Chapter 81: Tough

Nan Zhiyan, who had already turned around and walked away, was far from being as calm as he appeared.

But soon, she found that her guess was not wrong.

It was still a physical training class. Because the military exercise was about to begin, the frequency of physical training classes began to increase.

The moment he stepped into the training ground, Nan Zhiyan felt a familiar gaze.

She looked over and sure enough, it was Lin Zhiheng.

But this time, it was Lin Zhiheng who first looked away.

Nan Zhiyan's eyes fell on the gauze on Lin Zhiheng's nose and the small wounds on the other's face.

Nan Zhiyan pursed his lips and curled his hanging hands slightly.

But she still walked over and stopped in front of Lin Zhiheng. When she looked closer, the wound on Lin Zhiheng's face looked even more horrific.

"Student Lin, your real-name registration information has not been given to me yet."

Hearing Nan Zhiyan's voice, Lin Zhiheng, who had already lowered his head, lowered it even lower. He was very afraid that Nan Zhiyan would see him in his current state.

"I see."

He lowered his head and replied in a muffled voice. A familiar scent lingered around him, but he couldn't look. It was not until after this incident that he realized that feelings also have right and wrong.

Lin Zhiheng's eyes were slightly red, just like his feelings for Nan Zhiyan, which might become a burden to Nan Zhiyan.

"Student Lin, go to the infirmary and get some treatment. You are in the same group with the young master, and it is not okay for you to go to the battlefield like this."

Nan Zhiyan did not leave just like that. When the list was announced yesterday, everyone knew that Lin Zhiheng was also in the same group with Lu Yanjing.

After hearing these words, the eyes of the people around looked at Lin Zhiheng and changed again.

"It's time to treat him. Don't let him get in trouble if he keeps looking like this."

"He's really lucky. He was assigned to the same group as Master Ulaf, and Luo Xin as well."

"Who says it's not true? If we team up with Master Ulraf, we're sure to win."

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The sour air around him could almost drown Lin Zhiheng, but this was exactly the scene Nan Zhiyan wanted.

Although being in a group with Lu Yanjing would cause envy, no one would dare to do anything to Lin Zhiheng and Luo Xin at this time.

The exercise team has a collective responsibility system. If one person fails to participate in the exercise due to an accident, the entire team will be disqualified.

Injuries to team members will also affect the final results.

"But Senior Nan is still as concerned about Master Ulraf as ever."

Someone sighed softly, and those who were talking just now fell silent after hearing this.

Why do you say it so openly? Although it is an open secret that Senior Nan likes Master Ulaf, what if Senior Nan hears it if you say it so openly?

Everyone looked at Nan Zhiyan again, this time with a sense of pity and compassion.

Lin Zhiheng quickly looked up at Nan Zhiyan with a complicated look, but quickly lowered his eyes.

He had also heard that Nan Zhiyan liked the high and mighty heir of Duke Ulraf.

Yes, how could the short three months he and Ayan spent together compare to the childhood sweetheart friendship between Ayan and that person.

"Um."

Lin Zhiheng felt a sour taste in his mouth, and after a long while, he could only utter this one word.

After Nan Zhiyan finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the A-level students' team.

"Ah Yan, why do you care about him? He is in the same group with Brother Lu anyway, so let Brother Lu take care of it himself."

Ji Xun pouted, his tone was sour. Ah Yan only cared so much about him because he was related to Lu Yanjing.

Nan Zhiyan did not respond to this sentence. After all, she didn’t really care about Lu Yanjing.

"Miss Taran is still so attentive."

On the stands, Luo Wen sighed.

But Lu Yanjing seemed not to hear it, and instead looked at Lin Zhiheng. After a moment, he looked away.

"She likes it, am I right?"

Looking at the scene below, Lu Yanjing asked in a low voice.

Hearing this question, Rowan was stunned for a moment and didn't dare to answer. Who is the young master asking about? Miss Taran? Or Miss Una?

After all, Miss Una is not here today.

But it's no secret that you two like the young master. Why would the young master suddenly ask such a strange question?

In the stands, Ji Xun was reminded that the training was about to begin, and Nan Zhiyan also tied up her hair.

This training was almost the same as the last one, until the first generation mecha training was over, the arena was raised, and the names on the panel began to scroll.

The moment the panel stopped, Nan Zhiyan's breathing stagnated slightly, and then he looked suddenly towards Ji Lan in the center of the ring.

On the panel corresponding to Ji Lan, there was Lin Zhiheng's name.

Noticing Nan Zhiyan's gaze, Ji Lan also looked over, raised his eyebrows and smiled at Nan Zhiyan.

I don't know what he was thinking about, but he casually threw away the cigarette he had just taken out and was about to light.

Ji Lan did it on purpose. If Nan Zhiyan was just suspicious before, now he is 100% sure that Ji Lan knows something.

The person who chose Wei Shenglin gave up his rights as soon as he stepped onto the stage.

So everyone's eyes fell on Lin Zhiheng again.

"Hey, don't be stupid, give up now. If you get beaten stupid by Master Hisoka, Master Ulraf will be in trouble with you."

Lin Zhiheng ignored the advice coming from beside him. He looked at the figure in the middle of the ring with an ambiguous look in his eyes.

With a gloomy face and his hands wrapped in bandages, Lin Zhiheng still walked up.

"It's quite tough."

As soon as Ji Lan uttered four words, he raised his hand and attacked.

But this time, unexpectedly, Lin Zhiheng blocked Ji Lan's attack.

This made Ji Lan, who was originally in a playful mood, become a little serious. Then he ruthlessly grabbed Lin Zhiheng's wrist and pressed it down hard.

With a "click" sound, Lin Zhiheng's wrist was broken by Ji Lan.

But Lin Zhiheng did not cry out, and his other hand still waved towards Ji Lan tenaciously.

In the next few minutes, everyone witnessed what a one-sided massacre looked like.

Today's Ji Lan was more violent and bloody than any other time. Even a blind person could tell that something was wrong.

Young Master Hisoka is deliberately targeting this E-level student. Others may be concerned about Lin Zhiheng and Young Master Ulaf teaming up, but Young Master Hisoka obviously does not have this concern.

Even Wei Shenglin frowned. Something was wrong with Ji Lan today.

Looking at the man who was beaten to death, Nan Zhiyan remained expressionless, but his nails unconsciously dug deep into the palm of his hand, causing waves of pain.

But she couldn't move, because she knew very well that Colonel Luo Wen would not watch someone being beaten to death by Ji Lan.

"Master Hisoka, that's enough."

Sure enough, the next moment after this thought came to his mind, Luo Wen jumped and appeared on the ring.

At the same time, he blocked Ji Lan's attack and gave a stern reminder.

Ji Lan stopped what he was doing, but the cruelty in his eyes had not yet dissipated.

After taking a look at the man who was knocked to the ground, Ji Lan took out a cigarette and lit it.