Two laps is four kilometers, and you have to carry twenty kilograms of weight—this is no joke. However, he didn't dare complain at all, only loudly replying, "Yes!"
Then he quickly ran back to the line and continued training. His movements were more serious, and his eyes were more focused, as if he wanted to vent all his resentment on the training.
But in his heart he was thinking, "Rong Zhigao's sister is so dark-skinned. What fairy? She's a total black girl."
It wasn't just him; all his comrades in the class shared the same thought: the more they had anticipated it during the day, the more disappointed they were now.
Seeing Xie Yuncheng's performance, Rong Zhigao couldn't help but shake his head and laugh smugly.
At this moment, Hua Yan walked towards them, glanced at the dark-skinned Rong Jiaojiao, and then looked at Rong Zhigao: "Is this your sister?"
Rong Zhigao nodded: "Yes, Captain!"
"I heard you're no match for your sister?"
Today, he overheard Xie Yuncheng and the others talking about Rong Zhigao's younger sister. They said that Rong Zhigao was not as good as their ten-year-old sister. Out of curiosity, he spent the whole afternoon staring at the training field.
Seeing his younger sister looking at him, Rong Zhigao smiled sheepishly: "Captain, I was just bragging."
Hua Yan, who wasn't listening to Rong Zhigao's boasting, turned to Rong Jiaojiao and asked, "Little sister, which of your brother's words is true?"
Rong Jiaojiao had never actually fought anyone before. Considering that her body had been modified by the secret realm and medicinal bath, and considering her own strength and martial arts skills, she felt that if she fought her older brother, he might not necessarily be her match.
She decisively said, "My brother is no match for me."
Seeing Rong Jiaojiao's dark complexion, he knew she must have practiced a lot, and he believed her words to some extent.
He knew that there were many talented people in the world, and he never looked down on anyone. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Want to have a fight with me?"
Rong Zhigao panicked: "No, Captain, she's just a child, don't bully her!"
Rong Zhigao quickly stepped in front, fearing that Hua Yan might impulsively confront Rong Jiaojiao.
Rong Jiaojiao patted Rong Zhigao and said, "Brother, this uncle is no match for me."
Rong Jiaojiao was telling the truth. She could tell that Hua Yan had not cultivated internal energy and was not a Xuan cultivator. Not to mention being her opponent, even if he fought Rong Zhigao, Hua Yan would not be able to defeat Rong Zhigao.
Hua Yan's face darkened: "I'm only eight years older than your brother."
Rong Jiaojiao found it amusing. He didn't care about that; he said he couldn't beat her, but instead he complained that she had made him sound old.
Rong Jiaojiao changed her address: "Big brother!"
Hua Yan nodded: "Would the little girl like to have a spar?"
Rong Jiaojiao was eager to try, looking up at her older brother expectantly.
Seeing his confident demeanor, Rong Zhigao was worried that she wouldn't be able to defeat Hua Yan without using magic, but he thought that even if she couldn't win, Hua Yan wouldn't hurt her, so he agreed.
Seeing that Rong Zhigao had agreed, Hua Yan's eyes flashed with excitement. He pointed to the empty space to the side and said, "Little sister, please!"
This is the training ground for Team Three. Seeing that their captain was going to challenge a girl, they all looked over curiously.
The soldiers all knew Hua Yan's temper; once he issued a challenge, he was absolutely ruthless. They all stopped their training, gathered around, looked at Rong Jiaojiao curiously, and whispered among themselves.
"Can this little girl really fight the captain?"
"Don't joke around, our captain is a top fighter in our company, she's just a kid..."
"She might actually be quite capable, otherwise her brother wouldn't have let her go."
Rong Zhigao was still a little uneasy, but seeing Rong Jiaojiao's eager eyes, he could only pray that his sister wouldn't get hurt.
He whispered to her, "Jiaojiao, don't push yourself too hard. If you can't win, just admit defeat."
Rong Jiaojiao simply smiled slightly and nodded, her eyes revealing a sense of confidence.
He waved his hand, signaling everyone to step back and give the two of them enough space.
"Little girl, don't blame me for not warning you, I won't hold back." Hua Yan's voice was deep and powerful.
Rong Jiaojiao, however, was not afraid at all. She smiled slightly, assumed a defensive stance, and said, "Big brother, come on, I'm not afraid of you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Yan moved.
He moved with lightning speed, pouncing on Rong Jiaojiao like a cheetah, and slammed a punch into her shoulder.
This punch was just a test; he only used three-tenths of his strength. But if it had hit an ordinary person, they would have been in pain for half a day.
However, as if she had anticipated this, Rong Jiaojiao slightly shifted her body and skillfully avoided the punch.
Immediately afterwards, she slapped Hua Yan hard across the chest with her backhand.
This palm strike, though seemingly light and airy, contained a powerful force.
Hua Yan was surprised that the little girl could dodge his attack and immediately retaliate.
He quickly took a step back to steady himself, a look of seriousness flashing in his eyes.
"Good lad, you've got some skills." Hua Yan's voice carried a hint of approval; the little girl had become his catchphrase, "lad."
Rong Jiaojiao remained calm and composed. She adopted an attack stance, her eyes fixed on Hua Yan, and said, "Big brother, it's my turn to make a move next. Please pay attention."
After the initial probing, both had gauged each other's approximate strength; now, the real duel was about to begin.
Hua Yan nodded, and Rong Jiaojiao rushed towards him like a cannonball. Her speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see her movements.
With a leap, she traced an arc in the air and slammed her fist into Hua Yan's face.
A smile flickered in Hua Yan's eyes as he thought: "They're just kids with little combat experience; they charged in headfirst without thinking."
He reacted quickly, leaning back slightly to avoid the punch.
However, Rong Jiaojiao's actions did not stop. She flipped in the air and then kicked Hua Yan in the abdomen.
This kick was incredibly powerful, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.
Hua Yan was startled. He realized that Rong Jiaojiao's strength and speed far exceeded those of ordinary people, and were even more powerful than many adult soldiers he had seen.
He dared not be careless, and quickly crossed his hands in front of him, managing to take the kick head-on.
With a "bang," Hua Yan's body was shaken back a few steps, while Rong Jiaojiao also used the recoil to do a somersault and land.
In this exchange, Hua Yan was clearly at a disadvantage, and the surrounding soldiers booed their captain loudly.
Hua Yan rubbed his wrist and looked at Rong Jiaojiao: "Little girl, what kind of technique do you use to achieve this strength and speed?"
Rong Jiaojiao smiled slightly and said, "Big brother, I am a disciple of the Xuanqing Sect."
Rong Jiaojiao thought that Hua Yan couldn't possibly know what she was saying, but to her surprise, he exclaimed as if he had just realized something, "No wonder!"
He stared intently at Rong Jiaojiao, clearly more interested in their duel.
He assumed an attack stance again and said, "Then please go all out, little fairy, and let me witness the skills of the Xuanqing Sect disciples!"
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