The legendary defense class came so suddenly, like a tornado.

Moreover, it is not at all the "women's self-defense" mode of operation that Duan Moyan imagined.

The weather was fine. She was standing on the playground wearing a special sportswear. Because it was still early, the delicate purifier ladies were yawning and complaining softly. A group of colorful warblers and swallows were whispering in the shade of the trees.

Take shelter from the slightly scorching sun.

Duan Moyan stood at a high place. She stared at the tall soldiers. They dragged out a bunch of martial arts equipment from the truck, groaned, and moved it painstakingly into the gymnasium. The sweat on their muscles was illuminated by the sun.

It has to be slightly shiny.

only……

"Are you mistaken?" Duan Moyan couldn't help but call out to a soldier who came to her side. What he was carrying on his shoulders was not some fitness equipment, but a giant sandbag.

There were also other people carrying things not far away - swords, guns, clubs, axes, hooks and forks, boxing gloves, bows, arrows and darts.

She even saw a wooden mannequin for practicing Wing Chun.

"Are these really for us to use for defense lessons?"

Duan Moyan was very suspicious, wasn't the Council really planning to train female S.H.I.E.L.D. agents?

The soldier's dark face was flushed, and he stumbled back to her: "Master Jingzhu, yes, this is what the marshal ordered." After saying that, he ran away as if running away.

Yuan, Shuai - Duan Moyan touched his chin and chewed on these two words.

How many marshals are there in Oviwesia?

"What are those? They look so scary. I don't want to use them." Under the sun, a purifier girl bit her lips and said.

"I told Grandpa last night that the new teacher will not make things difficult for us." Another girl who seemed to be from a powerful family said, and she was quickly surrounded by people.

"Hey, do you know who is coming to class?"

"I heard he was a colonel..."

"Can I ask for leave? The sun is so bright."

Amidst the noisy and delicate discussion, Duan Moyan watched the martial arts equipment being transported in from a distance. The door of the gymnasium was opened, but no one wanted to invite them in.

However, after a second, Duan Moyan suddenly came back to her senses. She suddenly found that the soldiers who had been moving things had stopped moving at some point. They were lined up in two rows, maintaining a straight and standard military posture and motionless, as if

It's like being inspected.

In the empty playground, only the girls were making chirping noises. Duan Moyan was feeling strange when suddenly the big branches above their heads shook violently, and then the leaves fell like rain. Everyone screamed and were doused by the leaves.

Head and body all over.

"ah!"

"There are bugs!"

"Who!"

The girls screamed and their faces turned pale. They kept jumping and flapping their hair and clothes, describing themselves in a state of embarrassment.

The soldiers stood not far away with their hands folded, holding back their expressions and looking at them with smiles on their dark faces.

Duan Moyan was also shaking her hair hard. She could always get the leaves out of her neck, and she didn't know how they fell in.

"If there had been an ambush in the tree just now, you would have all been killed." A cold voice suddenly sounded.

Duan Moyan was holding her collar to shake off small leaves, and couldn't help but look up at the person who was speaking.

Not far away, Jing Yi walked out of the gymnasium. He was wearing a well-tailored black military uniform with bright epaulettes that refracted the metallic luster in the sun. The man was tall and handsome, with long silver hair scattered behind him. He was obviously in the same military uniform, but his

His temperament is completely different from that of other soldiers. Just standing there is like a cold sword unsheathed, and people can focus on him at a glance.

Jing Yi's eyes swept across the group of embarrassed girls, and when they were stared at by his cold gaze, everyone fell silent, as if seeing an eagle's chickens, their arrogance suddenly extinguished.

"Starting from today, I will be responsible for the armed defense class of all purifiers. It will last for two months. After the end, you must get an A-level evaluation from me. Leave is not allowed without special circumstances. I will not use the standards of soldiers to ask you.

, and please don’t treat others according to your own standards.”

Jing Yi said lightly, his face was always expressionless when he spoke, and his ice blue eyes brought an invisible pressure of indifference.

"During class time, I am not the legion commander, and you are not the purifier. We are just a teacher-student relationship. Don't try to use your status as an elder in the family to convince me." He paused, and his voice was like gold and stone, "What I teach

You may not need it for a long time, but I hope it’s the day you don’t need it.”

