Don't Play With the Goddess of War

Don't Play With the Goddess of War
84: Lost Aura


There was no reason why Zhang Zongjiao did not do so.


Those deep, sharp eyes turned dark, and nodded, "Okay, six hours."


But more interesting things are yet to come.


An Xia, with his shoulders open and hands on his back, slowly scanned the faces of each instructor, as if he was assessing whether the instructor was qualified to compete with him.


Such a scene, with a glance, is demeaning surveillance, like a warlord and a great inspection commander, and natural and mighty warfare, is, which made the instructors feel even more depressed and inexplicably uncomfortable, but instead they had "It's kind of a strange pride to be honored by him to see again.


Finally, as long as his gaze fell on him, he could not hold his head higher with confidence, showing the team spirit back then, without daring to relax at all.


Instructor: "..."


The competition had yet to begin, and their auras were a little lost to students!


His face was somewhat unbearable.


Zongjiao Zhang also had the same sense of weirdness, he looked at it without a trace, and his eyes were even more shocked.


The skinny and small girl was a bit too strong.


Faced with thirty instructors alone, not only was he not shy, but also calm and relaxed, he came to the enemy castle, and he was indifferent enough to retreat by himself.


Who her?


At such a young age, where did the heavier fighting power come from?


Xia had finished looking at him, and he was extremely dissatisfied with the instructor's line up, standing posture, and spirit, except for Mu Chenyuan.


"The first 500 squats to relax your muscles and bones, and then runs for five kilometers with weights to relax your body muscles. Let's add six hours of standing."


It spoke to Zongjiao Zhang, not a suggestion, but a necessity.


!


No, he's got a problem!


He can't do it!


Wu Wenyue, who was not against power, turned black before his eyes. He opened his mouth and gathered up the courage to raise an objection. "Zhang Jiao, An Xia has not received any professional training at all. The test procedure he proposed was very unscientific."


Zongjiao Zhang's face was clearly much colder, his eyes fixed on Mu Chenyuan's newly recruited face, and he asked, "Your instructor, do you think there is a problem?"


"No." Mu Chenyuan finished replying indifferently. He clearly heard the instructors around, taking a secret breath.


It requires physical strength, endurance, and perseverance. This was a test for the instructors who had been away from the team for many years. It is likely that the game should come out in the middle of the game.


Can Anxia's move deter all instructors at once?


Is it just to scare the instructor?


In his mind, his question to Zongjiao Zhang flashed, "Employers value profit and ***** will profit, and finally, wear leather to contribute to society and seek selfishness. Zongjiao Zhang, I will ask again, what are you doing? What's up again?"


His eyes dimmed, carefully pondering his intentions.


Immediately, he seemed to guess the true intentions of An Xia. A faint light flashed across his dark and cold eyes, and his thin and tight lips were very clear, and he flashed with a smile like a dragonfly.


Without a smile, that fierce and cold handsome face suddenly had a different brilliance and became the most dazzling color in the ice and snow.


It was a pity that the time was short, and it was too late to appreciate the loss in an instant.


An Xia's hands behind his back, his fingers slightly curved.