Return of the Phoenix Lady

When we arrived at the training center, almost everyone was already there.

Teacher Liu looked at everyone and said, "Okay! Now we will start the first experimental class. Now, students who practice magic, please stand on the left, and students who practice fighting spirit, please stand on the right. We will practice in groups." There was also a middle-aged man who looked stern standing next to Teacher Liu, but it was not known whether he was the teacher.

Shui Luochen looked at Han Xing unwillingly and said unwillingly: "Han'er, I don't want to be separated from you! Otherwise, I'd better practice fighting spirit too." That aggrieved look, coupled with his baby face, was somewhat pitiful. But who was Han Xing? She was used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women, so would she be fascinated by a face?

"Shui Luochen, you should go to the left!" Teacher Liu reminded him lightly from the front. Only then did he walk towards the left reluctantly, looking back every few steps.

"The person next to me is Teacher Zhang. He is responsible for teaching magic, and I am responsible for fighting spirit. He is also your vice-class teacher. He was busy a few days ago so he didn't come. You can find him if you have any problems when I'm not around. Everyone understands, right? Well, now the magic group will follow Teacher Zhang, and the fighting spirit group will follow me." After Teacher Liu introduced Teacher Zhang next to him, he took the students in the fighting spirit group away.

Han Xing and the others followed Teacher Liu to the outdoor training grounds. After getting into formation, Teacher Liu said, "We're training Dou Qi, which requires a larger space, so we're training outdoors. Of course, training Dou Qi is also more tiring, and it won't be as comfortable as the magic group. So, students, are you ready? Don't complain about the hardship during actual training!"

"We're ready!" the students said excitedly. This was their first time to experience Dou Qi, so they were naturally excited. However, they didn't know how hard it was to practice Dou Qi. Teacher Liu wondered if the students would still be so excited later.

"Very good! I hope you can always be so passionate! What is the prerequisite for practicing fighting spirit? Do you know?" Teacher Liu asked.

"Confidence!" a classmate answered.

"Confidence is one of them, what else?"

"will!"

"Any more?"

"talent!"

"Any more?"

"Dominating! Even if you're not strong enough, you still have to intimidate the others first!" It's true that enemies always come together! Han Xing looked at the arrogant Hong Baqiang and thought helplessly.

“…Student Hong Baqiang, do you know that when a warrior only has domineering aura but no real strength, he is just an empty shell with all the power. Such a person will only be eliminated from this continent where the strong are respected!” Teacher Liu looked at Hong Baqiang seriously, but there was a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"Physical fitness." Han Xing said lightly. She thought, if she didn't get to the point, she didn't know when this class would end.

"That's right! It's the physique!" Teacher Liu looked at Han Xing with admiration, then said, "Only with a strong physique can you unleash your fighting spirit without reservation and unleash the highest realm of a warrior! A strong physique..."

Han Xing suddenly felt a burning gaze on her back. She turned and saw Hong Baqiang? He was gazing at her with a ferocious expression, as if he wanted to peel her skin, tear her bones, eat her flesh, and drink her blood. Han Xing chose to ignore him. With this kind of person, the more you mess with him, the more excited he becomes. He won't stop until he's defeated. What a difficult person!

"I have said so much just to let you know that the first step in practicing fighting spirit is to exercise your physical fitness. So, students, from now on, run thirty laps around the training ground! The limit is one hour. Students who have not finished will have to add laps after class. I will supervise you. And in future classes, I will gradually increase the difficulty. Now, the timer starts!" After Teacher Liu finished speaking seriously, he went back to the side to rest, leaving a group of stunned students, and the complaints were endless.

"No way! Thirty laps? That's too much! This training ground is so big!" Han Xing took a look at the training ground. It was indeed a bit big, as big as two modern basketball courts.

"Teacher Liu, you're kidding, right? After running thirty laps, I'm at least half dead! And the sun's still so bright!"

"That's right! Teacher, please lower your standards! We definitely can't finish the race!"

"Ahhh! Why do I have to practice fighting spirit? Teacher, can I learn magic instead?"

"Keep talking nonsense, time waits for no one!" Teacher Liu said in the cool shade of the tree.

Feng Shang looked at Han Xing's thin body, lowered his head and blushed, and whispered: "Xinghan, if you can't run anymore, I can..." carry you! Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Han Xing.

"Feng Shang! Run! What are you doing standing there?" He looked up and saw that the person had already run out and was shouting at him. He looked around and saw that there were not many people left. Most of them had already rushed out. Jun's face turned redder and he could only run out with his head down.

Thirty laps—for Han Xing's modified body, it was as easy as eating. Yingchen had been trained by Mo Qingyuan before, so running was no problem for him. I just didn't know if Feng Shang could hold out. Never mind, I'll use a healing spell on you when you can't. With this thought in mind, Han Xing slowly ran forward, matching everyone else's pace.

Running at the front was Hong Baqiang, who occasionally glanced with disdain at the end of the group, where Han Xing was. Following him were his cronies. "Hmph! Running so fast now is a sheer waste of energy, especially in a marathon like this. You'll definitely run out of steam in the end. They only care about showing off their skills. Isn't that what they're called? Strong arms, simple brains."

Sure enough, after ten laps, they, who had been far ahead, were gradually overtaken by the students behind them and fell into the middle. Han Xing and the others were still running at the end of the group.

After fifteen laps, the team slowed down significantly, and Hong Baqiang and his companions even fell to the end of the team, but seemingly unintentionally blocked the way in front of Han Xing and the other two.

Han Xing frowned unhappily. These people were really bad. They would take him down with them even if they died. "Feng Shang, can you still run?" Han Xing quietly asked Feng Shang, who was panting beside him.

Feng Shang didn't exercise much to begin with, and since he was a foodie, his stamina wasn't very good either. It was already a good thing that he could keep up with Han Xing's pace. With his face flushed, he couldn't tell what was wrong with Han Xing anymore, and he panted and replied, "Still...still...can...run..."

"Then let's go and overtake them!" Han Xing also knew that Feng Shang was very tired, but if they were blocked by them all the time, they would have to run again after class!

“…Well…Okay…” Feng Shang looked at the row of people in front of him, swallowed hard, and answered.

"Let me pull you and run!" Han Xing didn't wait for Feng Shang to reply, he pulled his hand and ran forward, Ying Chen followed behind them.

Feng Shang's red face turned even redder. For some reason, the cool little hand holding his suddenly made him feel very comfortable. He felt less tired than before, and his mind recovered a little. He was a little curious why his hand was still cold after running for so long. Little did he know that Han Xing had cast a healing spell on him through the contact of her hand.

Gradually they overtook Hong Baqiang and his group and ran in the middle of the team.

Hong Baqiang had no choice but to glare at them fiercely.

After twenty laps, the distance between the teams widened. The students who were originally lagging behind ran to the front, Hong Baqiang and the others walked, while Han Xing and the other two still followed steadily in the middle of the team.

After 25 laps, even the top runner had to walk away, exhausted. They were wealthy people who didn't exercise much, so how could they have the stamina to make it all the way? Hong Baqiang and his group were even worse off. They'd already prepared for extra laps after class, but now lay on the ground, gasping for breath.

By the last lap, Han Xing couldn't slow down anymore because everyone had to walk, so she had to pretend to be very tired but very determined, and insisted on jogging the entire distance, reaching the finish line with Feng Shang and Ying Chen.