. However, in this state, it was difficult for them to return to the bridge using their own strength.
Luckily, their teammates on the bridge were extremely reliable. Ma Hongjun, the chubby kid, endured a direct Iron Fist hit and managed to pull the two of them back onto the bridge in the shortest possible time, allowing them to continue this grueling journey through the trap corridor.
Since they had lost the protection of the vine safety lock, Oscar kept the mental link fully active for the remainder of the path, sticking close to Ao Siqin and pushing the twins' coordination to its peak.
Ten minutes later, the trainees, their legs trembling, finally stepped off the narrow metal bridge and once again saw sunlight.
As they breathed a collective sigh of relief, they nearly sprinted out of the dark tunnel, returning to the small training ground where they had started and completing the first grueling lap.
The final kilometer through the trap corridor could truly be described as a devil's track. At the moment they burst out of the tunnel, Ao Siqin didn't know what others were thinking—but Oscar and he clearly sensed each other's thoughts.
"We have to go through this eleven more times today, and at least ten times every day from now on. Are they insane?"
Although no further accidents occurred after Oscar's incident, staying in the dark for so long, constantly facing attacks from all directions and guarding against sudden dangers, had stretched everyone's nerves to the limit.
On the way from the corridor to the small training ground, Ao Siqin quickly scanned the faces of the other trainees. Aside from Tang San, even Zhu Zhuqing—who rarely showed emotion—had an expression of relief mixed with lingering fear.
Ao Siqin was certain that far more than just the two of them had developed feelings of dread or aversion toward this trap corridor.
When they entered the training ground, everyone noticed the Master waiting for them with a stern expression. Beside him was a table holding a large wooden bucket and eight cups.
The scene was like a bucket of ice water dumped over the trainees who had just begun to relax. Everyone instinctively stopped in front of the Master, preparing to be reprimanded.
To their surprise, although the Master's expression was serious, he didn't scold them this time. He simply had each of them drink a cup of warm saltwater and then urged them to hurry up and continue running.
Afraid the Master might suddenly change his mind, the trainees practically rushed to drink the water and then immediately ran off without hesitation.
Only after they had once again vaulted over the two initial obstacle walls did they slow down and begin to talk among themselves.
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