63: Military training in the middle of the night is life-threatening

Shen Bei, with a flutter, immediately adopted a defensive stance.

He looked warily towards the door.

Initially, he thought Yu Hao, having been humiliated, was seeking revenge in a fit of rage late at night.

But after the light came on,

the person was not Yu Hao, but a burly man in a Military uniform, like a strong, ancient pine tree.

His facial features were firm and distinct, with thick, sword-like eyebrows, a straight nose, and a sharply defined jaw.

A cold glint flashed in the Military man's eyes, and he looked displeased: "This is infuriating! Your house number fell off, and you didn't even bother to fix it, causing me to kick in the door of Villa No. 9!"

Shen Bei: ".".

Then, the Military man said with a forced smile:

"I am your Military training instructor, General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan!"

"Of course, you can also call me 'Devil' Instructor."

"Three minutes! Assemble on the training ground for Military training immediately! One second late means extra training!"

After speaking,

the Military man turned and left.

While Shen Bei was still bewildered, he heard the door of the opposite villa being kicked open, followed by Yu Qiuyi's scream and the Military man's shouting orders for training.

Shen Bei sniffed: "This… I thought midnight Military training was a joke, but they're serious."

He quickly put on his clothes and ran to the training ground.

Under the dark night, the training ground was brightly lit.

Many Military instructors were already there, hands clasped behind their backs, looking like wolves or tigers, observing the arriving students with playful expressions.

Shen Bei said nothing, finding a spot at the back of a line.

He paused when he saw the students around him.

Qi Chuanyu, Liao Zhongyang, Niu Yanben, and Du Ziteng were all standing in the same row as Shen Bei.

Du Ziteng yawned and said lazily: "This is such a hassle. Who has Military training at midnight? It's so inhumane."

This statement was met with nods of agreement from the others.

Military training should just be a formality, nothing too serious.

Liao Zhongyang mumbled: "I heard that last year's Military training was supervised by the school's own teachers. Why did they invite Military personnel this time? What's gotten into them?"

Qi Chuanyu grumbled: "These officers are all perverts; we're in for a tough time."

Niu Yanben whispered mockingly: "What, scared? Take out your white underwear, hang it on a branch, and raise it high, hey."

"Why are you everywhere?" Qi Chuanyu's temper flared, his face displeased: "Be careful in the future, don't get ambushed!"

Niu Yanben snorted: "You haven't even become a Martial Artist yet and you're already acting tough, huh? Ambush me? If you've got the guts, do it now, hey!"

"Damn you!" Qi Chuanyu pulled up his sleeves: "Want to go at it?"

They were already fuming from being called for Military training in the middle of the night, and a few words were enough to spark a confrontation.

"Afraid of you?"

Niu Yanben glanced sideways, his neck stiff: "Old Du, go get him, hey!"

"No, no!" Liao Zhongyang rushed over to break up the fight: "This is Military training; we could get made into an example!"

Qi Chuanyu glared: "Liao Zhongyang! Whose side are you on? Get over here!"

Seeing the situation, Shen Bei realized these four idiots were about to fight, so he quickly stepped back a few paces.

They must be out of their minds.

Fighting in this situation, would the officers tolerate such softness from them?

Don't drag me into this.

The shouting immediately caught the attention of the instructors at the front.

They were highly amused, barely suppressing their laughter.

Several officers immediately ran over and punched and kicked the four idiots, pulling them apart.

It was a barrage of solid blows, causing the four fools to wail and cry out.

However, the officers' methods of beating people were quite professional.

They injured without breaking bones.

They looked bruised and swollen, but there were no internal injuries.

After capturing the four, they were escorted to the center of the field like condemned prisoners.

"Interesting."

At this moment, General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan's leather shoes clicked as he walked, his gaze sweeping over them.

"That's not right, I remember there were five students in the last row."

General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan's gaze passed over the other students and landed on Shen Bei.

Shen Bei: ".".

What does this have to do with me!

Shen Bei quickly waved his hand, putting on a 'strangers passing by' expression: "I don't know them."

