Leng Yiyao followed the direction Walker pointed, and sure enough, she quickly found the training ground.

It was almost the same as the playground she imagined. It was a spacious, bright, plastic track. The only difference was that the surrounding area was covered with dense forest. From a distance, it looked like a football field specially opened in a virgin forest. Of course, the size of this training ground is exactly the same as that of a football field.

It is only the third class now, except for the students in the special class, most of the students in other surrounding classes are still honestly staying in the classroom.

In the distance, a woman in sportswear is demonstrating the use of an electric baton in the center.

"This is the most commonly used self-defense equipment for women. It is one of the most beneficial self-defense weapons for women with small strength and weak body." Considering that most girls wear veils when they go out, the school specially hires professional sparring coaches with high salary because girls are reluctant to exercise. She was also a woman, and sure enough, those girls felt a lot more comfortable in front of her.

Leng Yiyao stood in the distance and listened casually without approaching. As a result, many people didn't notice her hiding half of her body in the jungle.

"This thing is so troublesome, it's not enough to have a gun." As the only daughter of a powerful person, the girl who spoke looked at the electric baton, and a look of contempt flashed in her eyes. Even if there are gangsters, the bodyguards around her are enough to kill the other party. No matter how bad it is, there are guns that her family members have given her, so why bother.

"The word 'missing a gun' has a long history. This classmate is afraid that he has never experienced it before, so he said it so lightly." Not only can he be hired into Shengde, even if he is a sparring partner, he is not a soft persimmon. The girl's face turned red for a while, but she didn't dare to lose her temper.

"Interested students can try their hands first." While speaking, the female teacher was already distributing electric sticks.

For a time, the girls were very lively there.

Only Liao Sijie kept looking around, turning over and over in his hands to weigh the electric baton, absent-mindedly.

On the other hand, it is much simpler for the boys. Most of them took the sports equipment they were interested in and went to sweat.

Leng Yiyao looked bored, except for the content of the exercise, which was no different from the ordinary physical education class in the third year of high school.

Originally, this scene was quite harmonious. Leng Yiyao was about to continue to be a shadow figure and directly escaped the class. Who knew that a figure suddenly appeared beside her and ran past her.

When he fixed his eyes, he saw that it was a boy. He was standing in the middle of the open space in front of the girls. He glanced sharply at the group of little girls who were playing with electric batons, and his expression was fierce: "Who is the transfer student! Stand up for me!"

A cold drink shook the audience.

What the hell is this?

The training ground dedicated to the special class, how come a person from outside the class suddenly came in?

The boys stopped the movement in their hands and looked over inexplicably. When they saw Leng Yiyao who was still outside half of her body, and then looked at the arrogant boy who had just passed her by, their expressions suddenly became strange.

It's just that the boy who spoke loudly obviously didn't notice this, or his eyes were not very good. It's a transfer student, you can stand up for yourself!"

This tone....

Leng Yiyao looked at the sky suspiciously, feeling that she had suddenly fallen into a fake aristocratic school...