Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

There is no reason why Zhang Zongjiao shouldn't.

The deep and sharp gaze darkened back to deep, and nodded, "Okay, six hours."

However, more exciting things are yet to come.

An Xia, with his shoulders open and his hands on his back, slowly scanned the face of each instructor, as if he was judging whether the instructors were qualified to compete with her.

That kind of sight, with a slight glance, condescending scrutiny, like a warlord and commander of great inspection, and a natural and mighty warfare, which made the instructors feel more pressure and inexplicably feel no discomfort. On the contrary, there was " It's a kind of weird pride of being honored by her to take another look.

The end is, as long as her gaze falls on her, she can't help but hold her head taller confidently, showing the spirit of the team back then, without daring to relax at all.

Instructors: "..."

The competition has not yet started, and their aura has slightly lost the students!

The face is a bit unbearable.

Zongjiao Zhang also had a similar sense of weirdness. He looked at him without a trace, and his eyes were more surprised.

The thin and small girl is a bit too powerful.

Confronted with thirty instructors alone, not only was she not timid, but rather calm and relaxed, she came to the enemy's castle, and she was indifferent enough to retreat to the enemy.

Who is she?

At a young age, where did he come from a war power heavier than him?

An Xia's side was over, and she was very dissatisfied with the instructors' lineup, standing posture, and spirit, except for Mu Chenyuan.

"First 500 squats to relax your muscles and bones, and then run for five kilometers with a load to relax your body muscles. Let's add six hours of standing."

It was speaking to Zongjiao Zhang, not a suggestion, but a necessity.

Wu Wenyue, who was in the teacher's official center, was frightened. She wanted to object, but, without a word, Zhang Zong said, "As long as you can, the instructors will have no problem."

!

No, she has a problem!

She can't do it!

Wu Wenyue, who did not oppose power, turned black in front of her eyes. She opened her mouth and plucked up the courage to raise objections. "Zhang Jiao, An Xia has not received professional training at all. The test procedure she proposed is very unscientific."

Zongjiao Zhang’s face was obviously much colder, his eyes fell on the newly hired Mu Chenyuan’s face, and he asked, “Instructor Mu, do you think there is a problem?”

"No." Mu Chenyuan finished answering indifferently. He obviously heard the instructors around, taking a breath in secret.

This requires physical strength, endurance, and perseverance. It is a test for the instructors who have been away from the team for many years. It is very likely that the game will have to exit in the middle of the game.

Can Anxia's move deter all instructors at once?

Is it just to frighten the instructor?

In her mind, her question to Zongjiao Zhang flashed, "Businessmen value profit and **** for profit, and finally, put on the skin to contribute to the society and seek selfishness. Zongjiao Zhang, I will ask you again, what do you do? What is it again?"

Her eyes were dim, carefully pondering her intentions.

Soon, he seemed to guess An Xia's real intentions. A faint light flashed across his dark and cold eyes, and his tight thin lips were extremely clear, and he flashed across with a smile like a dragonfly.

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

It's a pity that the time is short, and it's too late to appreciate the disappearance in a flash.

An Xia's hands behind her back, her fingers curled slightly.