Seeing everyone's hesitant expressions, Fu Que rolled up his sleeves, "Don't want to run? That's fine. As long as you beat me, you don't have to run."

"Anyone want to try it?" Fu Que looked at the crowd and extended an invitation.

No one answered.

They still remember that Fu Que beat Chen Xingyu to the hospital a few days ago, they couldn't even beat Chen Xingyu, so how could they beat her?

In the silence, Chen Xingyu stood up and took off his coat.

Just when the cadets thought he was going to challenge Fu Que again, Chen Xingyu took the lead and ran around the field.

Chen Xingyu: "I can't beat it, I'll run away first."

Military cadets: "..."

Seeing that Chen Xingyu was running, they had no choice but to keep up.

Fu Que stood in the middle of the field and watched quietly.

At the beginning, everyone's running speed was about the same, and the whole team looked neat from a distance.

But after running 20 laps, everyone gradually widened the gap.

The fast ones, such as Chen Xingyu, have already run 29 laps, leaving the others far behind; the slow ones have only run 23 laps at this time, and they are already a little out of breath.

Seeing that the last few people gradually started to perform poorly and ran slower and slower, Fu Quiyou added: "The last ten will be punished, and the punishment will be doubled if they don't finish."

Her voice is not loud, but enough to be heard by the audience.

"!"

As soon as these words came out, not only the last few students started to speed up, but even the students running in the front row couldn't help speeding up, for fear that they would be overtaken.

No one knew what the punishment was, but Fu Que was a ruthless person who could even run 15,000 meters to warm up. The punishment she spoke of was unimaginable.

No one wants to be punished.

For a moment, everyone spared no effort as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and ran wildly.

You chase after me, serious introversion.

This also caused almost everyone to reach the limit in the last ten laps. Everyone ran with hideous faces and black eyes.

After finally running 50 laps, their legs no longer belonged to them. After walking limply for two steps, they fell directly to the ground and lay flat on the spot.

Fu Que looked at the students lying dead all over the ground, and frowned, "Are you really in fifth grade?"

Chen Xingyu who was also standing: "That's right."

Fu Que showed disgust: "Too weak."

She originally thought that the class would start after the warm-up, and continue what Ren Yuzhou hadn't taught before, but seeing the state of these students, Fu Que felt that it was necessary to strengthen their physical training first.

A group of students trembled and dared not speak.

They don't know how they survived until the end of get out of class, and every minute and every second of class time seems extraordinarily long.

Never before had any class exhausted them physically and mentally like this actual combat class, and they wanted to escape frantically.

There is no muscle in everyone's body that is not sore, and even the simplest steps become extremely difficult.

Fu Que was more hard-hearted than all the teachers they had ever met.No matter how strict the other teachers are, when they are exhausted, the teachers will open the net and occasionally release water.

But not Fu Que.

Facing the wailing of the students, Fu Que remained indifferent.

With the softest and cute face, she said the cruelest words.

"One more group."

Like the moan of the devil.

A group of young and well-built young people were forced to collapse, exhausted like dogs.

When Fu Que said that class was over, everyone seemed to hear the sound of nature and came alive.

After this lesson, no one dares to underestimate Fu Que.

Those who thought that Shinjuku's thin arms and legs were easy to bully at first glance also shed tears of regret.

What kind of easy target is this? This is clearly the Great Demon King.

Just as the students were about to leave like walking corpses, the Great Demon King spoke again: "Just count down the dozens who finished running and stay."

The ten people who were named seemed to be choked by the throat of fate. They watched the others slip away quickly, feeling uneasy.

Wouldn't it be to make them run another 50 laps?

they thought nervously.

Fu Que glanced over one by one, and his eyes stayed on a young man with black hair and black eyes.

"I seem to have seen you before." Fu Que thought.

"Maybe in the dormitory?" The person who was pointed out felt a chill down his back.

"Oh, I remembered," Fu Que suddenly said, "The one who got stuck in the dormitory on the night of the report at the beginning of school."

"...Yes, it's me." He didn't expect Fu Que to remember himself after so long.

"What's your name?"

"Wu Chen."

Fu Que nodded, "You guys are too weak in physical fitness, you have to be more diligent than others. Starting tomorrow, Wu Chen, you will bring nine of them here to run 50 laps every morning."

The ten people's eyes widened when they heard the words: "?!"

Good guy, instead of running 50 laps again, have to run 50 laps every day after that!

"Run for a semester?" Someone asked weakly.

Fu Que: "Run until the next practical lap is not in the bottom ten."

They immediately understood that only by running the countdown can they stop running every day.

In order not to run 50 laps every day, they must run faster and surpass the people in front.But the rest of the class will not sit still, and probably run as hard as they can.

