After Ji Chuyu stepped out, the training ground was silent. Today Yamamiya Yangling made it clear that she would make life difficult for these students.
By the way, she also gave a hint to the main players of the five military academies. The military students who can be selected are all those whose strength is recognized by her. After all, there is Zongzheng Yueren in front, Ji Chuyu in the back, and the third one…… some people can’t help but glance at Wei San secretly.
“You probably don’t have any weapons with you. Go over there and pick one yourself.” Yamamiya Yangling lowered her head and wiped her whip carefully again, saying casually.
No one had any objections to her actions. Just like the rifle that Zongzheng Yueren carried with him, he would wipe it clean no matter what happened, not to mention the blood-stained whip.
Ji Chuyu walked to the weapons rack at the training ground, picked out a knife and stood in front of her.
Yamamiya Yangling wiped all the blood on the whip and put the handkerchief into her pocket: “Are you ready?”
Ji Chuyu set up the knife and signaled that she could start.
Liao Runing, who had been watching from the side, eagerly watched Yamamiya Yangling put away the handkerchief, and wanted to go over to grab it.
However, all these people were disconnected and did not care about the blood at all. Liao Runing was angry that they would not fight and let out a long sigh.
Liao Runing: “……Oh.” Wei San will definitely regret it when he tells her later after the training!
The second teaching competition began. Ji Chuyu took the initiative and narrowed the distance between the two, trying to prevent Yamamiya Yangling’s whip from being fully deployed. However, the reason why these teachers are able to teach is because of their own abilities. Shortly after being suppressed by Ji Chuyu, she threw the whip to the ground, rebounded it, and folded the whip body. After two attacks, the whip body became similar to the length of a knife, and the whip was no longer flexible, but became extremely hard instead, competing with Ji Chuyu’s sword.
The moment the whip and knife collided, the whip suddenly softened and wrapped around the blade.
Ji Chuyu fell into a dilemma. He thought that the weapon he used was a knife. Zongzheng Yueren used a riflebefore. After being trapped by the same whip, he could cut it open.
This time it was not the weapon falling to the ground, but the sound of the blade being broken by the whip. At the same time, Yamamiya Yangling whipped Ji Chuyu’s shoulder.
Ji Chuyu’s eyes were filled with disbelief, and he looked down at the knife that was only half left in his hand.
“Tsk, tsk.” Liao Runing covered his eyes with both hands, his fingers wide open, “This is too miserable.”
Ji Chuyu’s moves were disrupted, and his self-esteem was hurt just like Zongzheng Yueren. In shock, he was slapped even more severely by Yamamiya Yangling.
The teachers who were watching in the rest area began to talk. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
“The children today are still not very good. They don’t know the reputation of YamamiyaYangling.”
“Don’t let her whip touch your weapon, otherwise your weapon will be destroyed or obliterated.”
“They’ll know after a few more rounds.”
“Okay, get in line.” Yamamiya Yangling stopped, lowered her head and wiped her whip repeatedly, “Next…… Wei San.”
“Steal her handkerchief!” Liao Runing suddenly became excited, pulled Wei San over, leaned closer and whispered.
“……Whether we can get close or not is the problem.” Wei San stepped forward.
The military cadet whose name was not called next to him didn’t look very good. Even though he knew Wei San was not weak, he was unwilling to admit that the teacher thought so too.
Yamamiya Yangling looked her up and down: “I have seen the weapons you used in the competition. Can you use a whip?”
“I know a little bit.” Wei San’s eyes fell on Yamamiya Yangling’s whip. The black whip had one section after another, and there were sunken lines on each section. She didn’t know if it was the same as the weapon on the mecha. If so, it would be better to design something to pull out the depression.
Wei San was more interested in the structure of her whip than fighting Yamamiya Yangling.
“Go and pick up a whip yourself.” Yamamiya Yangling said.
After Wei San heard this, she walked slowly towards the weapons rack.