I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

With a violent retching sound, the old man clutched his neck and staggered backward, tears and snot streaming down his face.

She pressed her advantage, using her waist to propel her right leg, and the white-clad jailer precisely kicked between the old man's legs.

An indescribable cracking sound rang out.

The old man with the goatee's eyes bulged out, his face turned a deep liver color, and he couldn't even scream; he just doubled over in pain.

The memory of Chen Zheng's teaching in the corridor echoed in Yao Yao's mind.

"The most important thing to deal with an enemy who is off-balance is to disrupt their lower body."

Thinking this, she lowered her body and swung her right leg across the ground, striking the old man's ankle where he was supporting his weight.

The latter instantly lost his balance.

Yao Yao grabbed the old man's collar tightly with both hands again, and using the force, slammed him to the floor with a standard over-the-shoulder throw.

boom!

The goatee-wearing old man rolled his eyes and promptly fainted.

The other three grandmasters were stunned and instinctively gasped.

In the world of ancient martial arts, the principle of stopping short of a fight is always upheld.

But this girl immediately started by gouging eyes, kicking groin, and choking—her moves were all low-level.

What kind of despicable tricks did that bastard teach her?!

The three old men exchanged glances, no longer caring about the demeanor of senior experts, and roared in unison, waving their fists and feet as they rushed forward.

Facing the combined attack of three top martial arts masters who had been immersed in martial arts for decades, Yao Yao showed no fear whatsoever; instead, she smiled excitedly.

Her petite figure became her biggest advantage at this moment.

She glided and weaved among the three old men, targeting blind spots to strike them.

A fat old man, relying on his strong qigong to protect himself, punched Yao Yao in the face.

Instead of retreating, she advanced, sliding between his thighs and delivering a backhand elbow strike that landed heavily on the fat old man's lower back, near his kidneys.

The fat old man let out a roar, and his protective aura instantly dissipated. He clutched his waist and rolled his eyes.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the skinny old man next to her tried to launch a sneak attack, kicking Yao Yao straight in the back.

But it was as if she had eyes in the back of her head. She leaped up with one hand on the ground, then clamped her legs tightly around the skinny old man's neck, and twisted her waist.

The gaunt old man was pulled by the force and lost his balance, crashing face down onto the floor, knocking out two of his front teeth.

The last remaining tall old man, seeing this, instinctively tried to back away to create distance.

But Yao Yao wasn't about to let this opportunity slip by. She leaped into the air, her body stretching out in mid-air, before delivering a vicious downward kick.

The tall old man had no choice but to raise his arms and cross them to block.

But this was another feint. Yao Yao changed her position, landed on the ground, and kicked him in the groin again.

With another terrifying sound, the tall old man screamed and knelt on the ground.

It didn't even take three rounds in total.

Four ancient martial arts masters, who were usually revered by countless disciples in the southwest region, were now lying sprawled on the ground, clutching their ribs and howling in agony.

Not far away, beside the grand master's chair, the Grand Elder stared intently at the situation before him, his reaction somewhat strange.

Instead of being enraged by his men's defeat, he trembled with excitement, his cloudy old eyes flashing with terrifying fanaticism, and his two withered hands gripping the armrests of the grand master's chair tightly.

What terrifying martial arts talent! And what terrifying combat intuition!

A young girl, not even twenty years old, with only the most basic fighting skills and a flawed Butterfly Dream Step technique, without even using a trace of internal energy, ruthlessly trampled four inner sect masters under her feet like dogs!

This abnormally precise grasp of fighter jets, this combat intelligence that has killing skills ingrained in one's very bones, is simply the ultimate human weapon tailor-made by God for the main family!

If the most core technique of the main family, the Butterfly Dream Step, were passed on to this girl without reservation, combined with her extreme assassin instincts...

She won't need five years at all; within three years at most, she will be invincible in the world of ancient martial arts!

Those old monsters who have been entrenched in the capital for years will surely tremble and submit at this girl's feet!

The Zong family's century-old dream of reaching the pinnacle of Chinese martial arts is finally about to be realized in their generation!

The elder suddenly threw his head back and burst into unrestrained laughter, then took a step forward.

"Excellent! Excellent! Truly worthy of being the purest bloodline of my main family!"

"Such a flawless, unparalleled genius, wasted by those blind fools in the army—it's a complete waste!"

The Grand Elder suddenly waved his sleeve, his aura soaring to its peak. His previously hunched back straightened ramrod straight, and the terrifying pressure of a supreme master swept across the entire arena.

"Yaoyao, even if the King of Heaven himself comes, even if he turns this entire Southwest Military Region upside down, I will still bring you back today! Anyone who dares to stop me will be torn to pieces!"

Yao Yao's petite body swayed slightly under this oppressive force.

While that burst of energy was exhilarating to watch, the physical exertion was unimaginably enormous.

In addition, the residual effects of the Blue Dream drug in the body were still faintly taking effect, constantly interfering with the central nervous system.

Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, her chest was heaving violently, and her two small hands were clenched tightly, yet she still stubbornly bit her lower lip, refusing to take a single step back.

Just as tensions were about to rise...

A large, broad hand suddenly fell from mid-air and gently pressed down on Yao Yao's small head with her pigtails.

That familiar, powerful aura instantly swept over, easily dissolving the terrifying pressure that was about to hit them.

Yao Yao immediately recognized who it was, and breathed a sigh of relief. Her body went limp, and she sat down on the ground.

"Go, Instructor!

"walk slowly."

Chen Zheng walked slowly through the doorway with a lazy gait.

He came up behind Yao Yao, gently pulled her with his large hand, and shielded her behind his back, as she was exhausted.

His tall figure blocked the elder's aggressive and greedy gaze.

Chen Zheng slowly raised his right hand, pinched the back of his neck and pressed it hard a few times, producing a series of crisp sounds.

He didn't even glance at the four wailing old men on the ground, kicked the fat old man blocking his way and sent him flying into the corner, then wiped his military boots on his trouser leg with some disgust.

Those eyes, which usually held a hint of nonchalance, were now fixed intently on the Grand Elder opposite him, a cold smile playing on their lips.

"At his age, he's still daydreaming. Isn't he afraid of biting off more than he can chew?"

"Alright, the apprentice has barely finished his warm-up exercises, but the effect is not bad."

"Old Deng, it's my turn as your instructor to teach you how to be a man again."