Chapter 694: Not weak, be strong

Chapter 694 is not weak, to be strong

The sound of clearing at night is powerful.

Words and sentences, as if the stones fell into their hearts, and they burst into ripples in their hearts.

A young face, at this moment, becomes dignified.

A body that has not yet matured, at this moment, the waist is quite straight.

Their ambiguity shines with unwavering faith.

"From the time you stand at the training ground, everything you do is to fight for yourself! Secondly, it is to fight for the brothers and fight for the class!"

"If you don't have the courage to fight and you don't take back the dignity you lost, you are not qualified to stand in the training ground."

"Even if you are forced to stand here, you can't be a strong person, and you will always be a weak person on the training ground!"

There was a burst of horror in the mouth of the teenagers: "We are not weak! I want to be strong!"

"Very good! If you want to be a strong person, do you know what to do next?" The night nodded with satisfaction, the cold voice, very majestic.

Simple words can easily touch people's hearts.

These inspiring teenagers are full of hope and luster.

They clenched their fists and listed the teams one by one. They arched in the direction of Emperor Mo Xuan: "Mu Zunfuzi, offended!"

Mozun smiled and took a step back, leaving room: "Come on."

The leading student, excited and rushed up.

At this time, outside the students, there was a voice of the night falling like a jade. "In this time, you can make all the stops, use any method, or even a trick, as long as you can tie with the Ms. This training is over."

The leading students stepped forward and turned their heads: "That means... can you be a group?"

The night was clear and smiled like a flower, nodded: "Yes."

The voice just fell, the sixty students, almost flocked, rushed toward the direction of Emperor Mo Xuan.

Qiao Jin laughed and leaned forward and leaned forward: "The trick of clearing down is really too bad. The ink statue of Mundong is stronger, and it is hard to fight the wheel battle and the struggle of more than 60 students!"

The words sighed with relief: "Fortunately, this time, the people who let the students go out are not us."

Several people expressed deep feelings and nodded seriously.

Since they have the ink and the ghosts, they don’t need to exercise much at all. They just need to train with the students every day.

Even the dangerous things that have been bombarded by the bombardment have been replaced by Mozun.

The excitement and excitement of these students gradually became frustrated after falling down on the ground one by one.

Sixty people were encircled.

In the end, they didn't even touch the clothes of the Mozunzi, and the whole person was turned over to the ground.

Even if they fell to the ground, there was no night to stop and stop, they must hold on to the pain, stand up and continue to go to the Mozunzizi to think about it.

These students do not know how many times they have stood up, beaten, stood up, beaten, and repeated.

Until they were bruised and bruised, they could no longer stand up, and the night cleared and finally stopped.

She looked at the seven or eight verticals on the ground, sweaty students, the corner of the mouth evoked a smile of appreciation: "Very good, you are great."

Indeed, great.

Even if you are tired and tired again, even if you can't afford it, no one is shouting and shouting.

These students are slightly stunned.

I can get a compliment at night, even if I am exhausted, I can’t stop laughing.

A burst of laughter from the young boys and girls floated over the entire training ground.

These laughter bear the hope of all of them and carry the dreams of all of them.

(End of this chapter)