Ye Xingxing's physical fitness was getting better and better, and he was finally able to keep up with his classmates for a five-kilometer cross-country run. Although his physical fitness was slightly better, he was still the weakest in the class.
She didn't want to go to the combat class at all. She stood at the side and watched Zhan xuantian throw the boys to the ground one by one. She was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat. Oh my God, if she went up and tried, she was 100% sure that she wouldn't be able to pass even half a move from the instructor.
She was scared out of her wits, but Lin zhiqiao, who was beside her, was boiling with excitement. She straightened her neck and walked forward, her face full of excitement and admiration.
When Zhan xuantian had thrown the last male student to the ground, Lin zhiqiao clapped her hands happily."Instructor Zhan is so powerful! Instructor Zhan is so powerful!"