"Do you believe that yourself?" General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan snorted, the warning in his eyes growing stronger: "You delicate little darling, step forward!"

Shen Bei rolled his eyes.

He slowly, reluctantly, walked to the center of the field.

Looking at the four big idiots, he felt a surge of anger.

He was still caught in the crossfire.

General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan temporarily ignored the five and turned to face the other students.

His deep voice rang out:

"This surprise Military training, some of you must be unhappy, but you'll have to suck it up!"

"I don't care what education you received before, or what temptation led you to want to become a Martial Artist."

"In my eyes, a Martial Artist has only one mission: to protect the country and eradicate the catacombs!"

"Any other value associated with a Martial Artist is utter nonsense! My mission today is to destroy your corrupt thoughts of glory and wealth!"

"Don't think that just because you got into a Martial Arts university, you can be arrogant and look down on others."

"Today, if I don't train you like dogs, you'll never know how useless you are!"

"Ten laps! Start running! Run until you vomit blood if you have to! If you can't run, drop out!"

"The country doesn't need useless people!"

"Begin!"

A Martial Arts university's training ground was not an ordinary one; it was much larger than those of regular schools.

2000 meters per lap!

Even though the students of the Martial Arts university had relatively high attributes,

Physique did not entirely equate to stamina.

Moreover, the superficial attribute values did not equal the true attribute values.

There was still difficulty.

A chorus of groans rose from the students, but they could only begin running laps one after another.

General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan turned to look at Shen Bei and the others, his face expressionless: "All the top-ranked students from the Martial Arts are here; truly a rare sight."

"I like students who cause trouble; it makes Military training especially interesting."

"You guys—" General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan curled his lips, paused, and then said ominously: "Twenty laps, absolutely no problem, right?"

Shen Bei raised his hand and said: "I'm just collateral damage; their fight had nothing to do with me, okay?"

General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan's face instantly became furious: "If your teammates were in danger in the catacombs, would that also have nothing to do with you, would you just watch coldly! Tell me, would you!"

"This… this is different."

"What's different!"

Shen Bei was somewhat speechless, unable to retort.

"Start running!"

General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan gave the order.

Shen Bei sighed, thinking that he should stay far away from these four jinxes in the future.

From a collective perspective, this task was absolutely impossible to complete, Shen Bei knew this well, so he didn't try to act tough.

After the five of them ran 15 laps, they were truly exhausted.

One after another, they vomited and collapsed, or stopped, or even fainted, and Shen Bei also slumped to the ground.

General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan walked over, looked at them, bent down, stretched out a hand, and grabbed Liao Zhongyang by the collar, lifting him completely off the ground, suspended, his gaze piercing.

"What are you?" His voice was low.

Liao Zhongyang remained silent.

"What are you?!" General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan asked again, his gaze sharp, his voice not violent but full of pressure.

Liao Zhongyang held his breath for a long time, finally speaking: "I am a freshman."

"No, you are a useless person, a useless person with only superficial attributes who cannot fully utilize his true attributes! A useless person who will almost certainly get his teammates killed if he enters the catacombs in the future."

Liao Zhongyang's entire expression froze for a moment, then he struggled violently: "I won't!"

"You will, because you are a useless person, you couldn't even run ten laps." General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan's entire gaze suddenly became violent, "Come on, say it, say you are a useless person, if you say it ten times, I will let you go back to sleep."

Liao Zhongyang remained silent.

"Useless person." As he spoke, General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan let go.

Liao Zhongyang, already exhausted, collapsed to the ground.

"What about you?" General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan looked at Qi Chuanyu.

"I… whatever." Qi Chuanyu said.

"Hahaha," General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan laughed, then turned to Du Ziteng, "What about you?"

"I'm not." This was shouted, Du Ziteng seemed extremely averse to the word, his initial reaction somewhat intense.

General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan turned back and pointed to the track, "Finish running."

"I…" Du Ziteng struggled for a moment, stood up, his body swaying.

General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan approached, looking down into his eyes, "Do you see? No matter how stubborn you are, you are still a useless person, someone like you, if you were my teammate in the future, you would surely get me killed… You would surely get many people killed, including yourself."