Interstellar boss brings his own dowry to ask for marriage

Fu Yiyi's personal ten-day holographic combat training has been completed, and today he officially starts 1V1 actual combat training with everyone in the class.

During the break after the mecha class, Lu Xinghe ran up to her like a servile boy.

"Yiyi, why don't you leave today? Don't you have to go to the holographic combat training hall?"

"Well, the instructor only gives me ten days, and I have to train with everyone after the end," Fu Yiyi took a sip of water and put the cup into the space.

"gather."

Following the instructor's command, everyone ran to their positions and stood in line.

"Starting with A-level mental strength, everyone run forward and begin supernatural power training."

Dozens of people marched in unison, but no sound was made. Fu Yiyi stole a glance at the special combat boots on his feet. "Well, they're really nice. Why didn't I notice them before? I'll go back and search online and stock up on a few pairs. They'll definitely be very useful when I kill Zerg in the future."

"Fu Yiyi stepped out."

"Here." Fu Yiyi stood out from the 2S team.

Zong Zheng Feiyu walked up to her and said, "You don't need to train your superpowers anymore. During this period, I will accompany you for combat training alone. If I'm not here, I will arrange for an instructor to train with you alone."

"Yes, Instructor."

Lu Xinghe watched the two men leave, his eyes almost blazing with anger, "You are so good, Zong Zheng Feiyu, you abuse your power for personal gain and take the opportunity to get close to Yi Yi. I will definitely beat you to a pulp in the future."

Zong Zheng Feiyu started training with Fu Yiyi.

"First let me see what you've mastered over the past ten days and knock me down."

Fu Yiyi looked at Zong Zheng Feiyu who was standing in front of him with his arms crossed, and went over in his mind the moves he had learned in the holographic training room these days. Finally, he walked up to him, grabbed Zong Zheng Feiyu's arm and planned to throw him over his shoulder.

As a result, Zong Zheng Feiyu's arm was held by her, but no matter how Fu Yiyi pushed forward, even if she used all her strength, Zong Zheng Feiyu just stood there motionless. This was only when Zong Zheng Feiyu cooperated and realized her intention and took the initiative to stretch out his arm.

The instructors who had picked up the joke in the past, finally saw Fu Yiyi appear in the individual training class again, and they all secretly glanced at them. When they saw Fu Yiyi hugging the marshal's arm again and again, using all his strength, they couldn't help but turn their backs and cover their faces with their hands and laughed again. They were afraid of affecting the training of the students, and they almost laughed to the point of hurting themselves.

"Okay, stop trying."

Hearing the sound above his head, Fu Yiyi also lost his temper and sat on the ground resignedly.

"I can see that you've memorized all the moves and know when to use each one, but you've only learned the form, not the momentum. You have no explosive power at all."

Fu Yiyi sat on the ground and looked up at him, "I know that too. The main reason is that there's no one to practice with me. What's the point of just practicing every move by myself?"

Looking at the somewhat depressed Fu Yiyi, Zong Zheng Feiyu squatted down and softened his tone, "I didn't mean to say anything about you. You've made great progress in the past ten days. From someone with absolutely no basic skills, to now knowing how to counter any opponent's moves, you've improved faster than any other man here."

"Really?" Fu Yiyi looked at the man in front of her with some disbelief. The man was much taller than her even when he was squatting.

Zong Zheng Feiyu couldn't help himself and reached out to gently rub her head.

"Of course, have I ever lied to you?" The tenderness in his eyes did not escape Fu Yiyi's eyes.

She raised her eyebrows: "Except for the ones I haven't discovered, that's not the case."

Lu Xinghe, who was watching this scene from a distance, almost went berserk. He regretted that he had provoked someone and lost to him a few days ago. Now he could only attend classes and train honestly and could do nothing else.

Fu Yiyi followed Zong Zheng Feiyu to a cushioned area.

"Now, it's your turn to attack me. See how I fight back. I might throw you a few times. I'll try to control my strength."

"Come on!" Zong Zheng Feiyu got into position and waited for Fu Yiyi's attack.

Ten minutes later, Fu Yiyi lay on the ground and could not get up again.

"I can't do it anymore, let me rest for a while." The weak voice made Zong Zheng Feiyu feel distressed, but this stage was inevitable. He bent his knees and sat down next to Fu Yiyi, looking down at her.

"Would you consider changing your major?"

"No." Although the voice was weak, it was extremely firm.

After resting for a while, Fu Yiyi stood up and continued to train, repeating the process of being thrown...

On Lu Xinghe's side, after completing the supernatural power training, he had a new group of training subjects for the actual 1V1 confrontation training. After everyone left, they were all bruised and swollen, and were cursing. As more and more people left, no one came on the field to seek abuse anymore.

"You, get down." The instructor pointed at Lu Xinghe mercilessly and drove him down. It was obvious that this guy was taking his anger out on others on purpose, and anyone with a discerning eye could see it.

After Lu Xinghe went down, others dared to go up to train. The rest who didn't want to go on stage found their regular sparring partners downstairs to learn from each other.

After the class, Fu Yiyi had difficulty walking. Zong Zheng Feiyu released a medical cabin from the space and planned to help Fu Yiyi go in for treatment.

Fu Yiyi was so frightened that he quickly waved his hands and sternly refused, "Isn't this the same one Lu Xinghe used?"

Zong Zheng Feiyu guessed what she was thinking and laughed angrily, "Don't worry, this is not the one Lu Xinghe slept on. This one is brand new and I haven't used it yet!"

"Oh oh." Fu Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief and was helped by Zong Zheng Feiyu to lie down in the medical cabin. A minute later, Fu Yiyi came out alive and kicking, which made her full of fantasies about the medical cabin again.

"This thing is good. I don't know if it's expensive. If it is, I should get one myself."

Fu Yiyi did not hide her greedy eyes for this thing, and Zong Zheng Feiyu stood beside her.

"Want it? This is for you, keep it!"

"Is it expensive?" Fu Yiyi looked up at him, only to see that the ice on this man's face, which had been like an icy mountain for many years, suddenly melted away. His slightly raised eyebrows showed that he was in a good mood at the moment. The smile between his eyebrows was so eye-catching that Fu Yiyi was stunned.

Zong Zheng Feiyu seemed to particularly enjoy patting her head. "Don't worry, with your four million yuan fortune, you can afford it. Besides, this is my reward to you, Ms. Bottle Opener."

Fu Yiyi, who had been dazzled by Zong Zheng Feiyu's smile, recalled the scene of the two of them absorbing the insect core together that day after hearing his words. "Don't say it, this guy's description is quite appropriate. She really is like a bottle opener, and a unique bottle opener in this galaxy."