She took the sachet back to the bedroom and sat on the bed to carefully examine the sachet in her hand.

Looking at the stitches on the sachet, I knew that it was definitely not made by a sewing robot, but sewn by Lan Yan with a needle and a thread.

The child who used to secretly hide and mend his clothes, and the clothes became more and more torn, now he has sewed all the sachets so beautifully.

Unconsciously, there are some memories in which the figure of youth covers the figure of childhood.

She put the sachet in front of her pillow and covered it with the quilt to sleep.

The faint medicinal aroma emanating from the sachet smells good and is very soothing.

One night passed, and the federal cadets were already training on the playground downstairs.

They didn't shout any loud slogans, they just trained in muffled voices.

Either fists to the flesh, or two evenly matched people training against each other.

Mo You came down from the rest area and sat on the stands set up on the playground, watching them train.

In Mo You's hand, there was already a whole row of puppet villains.

These are all just from Lan Yan.

After waiting for a long time, Lan Yan came over with five or six puppet villains and placed them behind the entire row of puppet villains.

That's exactly twenty.

"When do you start training?" Lan Yan used his divine power to control twenty puppet villains at the same time, so that they began to move.

"Give me half of it." Mo You took control of the ten puppet villains from Lan Yan's hands, "Let's start now." ”

"Okay." Lan Yan had no objections.

Knowing that the military cadets who could accept Lan Yan and Mo You's training together, their eyes burst out with excitement.

Qianyi and Luo Ze wanted to know more about who they were training under than this news.

This one is really important.

Seeing the puppet villain in Lan Yan's hand, Qianyi and Luo Ze thought of the experience of being beaten down by the puppet villain again and again.

Meng Nanyu and Yinli obviously thought of these experiences, and Meng Nanyu rarely stood at the back as silent as Yinli.

Han Ning, who had not suffered from Lan Yan's terrifying training, but who had been lucky enough to see it, had already begun to pray.

Lu Shen held the flower pot in his hand, turned his head to look at the excited Ning Ning, and stopped talking.

After being divided into two groups, Mo You took ten people and Lan Yan took ten people.

Lu Shen and Han Ning, who were following Mo You, breathed a sigh of relief.

Several other people were assigned to Lan Yan's group, and they were silent one by one.

But soon, they were mentally balanced.

Because the puppets controlled by Mo You are as perverted as the puppets controlled by Lan Yan!

There is simply no mildness at all.

The puppeteer ferociously waved his fists and legs, mercilessly knocking down every unconvinced cadet.

Mo You and Lan Yan stood behind these puppeteers, finely controlling these puppeteers.

Twenty puppeteers stand in a row, forming a beautiful landscape on the playground.

One by one, the cadets were knocked to the ground by the puppeteers, and then they got up and came back.

The combat power of the puppeteer depends on the person who controls the puppet.

This group of military cadets looked like they had been beaten down by the puppeteers, but Mo You quietly increased the puppeteers' killing power little by little.

When Zi Sangyue came to the playground, she became interested.

She rolled up her sleeves, "I'll fight them." ”

Mo You looked at the panting student and nodded in response.

After the puppeteer lost control, it turned back to the size of a palm again, and a series of them were put away by Mo You.

Lan Yan put away the remaining ten puppets.

Zi Sangyue stretched her waist and picked up a branch on the playground, "Let's come together." ”

The military cadets who were already tired and sweating profusely looked at the injuries all over their bodies and looked at Zi Sangyue standing in the middle of them, but they didn't act rashly.

Zi Sangyue saw that they had been delaying time to recover their strength, and the branch in his hand had already faced the nearest person.

Han Ning looked at the branches that were close at hand, and hurriedly dodged to the side.

A 1v20 brawl begins.

The branch in Zi Sangyue's hand was dyed with white light, and she swam in it like a fish in water.

The raged clothes, which had already been beaten by the puppeteers, were even more tattered under the scratches of the branches.

Xu Yan looked at a large hole that appeared in the left atrium and stood silently.

If Zi Sangyue was an enemy, if she was holding a knife in her hand, he would be dead.

Sure enough, a ranged attacker like him is not suitable for close combat.

After making a large hole in the left atrium of the last person, Zi Sangyue threw away the branch in his hand and sat on the viewing platform.

"What do you think of the strength?" Mo You asked Zi Sangyue.

"It's strong." Zi Sangyue looked at Qianyi and Luo Ze, "I didn't expect the main god to teach them the ability of the eight heads." ”

It looks like the eight songs are coming out again.

"Hmm." Mo You looked at the cadets standing in place, "Go back first to heal the injuries on your body, change your clothes, and then come over." ”

Then there is a second round.

Little by little, they moved towards the rest area, supporting each other and walking back.

Before the game, they all passed in this kind of training.

On the day of the game, Zi Sangyue bought a ticket to the audience and sat in the position with the best view, wanting to see how his training was doing.

Mo You and Lan Yan, as teachers, stood in the preparation area.

It was a match between the elites of the two countries, and the people of the Empire and the Federation were able to watch the entire game live.

Mu Yang looked at the person who was drawn and fell silent.

It's really a narrow road, and I met it in the first round.

Mu Yang looked at Shang Qianyi, and the battle intent in his eyes became more and more vigorous.

He has been training in closed gear since his last defeat.

This time, you must wash away the shame!

Mo You gave everyone a piece of glutinous rice cake and said a full twenty words of cheering.

Guan Man thought about the training pattern he saw yesterday and was worried about his students.

It's not that they're not strong, it's that the enemy is working too hard.

The twenty matches in the first round were played one by one.

Every competition is intense, and each student has their own strengths.

Mo You looked at them on the stage and laughed.

She heard an audience behind her whispering.

"Do you think they're going to knock out all the Imperial students in the first round?"

"I don't know, but they've won six in a row."

"Isn't this Imperial Military Academy no longer good, won't let federal students shave their heads, right?"

"That's a student under the goddess, how can it not be powerful."

This is the first time in so many years that Mo You has heard someone call her a goddess in reality.

She was in a trance for a moment, then looked up at the two on the stage.

This is not the first time Qianyi and Mu Yang have fought each other, and both of them are very familiar with each other's fighting styles.

Mu Yang was secretly shocked that Qianyi's progress was so fast.

Even if he practiced hard for so long, the outcome might still not change much.

This time, Qianyi solved it more neatly than the last time, and did not give Mu Yang any extra chance to resist at all.

Luo Ze looked at Mu Yang, and his usual calm appearance disappeared.

Mu Yang also noticed Luo Ze, he just glanced at it indifferently, and then his gaze kept following Qianyi, never retracting.

In the end, Luo Ze couldn't bear it anymore and stood in front of Qianyi, blocking that annoying sight.

Qianyi looked up at Luo Ze with a puzzled expression, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing." Luo Ze shook his head slightly, and did not explain much.