Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

At this time, every instructor did not dare to look down upon the girls who challenged them.

Five hundred squats have given them a glimpse of her strength!

Those few instructors who had a background in special warfare gave An Xia a thumbs up generously.

It's really amazing!

An Xia nodded lightly and began a five-kilometer load-bearing run.

They are all the backpacks used to punish students, weighing ten kilograms, and students are often fined for running five kilometers with a weight. Some dark-hearted instructors also demand ten kilometers.

For example, how can an instructor like Wu Wenyue come?

An Xia carried her back as fast as she could, and began to carry five kilometers of weight around the playground, with Mu Chenyuan beside him.

Together, they breathed smoothly and did not move up or down, and started a contest.

No one started to speak, but the two had already competed in secret.

For Anxia, ​​it was a contest.

It was the consideration for Mu Chenyuan.

He represents the general war, Xiahou warrior, and constantly explores how powerful Anxia is.

The two of them quickly pulled the instructor who started behind for most of the time, and after a lap, the eyes of the instructors who were chasing after looking at An Xia had changed!

"Damn! Where did the students come from? They came here to smash the place!"

"It's not like a student at all! How can a student dare to challenge the instructor."

"Five kilometers load-bearing run and lose again, prepare to resign."

When they encounter a student who has smashed the ground, they are going to lose. What qualifications do they have to stay and train the students?

After chanting a few words, he resigned himself to his fate and ran.

It's all here now, what else can I do besides talking!

With a weight of ten kilograms, I didn’t feel anything at the beginning. The more I reached the end, the more I felt as if I had carried a mountain on my back. I just wanted to throw the "mountain" and run to the finish line faster.

An Xia ran to the third lap, and after the second lap, Wu Wenyue lived up to expectations and fainted!

Next to him, the doctor who had been guarding early wanted to rush over for treatment. An Xia quickly caught up to stop him, bending down, squatting, catching snow with one hand, and pulling open Wu Wenyue's neckline with the other.

"Hey hey, what are you doing! What are you doing!" The doctor stopped, trying to shoot the snow in An Xia's hand.

An Xia's eyes were sharp, and she glanced at the doctor coldly, "Isn't it the same for students who fainted before? Why, after changing the instructor, fainting won't be possible? Double standard?"

A word blocked the two doctors speechless.

That, that...different.

I want to say that I couldn't open my mouth by An Xia's sight.

The dazed Wu Wenyue was awakened by the thorns of the snow. She opened her eyes, and before she could see the surroundings clearly, a group of black shadows came on her face, her face muffled by the snow.

"Ahhhhhhh!!"

An even stronger cold came, and Wu Wenyue was screaming from freezing.

"Look, this isn't awake anymore."

An Xia clapped her hands, got up, and stared, her voice was colder than Xue Xue, "Instructor Wu, just continue when you wake up, don't pretend to be dead."

They were all reprimanded An Xia, and now they are returning as they are.

Wu Wenyue was still pulling the snow on her face. When she heard An Xia's voice, she raised her voice and screamed, "An Xia, how can you make sense!!"

"The voice is quite loud, it seems that there is no problem." An Xia chuckled, with a beautiful and suitable face, and his anger entered his eyes. "The unreasonable matter is still behind, instructor Wu, I wish you good health."

Teacher Zhang blew his whistle to remind An Xia to continue running.

The cold wind was raging, and An Xia ran against the wind, surpassing several instructors in a row, chasing Mu Chenyuan's figure.

Behind her, Wu Wenyue was angry and hated, her legs trembled and stood up, and set off again.