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Qiao really frustrated, retracted his hand, panting.

None of the subordinates who defeated Lu Jingchen were tired of fighting with Lu Jingchen himself.

The rest of the people didn't even win against Lu Jingchen's subordinates.

At first, everyone thought that their abilities were not bad, and they passed the screening based on their abilities and entered this best military academy. In the academy, it is also handy to complete tasks.

So everyone is a little proud, thinking that they have reached a very high level from a distance, and can have a place in the army in the future.

It wasn't until the subordinates led by Lu Jingchen slapped the face that everyone realized how much gap there was between themselves and the elite.

Especially when I saw Lu Jingchen, he was obviously all the same age, but the disparity in strength between them was so great.

When this idea is rooted in their hearts, they will work harder.

Lu Jingchen glanced at them, did not say much, just said indifferently: "Continue to practice tomorrow."

"Yes!" everyone shouted collectively.

"Disbanded."

Everyone left in twos and threes.

Qiao Zhen and Gao Chi left talking and laughing. Lu Jingchen looked at her back with a deep brow.

The instructor ran to Lu Jingchen: "Thanks for your hard work, General Lu. These students have to work harder, and they have to work harder for the brothers around General Lu."

"This is our task, it's nothing hard." Lu Jingchen talked and walked out with the instructor.

Qiao Zhen returned to the dormitory, thinking about Lu Jingchen's moves even when he was sleeping.

He is indeed very genius, simple moves and moves are used by him, that is, they have infinite power.

But Qiao Zhen also knew that those were not unsolvable.

However, it is really not an easy task to defeat Lu Jingchen with his own ability.

In the darkness, Gao Chi's voice came: "Qiao Zhen, are you still thinking about how to defeat Lu Jingchen?"

"No, just think about it." Qiao Zhen said.

Cheng Deyuan complained: "Lu Jingchen is too strict. How can we beat his people? Do you want to beat him so meticulously? My waist is about to be broken. I have never encountered him so strict. People."

Gao Chi said: "Strictness is a good thing. In the future, we are going to the army, and we may face many difficult and dangerous tasks. Now every minute of rigorous training may be an opportunity to save our lives. General Lu requires this. We are responsible for our lives."

When Cheng Deyuan heard this, he mumbled two sentences: "Okay, OK, you are reasonable."

Qiao Zhen pursed his lips for a moment. Gao Chi's words were good, but why did Lu Jingchen concentrate on their class?

Maybe it is the ability of this class, in Lu Jingchen's opinion, is too inferior, so Lu Jingchen needs to devote time and energy to improve everyone's ability?

Well, no matter what, training with peace of mind is the business.

After Qiao really thought about these questions, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Cheng Deyuan murmured a few words and fell asleep wittily as everyone stopped responding.

Although training in military academies is strict, there are still times for relaxation.

Half a day a week can go out and take vacations. At the end of each month, there are two days of concentrated going out and vacation time. Compared with the previous training and screening, it is quite humane.