However, in comparison, the feeling of locking at this time was far less deadly than before, and he could break free if he wanted to.

One second, two seconds.

Ten minutes passed.

Fifteen minutes passed.

In this state, the difficulty of standing in a military posture has increased countless times!

In just a moment, everyone's backs were completely wet.

Finally, at twenty minutes, a whistle blew and the murderous intention disappeared.

"have a rest."

Everyone fell to the ground with a crash as if they had been granted amnesty.

After all, Jiang You is at the second level, and his physical fitness is not comparable to that of ordinary people. He was sweating a little, but he felt okay.

Nana, why is this sense of déjà vu in military training getting stronger and stronger?

I took out the water I had brought in advance and drank it down tons and tons. I felt much better.

"Good physical condition."

The instructor next to him looked at Jiang You.

Apart from the instructor, Jiang You should be one of the few people still standing in the field.

"Instructor, would you like one?" Jiang You touched his pocket.

"..." The instructor was slightly silent, "I don't eat cigarettes or candy."

Good guy.

What if people spread the word about me chewing tobacco candies every day?

He put it in his mouth himself.

He raised his head and saw a familiar figure approaching.

"How's it going here?"

Song Qingan was wearing a dark blue special combat uniform and looked very imposing.

"Report, everything is normal." The instructor stood at attention and reported.

"Okay." Song Qing'an looked at Jiang You, "Okay, you come with me, you don't have to practice with them."

Ouch, so good?

Have fun on the river.

"Okay, I'm here."

He keeps up with the opponent.

"Uncle Song, what was that just now? Suddenly I feel like my whole body is tense."

"Shi." Song Qing'an replied casually, "It is a skill that must be mastered to learn extraordinary skills."

"What is a super skill?"

"The skills of the extraordinary."

"..."

nonsense.

Jiang You was speechless.

The two of them moved forward slowly, and seeing that they had almost reached the center of the playground, Jiang You was a little confused, "Uncle Song, where are we going?"

"We've arrived." Song Qing'an stood still.

"Are you there?" Jiang You's heart skipped a beat.

The two of them have arrived at the center of the entire playground.

"What...is this for?" His Adam's apple floated.

Song Qingan showed a bright (devil) smile.

Say two words:
Chapter completed!