"Everyone's quiet!!" A middle-aged Mediterranean teacher in an inconspicuous gray vest walked into the auditorium.

"I'm your department chair Juan, and since your classmates have come to the combat department, you must remember that you are already an imperial warrior! Hold yourself to the standards of a warrior! ”

"Here I am your chief, what I say, you must obey, you must abide by the requirements of the college, especially don't let me be caught by the school discipline committee! Otherwise, I'll pack up my bed and go home. Do you hear that? ”

"Yes—" The people below responded sparsely.

"Didn't you eat one by one? What does this spirit spirit look like? Give me all ten laps to the playground! Juan frowned and yelled at the students.

The audience fell silent instantly.

No way? Seriously? It's so exciting??? Physical waste firewood Chen Mengmeng cracked!

"What kind of imperial soldier, it's clear that someone else doesn't want to kick us here and wait for death, but he really takes himself seriously." Suddenly, a voice pierced the silence.

"Who said that? Stand up for me?! The mustache on Juan's mouth shook twice in anger.

"Sting-" In the corner of the auditorium, a boy stood up with his neck twisted and a look of disdain.

"What's wrong with what I said?"

"Your name?"

"Wang Lin"

"Wang Lin, come to my podium," Juan pointed to the wooden floor in front of him, "I'll just stand here, just move my right hand, and you will attack me at will." See what's going on. ”

The boy clearly felt that he was being slighted, "Whew! With a bang, he rushed forward in three steps and two steps, and quickly swung his right fist towards Juan.

But I saw Juan standing in place with his eyelids not moving, his right hand accurately blocked Wang Lin's right hand, and then handsomely struck upwards quickly, and when everyone present reacted, Wang Lin had already covered his chin and fell to the ground.

The entire classroom was silent, except for Wang Lin's whimper.

Juan's piercing eyes scanned the classroom, and he turned his back and took off his shirt. I saw that the deep and shallow scars on it were criss-crossed, and there was almost no intact skin on the entire back, and such a hideous scene made some people below exclaim.

"I, Juan, like you 280 years ago, used to be a student of the Combat Mecha Department, I went in and out of the battlefield hundreds of times, participated in many important battles that you have to learn in military history, and did not return to school to be a teacher until the last time when I was judged by the military doctor to be unable to go to war again."

"You must have all heard the name of the god of war, Li Luo, like most of you, he is a child from a civilian family, and he has also studied in this classroom where you are."

"Today is the first lesson of the Combat Mech Department, and there are two things I want to tell you."

The first thing is that someone has to go to the battlefield, not you, not me, but our friends/relatives/siblings and even children. You may say why aren't the powerful. Yes, this society is very cruel and unfair, but if you are strong enough, you can break this injustice. Just like during the period when Li Luo was here, the military department was strong and unified, and the powerful still had to fight bloody battles on the front line.

The second thing is that entering the battle mech department does not mean death. You can choose to be like Li Luo and become a hero. You can also give up on yourself and become a Zerg ration as others say. ”

"Are you going to be strong or are you going to be food?"

Until many years later, when they were in danger when they were in close contact with the Zerg on the battlefield, the students of the Combat Mecha Department often recalled the deafening soul torture of Juan in the auditorium today.

"Become the strong!" The students replied neatly.

"Lao Hu has been in the classroom for so many years, and he has to arrange a show every year" Outside the back door of the classroom, Ji An and Nat shook their heads helplessly as they looked at the familiar scene inside.

"The moves are not old, they are easy to use." Nat shrugged his shoulders, "Look, it's going to be a ten-lap set right away." ”

Sure enough, in the next second, Juan nodded with satisfaction and said to everyone in the classroom: "To become a strong person, you can't slack off at that moment!" Now, everyone, let's go to the playground and run ten laps! ”

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The physical training ground of the First Military Academy, the sun is shining hotly on the turf.

A team of several hundred people was running a little messily.

Chen Mengmeng, who was at the end of the team, looked at the team in front of her and wanted to cry without tears. The steps under my feet became heavier and heavier, and I couldn't breathe, and my lungs seemed to explode in the next second.

Why do weak chickens have to go through this on their first day of school? What kind of devil training is it when it comes up to ten laps? Shouldn't everything be done in a step-by-step manner? Shouldn't there be a distinction between training for boys and girls?

Isn't there anyone like her, who will kill half a dog at 800 meters?

Oh, there is.

Chen Mengmeng looked at Tian Xin, who was also a fallen person at the end of the world, and felt very pleased.

As for the other roommate, Chen Mengmeng looked at the dazzling red hair at the front of the team and shed tears of envy.

As the number of laps gradually increased, it became more and more difficult to breathe, and each breath seemed to have a fire burning in the throat, and every leg lift seemed to lift a piece of lead.

6 laps

7 laps

The team on the playground, which was relatively neat, has become fragmented.

"Come on, persistence is victory." Nat, who was captured by Juan to be a strong man, was responsible for encouraging the physically weak at the end.

On the eighth lap, Chen Mengmeng had already fallen to the end, and she couldn't even keep up with Tian Xin's pace. Sweat blurred his eyes, and the hair on his forehead was wet.

"Senior sister, do you want to stop and rest for a while?" Nat was a little relieved that the youngest sister looked skinny and small.

"It's okay, I'm going to hold on to it." Chen Mengmeng squeezed out a few words from between her teeth.

Physical training is such a thing, when you feel the limit, you have to stick to it for a while, you can break through the limit, if you stop every time you feel like you're at the limit, then you will never improve.

From childhood to adulthood, she Chen Mengmeng is neither the smartest nor the bravest, but she must be the one who is the most unwilling to admit defeat. She can try one thing, three times, ten times, dozens of times, and what others say she can't do, she tries her best to do it. It is with this strength that she has walked step by step from an orphanage in the slums to today's First Military Academy.

Lap 9,

Most of them had already made it to the finish line, and Ivy, with her dazzling red hair, cheered her two roommates on early at the finish line.

800 meters

600 meters

The end is getting closer.

Chen Mengmeng couldn't hear the sounds around her anymore, she only ran forward mechanically with a force, and vaguely saw Tian Xin rushing over the finish line, being helped aside by Tian Yang to retch, and then the next second, her eyes suddenly lost focus, and then her eyes went dark, and she didn't know anything.