Most of the girls didn't react at all. They were stunned by the rain of leaves. Only Duan Moyan stood at the front of the team, thinking about what Jing Yi said.

"Marshal, does the A-level evaluation refer to the weapons inside?" After learning eighteen martial arts in two months, she found it a bit confusing.

Jing Yi seemed surprised that she would take the initiative to speak. The two looked at each other for a while through the shadows of the trees. Duan Moyan couldn't see any emotion in his deep and steady eyes. After a while, he first looked away.

"It's too early for you, let's start by laying a solid foundation." Jing Yi said coldly, "Get ready to start running as a warm-up."

All the pampered, well-dressed purifier girls would never have thought that just because of a peeping pigeon that broke in in the middle of the night, they would have to resume the physical exercise they had lost for who knows how long - 800 meters.

Their eyes were blurred with sweat, their delicately styled hair was messed up, and the makeup on their faces was smudged. They had never been so embarrassed. The only good thing was that they were wearing sneakers and didn't have to run barefoot.

Duan Moyan's breath was slightly confused. She kept running at a constant speed in front of the team. The girls behind were scattered, and the slowest one was already half a circle behind. Compared with her, the condition of the others was really not that good.

It's very difficult to keep up.

Duan Moyan ran all the way through the curve of the playground and saw Jing Yi standing there motionless. His left hand wearing a white glove was holding the hilt of the sword, and his right hand was hanging down naturally. His figure was as straight as a glacier. Duan Moyan couldn't help but

She quietly glanced at him twice. At this moment, his calm blue eyes turned to stare at her, and Duan Moyan quickly ran away.

At the end of the 800-meter run, half of the girls collapsed on the ground without any image. Duan Moyan was the only one who was still able to move. She was busy handing out water and towels to these national treasures.

"Are you okay?" Duan Moyan fanned the air with her hands and looked at Nan Mu, whose face was red and leaning on her shoulder, dying.

"Sir, please leave me alone and leave quickly. I'm hopeless. Run away..." Nanmu struggled.

Duan Moyan laughed.

But Jing Yi refused to let them do what they wanted. His cold voice came along the wind: "Everyone get up and walk around the playground."

"You...you..." Lydia stretched out a finger and stared at him, unable to finish her words.

Yesterday, the girls were still marveling at the general's beauty. Today, no one wants to see him.

The purifiers staggered forward, several of them had difficulty even moving their legs, and their hair was disheveled and covered in sweat. Many male teachers from the college stood watching from a distance, with worried and disapproving eyes.

"General, ladies don't get enough exercise. You can't be so strict on the first day of class. What if something goes wrong?" a young male lecturer said in dissatisfaction.

Jing Yi lowered his eyes and glanced at the frail young man in front of him, expressionless: "Are you strict?"

He pointed to the two rows of soldiers behind him who had been standing in a military posture on standby: "They daily run 10,000 meters with a load of 20 kilograms, do 500 arm strength training, bear the weight for two hours under the scorching sun, do martial arts training and free fighting for three hours, and continue long-distance running at night for another hour.

Wanmi, do you think it’s strict?”

The thin young man couldn't help but take half a step back, his lips moved and he was speechless.

Jagged Legion Su Bing is well-deserved...

Jing Yi turned his head and faced the wretched purifier girls: "The war has no advantages, except for its end."

"War is also cruel. If you want to survive from the devil, you can only turn yourself into a devil."

…

The girls walked along the playground for about a circle and a half, during which no one dared to say another word to dissuade them. Everyone was afraid of the youngest commander of the three armed forces in history, not only because of his family background, but also because of this man's terrifying strength.

In the personal kill list, the name of the champion has not changed so far.

Jing Yi walked towards the soldiers.

"Wait a moment!"

His steps paused, and he felt a figure approaching him quickly, caught by the wind.

"Marshal, she's about to suffer from heatstroke. Can we take a break?" Duan Moyan opened her arms to stop him, like a young bird trying to stretch its wings.

Behind her, Lidya was standing on the roadside holding pale Nanmu. Jingyi walked over and quickly checked the girl's condition, then waved to the soldiers to take her to the infirmary.

"Everyone rests."

