Ran away with the cub

At this moment, a group of people in training clothes were lying in the training room, their chests heaving up and down, breathing the air very rapidly.

They knew that once they joined the team led by the two admirals, they would receive more rigorous training. To be honest, these two admirals were really strict. Even though they were obviously very tired, they could always grasp their limits and train them to their limits.

Yun Wanfeng lay on the ground exhausted. He turned his head and glanced at Ye Han beside him. Just now in the training, Ye Han was obviously targeted by General Ye Ling. His training task was much heavier than theirs. But his progress was about the same as theirs. It seemed that he had been trained by General Ye Ling for the past few years.

Andrew was lying on the ground very tired at this moment. This training method was completely different from the one his uncle used to train him. Although his uncle was also very strict in training him, it was not like the training he was doing now. It was like he was constantly developing his limits.

However, this method is also very effective. Their limits have been developed again and again, and they even feel that their physical fitness has improved a lot.

Admiral Ye Ling, wearing a training suit, walked among the group of collapsed students and said sternly, "Okay, now that you have rested enough, get up quickly and go over there to draw a number. You will have a one-on-one sparring match later, and the loser will continue to run around the playground."

Admiral Zhou Yan quickly picked up the Lianbang student who was lying on the ground and said, "Hurry up and get up. Do you still want to lie here and rest?"

Zhou Ruo stood up from the ground reluctantly. She had been in this place for a few days and was already exhausted. These days were worse than death. Every day was either training or training, without any chance to rest.

When Adonis got up from the ground, he walked to Zhou Ruo and said, "Okay, I know you are tired, but we have come to this place, so we should train well. You don't want to make Aunt Zhou Yan sad. What's more, there are people in the Empire watching us. Don't you want to compete with the people in the Empire the most? This is a good opportunity."

After hearing these words, Zhou Ruo twisted his wrist and said excitedly, "Yes, I haven't fought with the Empire yet. I heard that they have some very strong people. I will fight with Yun Wanfeng. If I beat him, I guess more than half of the Empire's people can be defeated by me. There aren't many people in the Empire team who are stronger than him, right?"

Andrew, who was not far from them, heard this and laughed disdainfully, then said loudly, "What's the point of you beating Yun Wanfeng? He's not from the combat department, he's just from the mecha manufacturing department. Although we have to admit that he's better than some people, it doesn't make any sense for a combat department like you to beat him."

Since Andrew's voice was very loud, almost everyone present heard it. Yun Wanfeng didn't care. He just looked at Zhou Ruo in surprise: He knew that Zhou Ruo was a person who liked to fight with others. Logically, he didn't do anything to get ahead. How did he think of fighting with him? But this was a bit troublesome. He couldn't win. It was embarrassing to fight too much. He would probably be entangled by this fighting maniac, which would be a bit troublesome.

Yun Wanfeng was not in a hurry at all, but Mu Zijin was anxious. He also said loudly: "You are a little arrogant. Although you are very talented, it does not mean that you can challenge my brother casually. Besides, General Ye Ling just said to draw a number. What if you don't draw my brother?"

Yun Wanfeng didn't want this to get out of hand. What the Empire and the Federation needed most was an alliance, not a tit-for-tat confrontation like they were now. So he stepped forward and said, "It's a very happy thing to be able to have a match with classmate Zhou Ruo, but this training is just random. If there's a chance, I'll definitely play against you."

Seeing how polite he was, without a trace of anger, Zhou Ruo felt a little embarrassed: "It's okay, it's just a training session anyway, just pretend I didn't say those words just now, sorry."

Adonis had never seen this little devil bow his head to anyone, and he was a little surprised. Not only was he very surprised, but even Zhou Ruo's mother Zhou Yan was also very surprised that this little girl had grown up and didn't make trouble all the time.

The anger that had just risen in the crowd was so easily calmed down. Yun Wanfeng took the lead and drew a number, and the others followed him to draw numbers. How to say it? This can also be regarded as a kind of fate. Yun Wanfeng and Zhou Ruo happened to draw the same number card, which made a group of people call it fate.

Yun Wanfeng looked at the number plate in his hand and smiled in his heart. It seemed that he really couldn't escape a match with this female war god. In the original text, she died relatively early and had never been to the battlefield, so naturally she had never fought with her. In this time and space, it was a good thing that he could have a match with her.