The legs seemed to be filled with lead, and it was very difficult to just move forward.

Ling Luo was sweating profusely, and every breath he exhaled was hot and heavy.

Physical strength is close to the limit.

The students around have already fallen one by one.Many girls slumped on the ground, and two of them even began to sob.

"Get up! Get up all of them!"

Shi Yi's stern roar, accompanied by the "crack" of the whip, became the main theme of the training ground.

"Run! Move! If you can't persevere, you are trash! Anyone who falls behind is not worthy of being my Shi Yi's student, and they will all drop out!"

Dropping out of school changed the color of these pampered and favored children.

The admission qualification of Jiulan College is really too precious!

Several teenagers let out howling wolves in pain, got up from the ground of the training ground again, stumbled and continued to run.

When the students in the class passed by Ling Luo, they all stared at her with extremely resentful eyes, complaining out of breath: "It's all your fault!"

Ling Luo was speechless.

have to.This offended all the students in the classroom all over again.

When a person is unlucky, drinking a sip of cold water can clog his teeth.

It's tiring, but you must persevere.

At this moment, Ling Luo is desperately persevering with an idea.

After 25 laps, Ling Luo felt that her legs had completely lost feeling.

She had no idea what being tired was.

At this moment, from the depths of the body, a new force suddenly gushed out, flowing to the limbs like a clear spring.

The legs no longer seemed to be filled with lead, but became faster and faster.

She broke through the critical point of physical strength.

A happy look flashed across Ling Luo's face, his steps were extremely steady, and even his disordered breathing became more regular.

"well done."

Xuanyuan Yu, who was always by his side, gave him affirmative approval.

The warm winter sun is gradually rising, and the sun shines on the earth.

On the training ground, the students were sweating.

Before I knew it, fifty laps had passed.Ling Luo has already broken through the critical point, and it seems extremely relaxed at the moment.

On the other hand, those students who were running together, each with an almost dead expression, completed the tasks one after another, and returned to the classroom to rest.

On the training ground at this moment, only Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu were left.

Shi Yi had a cold face, holding a whip in his hand, and closely monitored him.

An old man with a white beard walked slowly to the edge of the training ground, a trace of helplessness flashed across his eyes that had accumulated the wisdom of the years.

Shi Yi also found the old man, the hostility on his face dissipated in an instant, and he changed into a respectful expression, and bowed: "Teacher."

This old man is the current dean of Jiulan College, a ninth-rank great martial artist, and a member of the royal family. His name is Chen Han, and people in the court call him "Lord Han".

Shi Yi is one of Chen Han's personal disciples.

In addition, Jiulan College is a place where teachers are respected, and the relationship between master and student is far more important than power and official title.

So when Shi Yi saw Chen Han, he always called him "Teacher" instead of "Lord Han".

"Shitou, are you punishing the students again?" Chen Han smiled very kindly.

For years, he had called his unrepentant protégé "The Stone," bordering on a nickname.

Shi Yi raised his head, with a look of awe in his eyes, and said solemnly: "Teacher, these two students, one fell asleep in the disciple's class, and the other broke the disciple's arm directly, they should be punished!"

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