Wu Yan, the culprit who caused all this, had already slipped back to his dormitory to rest. Eating a few more servings of food would disgust these two women, so why not?
Lying on the bed, although Wu Yan was still full of energy, he was still exhausted.
Just like that, everyone, including Wu Yan, fell into a deep sleep on the bed. No one wanted to talk.
In the afternoon, there was cultural class, which taught all kinds of skills that spies needed to master, such as camouflage, language, navigation, and so on.
In the evening, it was combat training. Professional instructors taught Wu Yan and the others how to use the least amount of strength to maximize the output and maximize the strength of the body. Different styles of combat techniques were something that agents should master. In order to avoid exposing their identity, they had to use other techniques to cover up when they had to fight. Swords, guns, bare-handed, and even all kinds of strange weapons were included in the training course.
Wu Yan was looking forward to this lesson. After all, it was difficult to defeat a skilled opponent with endless brute force. If he was killed, everything would be empty talk.
After the instructor finished teaching, the students were allowed to practice on their own as long as they were not killed or seriously injured.
And then…
"Wu Yan, let's spar."
Dongfang Zimo invited Wu Yan with ill intentions.
Dongfang Zimo's challenge did not surprise Wu Yan.
Wu Yan looked at his stats and felt that it was impossible for him to lose. He accepted Dongfang Zimo's challenge, wanting to teach her an unforgettable lesson.
Yes, an unforgettable lesson had indeed happened. But…
Bang! Wu Yan charged forward for the seventh time, but was thrown out by Dongfang Zimo.
At first, Dongfang Zimo was still intimidated by Wu Yan's charging momentum, but then she tried to capture him.
Wu Yan was in a tragic situation. He had all his strength but had nowhere to use it.
Dongfang Zimo borrowed the momentum of Wu Yan's charge and threw him away.
"You're bluffing. I thought you were very powerful.”
Dongfang Zimo said disdainfully.
"Damn it, I don't believe this bitch.”Wu Yan spat out the sand in his mouth and cursed.
Wu Yan stood up and pounced on her again.
However, the result was still the same.
If Wu Yan could see Dongfang Zimo's stats, he wouldn't have rushed over like a brute.
personal information
Contestant Number: 3671
Name: Dongfang Zimo
[Energy Level: LV.0 (No Level)]
[Health Points: 100%]
[Mana: 100 (Intelligence x20)]
[Stamina Points: 100 (Stamina x20)]
[Strength: 6]
[Agility: 7]
[Stamina: 5]
[Intelligence: 5]
Charm: 7
[Luck: 1]
[Mastered skill: Life Return (Breathing)]
Police Fighting Technique Level 3
Police Capture Level 4
Wu Yan's temper flared up.
"Even if I can't beat you, I'm going to torture you to death.”
Wu Yan charged again.
Fall, stand, charge.
He fell again, stood up again, and charged again.
Wu Yan was like a boor.
"Is this guy born in the year of the ox? He can still stand up after falling so many times.”Dongfang Zimo was gradually panting.
"It seems to have some effect." Wu Yan, who was covered in dust, grinned.
" Speed up, sprint."
"Again? Are you still a f * cking human?”Dongfang Zimo complained in her heart.
Finally, on Wu Yan's twentieth charge, Dongfang Zimo revealed her weakness due to exhaustion and was directly pressed to the ground by Wu Yan.
"Let go of me and take your dirty hands away.”Dongfang Zimo called out.
"You're still so arrogant after falling into my hands. I suffered so much in your hands before, so I'll take back some interest first.”
Wu Yan grabbed Dongfang Zimo's hair and pressed her pretty face into the ground.
"Eat some soil and rinse your mouth."
"Boohoo. Let me go."
"Alright, that's it." Perhaps the instructor couldn't stand it anymore and asked Wu Yan to stop.
Wu Yan stood up, and Dongfang Zimo jumped up from the ground and kicked him.
"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?”
An invisible aura pressed down on Dongfang Zimo, causing her feet to freeze in mid-air.
"Hmph!" Dongfang Zimo wiped the dirt off her face and snorted coldly.
"Number 2, your fighting foundation is not bad, but your physical fitness is still relatively poor. That was why the situation just now had happened. You should be glad that this is a training ground. You would have died on the real battlefield.”
"And you, I don't even know how to describe you. You're just a f * cking boor. When you're on the battlefield, you're just a giveaway.”
"From today onwards, you will cultivate with me.”
"What are you waiting for?" The vice leader poked the dumbfounded Wu Yan.
"Alright, Instructor."
Wu Yan came back to his senses.
"Congratulations to contestant for obtaining the opportunity to receive guidance from Instructor Bott.”
The benefits of having a high favorability were slowly showing.
Under everyone's dumbfounded gazes, Wu Yan left with Bott.
"A scourge lasts for a thousand years." Dongfang Zimo stomped her foot in anger.
At the same time, Dongfang Zimo also realized her own shortcomings.
"I won't let you be smug next time.”Looking at Wu Yan's back, Dongfang Zimo secretly swore.
"From now on, you'll train by my side. Other than cultural studies, I'll be the one to know about your physical fitness and combat.”
"Thank you, Instructor."
"Don't be happy too early. Cultivating with me won't be as easy as today. It's not too late to regret now.”
"Instructor, I'm ready."
"There's no hurry. I'll take you to see something first.”
The sound of combat boots stepping on the floor echoed in the dusty training room No. 1.
Pa, Bott turned on the lights in the training room.
What greeted his eyes were rows of blood-stained wooden dummies. The dark brown blood stimulated Wu Yan's scalp, sending chills down his spine.
"These are the wooden dummies trained by the supreme expert, Lord Baimao, who came out of the CP5.”
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