He lowered his eyes and glanced at Duan Moyan's cheeks that were flushed due to exercise, and lingered on the sweat on the tip of her nose for a second. His long silver eyelashes trembled and he looked away.

"The physique is too weak." After saying this, the man turned and left.

Duan Moyan stood there inexplicably, watching Jing Yi's back disappear before his eyes.

Didn’t that sentence just now refer to her?

Duan·Doomsday Team’s jungler, Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu·Mo Yan: Expressed dissatisfaction.

Because this class made up for more than half a month of exercise, all the girls who were purifiers complained and became half-disabled.

When school was over, Duan Moyan found that there were many people from prominent families who were ready to complain to their elders face to face.

But...she always felt that the marshal was not afraid.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I'm leaving first." Nan Mu came out of the infirmary, her face still pale. Her family asked for two days' leave from the school.

Duan Moyan patted her shoulder: "It's okay, go home and have a good rest."

The little girl nodded, looked back at her, and slowly walked towards a strong man at the school gate. That was Nanmu's intended fiancée, from a family of sergeants in District 2. It seemed that his bloodline came from Siberian tigers, and he had a long

Must be very strong and tall.

Duan Moyan fell into deep thought as she looked at the nearly forty centimeters height difference between the two, as well as the other's muscular arms, which were thicker than Nanmu's thighs.

If a rabbit marries a tiger, what will happen?

She thought as she walked out of the school. There was no distinction between high and low in the college. Everyone needed a license to enter and exit through the gate. It was the time when school was over. Many young people driving luxury cars and lecturers in robes were there.

Lingering at the door.

The two girls beside him whispered something, Duan Moyan looked in the direction, and sure enough he spotted Jing Yi.

Because an intrusion drone was discovered on the campus, he was checking the access conditions. He turned his head to talk to a junior soldier guarding the gate. He wore an extra military cap than when he was on the playground, covering his dazzling silver hair.

Wearing a wide jet black cloak, the figure looks straight and slender.

Duan Moyan's impression of Jing Yi was still in District 9, when he led several terrifying fighter jets to rescue her. Although he didn't talk much, he didn't feel easy to get along with either.

After getting along with her in this class, this guess was confirmed by her. It is indeed difficult to get along with her.

There was a constant flow of people at the school gate. At this moment, an old man who was cleaning in blue overalls walked through the gate with his hunched back. However, he was bumped by a strong fiancée and walked crookedly in the direction of Jing Yi.

Fall down.

Those are the old people who are responsible for the sanitation and cleaning of the college. They are all selected by the Senate, and most of these old people are disabled, deaf and mute, from poor families, and have non-threatening herbivore genetic blood. This is a major part of the government's charity work every year.

focus.

But the problem is that she has just experienced the marshal's indifference. All powerful children from the central government do not look down upon the poor. Duan Moyan was shocked when she looked at the sword that was always on Jing Yi's waist.

But in the next moment, Jing Yi, who originally thought he was trying to avoid him, stopped moving and stretched out his arm, causing the old man to bump into her.

"Be careful when you walk." He lowered his eyes and supported the thin old man to stand with both hands. His expression did not change, as if what he said was: redouble your training.

All this happened in less than two seconds. When Duan Moyan came to his senses, he returned to his paralyzed appearance, turning his head to talk to the soldiers beside him, as if nothing had happened at all.

In the crowd of people coming and going, the rickety old man whispered his thanks and walked through A, B, C and D with a broom, like a humble drop of water flowing into the river and the sea, no one would take a second look.

Duan Moyan blinked, it was really strange.

She was surprised in her heart. She thought that someone like Jing Yi, who had a heart made of ice and a body made of snow and ice, would be very arrogant. What's more, he was born into a noble family. It was not like she had never seen those nobles who looked down on nobles from low-income areas in the academy.

Children.

Unexpectedly, this man was completely different from what she expected. It seems that as long as he does not disobey him in the future, the commander of the three armies is not completely unkind.

Duan Moyan felt inexplicably in a good mood.

But the next day, the head teacher sent her a separate class notice through the terminal.

[Dear Master Jingzhu, as agreed by the parliament, today the legion commander will give you individual intensive teaching. If you have any questions, please contact me~]
Chapter completed!