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Chapter Eleven(2/2)

As soon as the squad leader left, Xing Jun's eyes changed slightly.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to be quite talented. I thought you were just a weakling and a pretty boy."

"Hahaha!" Yang Fei asked with a smile: "Then how do you feel about me now?"

"Hmph! Since I promised Huijun to teach you, I will definitely teach you something, but it depends on whether you are willing to endure the hardship!" Xing Jun waved to him. "Today is combat training, come here!"

Without saying a word, Yang Fei felt hatred rising in his heart and evil in his guts. He rushed towards Xing Jun, but Xing Jun easily threw him to the ground.

Xing Jun let go of him: "Come again!"

Half of Yang Fei's body was hurt by the fall, but he got up and pounced on him even more vigorously.

Xing Jun threw him to the ground and let him go.

"Come again!"

"——Ouch!!!"

The other students who were undergoing training were dumbfounded by the intense confrontation. Mo Huijun wanted to step forward to stop him but was stopped by the instructor.
Chapter completed!
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