When the time comes, people will be crushed, and people will be crushed to death.

No one should think about it until the end.

What kind of devil teaching is this?

What kind of devil teacher is this!

All ten people looked at Fu Que with horror in their eyes.

Immediately after Class Two of the fifth grade of the Mecha Combat Department was dismissed, someone posted the news that Fu Que had taken over as the fifth grade combat class teacher to the military academy forum.

"The teacher who took over the fifth grade practical class has appeared! You will never guess who it is!"

The title makes people feel a little bit excited.

Many people opened the post with curiosity.

I saw the landlord said: It's Fu Ci!Our dormitory building supervisor!Can't think of it?

People who eat melons:?

This is really impossible to guess.

What's even more unexpected is that in this post, many students from Class 5, Class 2 came forward to speak out, complaining that Fu Que not only arranged a lot of training content to torture their bodies, but also suppressed them psychologically.Their self-esteem, thinking they are too weak, can be called a double blow.

Looking at the long list of training content in the class they listed, other people who have never attended Fu Que class were stunned——

45L: Isn't it, so scary?!

46L: ...with such a great intensity, how are you guys doing?

47L: Not so good...

48L: It's useless...

49L: Does Shinjuku care about her as a devil?

50L: I admit that I spoke a little louder to Ren Yuzhou before. Fu Ci is the most strict teacher in the Federal Military Academy!

51L: A weak question, does Fu Ci only teach this year's fifth grade, or will he be responsible for the fifth grade practical classes in the future?

52L: +1 for wondering!This is very important to this fourth-grade rookie "shivering".

53L: Going upstairs, she said that she only teaches this year.

Seeing this, the mecha combat students of other grades breathed a sigh of relief, but the fifth graders were not so lucky——

57L: The fifth grader is already scared before class starts.

58L: I glanced at the class schedule. There will be a practical class tomorrow.

59L: Is it too late to start running now?

At this time, the ten people who were detained also posted the content of the punishment, and the post was full of mourning.

70L: Huh?50 laps per day???

71L: She is forcing us to roll...

72L: Let me die.

73L: I'm sorry everyone, I really don't want to run 15,000 meters every day. We are opponents on the day of the actual combat class, and I won't "catch fists" mercilessly.

74L: Upstairs?Shouldn't we unite together and fight against it?!

75L: Resistance?With what to resist?By the head?

76L: Oh, by the way, Teacher Fu Ci said that if you win her, you don’t need to run. suggest 74L to try.

77L: ...Ah, pretend I didn't say that.

...

Bai Ya also saw this post.

He just ran 15,000 meters while he was out of class, and opened the military academy forum while taking a walk.

Now his body has gradually got used to the high-intensity practice, and it is not as difficult as it was at the beginning.

Bai Ya was not surprised that Fu Que would temporarily act as the teacher of the actual combat class. After all, Fu Que's strength was obvious to all, and he was only a small dormitory supervisor.

However, as he swipe, he found that the training content mentioned by the fifth graders looked familiar. Bai Ya dug out his own training form and checked it, and immediately found a lot of overlaps.

Thinking of the fifth graders suffering with him, Bai Ya felt a lot better inexplicably.

It's as if I thought I was the only one who was staying up late to catch up on homework, but found out that there are still a whole grade of people who are also catching up on homework. Although the amount of homework has not decreased, as long as I think that there are many people who are as miserable as me, it seems that I have nothing to do.So miserable, and even more motivated.

Bai Ya clenched his fists, cheered himself up, and started to go to the next training session.

Chen Xingyu also saw this post.

He came across the post just after eating, so he laughed unceremoniously: "They say you are a devil hahahaha."

Fu Que: "?"

"Where did you say that?" she asked.

"Military academy forum." Chen Xingyu said, and turned the optical brain page to Fu Que.

"Look." Chen Xingyu pointed to a message and said.

Fu Que looked at the blue and white page on the light screen, there were many people replying, she swiped up and down, and several of them left messages expressing fear.

She knows about military school forums, but almost all of them are students. Fu Que is not interested in knowing the daily joys, sorrows and joys of military school students, so she rarely opens them.

Didn't expect them to still talk about teachers in the forum?

Fu Que was silent for a moment, then immediately turned on his optical brain, entered the military academy forum, and saw the discussion post at a glance.She used the account "Father, Son, Filial Piety" to reply:

110L Father is kind and son is filial: It’s still the same sentence, if I can win, I don’t have to attend my class, if I can’t win, I just come to the class honestly.I am always up for a challenge.

The teacher account looks different from the student account, and the difference can be seen at a glance.

Everyone looked at the teacher's account that had suddenly entered randomly, and fell silent.

This name, this meaning, is the dormitory manager himself?!

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