From 1,000 meters to 3,000 meters to 5,000 meters, to 10,000 meters, eleven and little guards, from helplessness to shock to terror, have finally stunned themselves.

Eleven looked at the stopwatch in his hand, swallowed his mouth and spat, turning his head and looking at his master.

Where does it take three months?

It's just a thousand meters, and they're already alive, okay?

It's... so perverted...

In fact, at first, he also thought that Ye Zheng was just extraordinary in strength, and didn't expect his physical strength to be so terrible.

So, he really... there's nothing left to teach...

As a result, Eleven just thought about it, and he looked at Ye Yingliang Jingjing in anticipation: “Coach Eleven, I'm done! What are we going to learn next? ”

Eleven choked his throat and cast his eyes at his master for help.

Night Cold looked at the girl beside him and said, "What do you want to learn? ”

Ye Zheng opened his mouth immediately, “It was a real battle! Running alone must be boring! ”

Night Cold: “Let Eleven take you to the training ground. ”

Ye Qianlian nodded: “Yes, yes! Baby, you don't have to stay with me. It's time for acupuncture. I'll meet you at Dr. Sun's when I'm done training! ”

Night Cold: “Hmm. ”

Eleven irresistible from beginning to end: "…”

……

Training grounds.

In the morning, with a breeze, you feel comfortable and all that's left is a little sleep sweep.

“Coach Eleven, I'm coming!” Ye Chang changed his training suit and tied the long hair from ink to his waist into a ponytail, looking refreshed.

“OK…” Eleven looked at Ye Zheng and nodded in a difficult spot.

“Coach Eleven, what are we learning today?” Ye Qiang asked with anticipation.

“Well, let's teach you some fighting skills today!” After much reflection, eleven decisions.

By chance, that night at the bar, Ye Zheng was mainly a strength advantage, and if you add fighting skills, the effect would be doubled.

Ye Zheng's face is full of excitement: “Coach Xi's fighting skills are one of the best in the dark! ”

Sniffing, Eleven faces full of arrogance, just wanted to say something, but the divine color quickly dimmed.

Prior to becoming a guard, he was confident of his fighting power, never feared anyone, and even fought for the Commander of the Guard several times.

However, every time it was lost in the hands of the shadows, there was almost nothing to fight back.

It was only then that it became clear that his martial arts and combat skills were at best second-rate.

Although he has always dreamed of the position of captain, it has never materialized. Streaming images are an insurmountable mountain, traversed in front of him...

Though he is now the captain of the team, he is only a temporary generation. Soon after that, when the selection of the captain of the covert guard begins, he will lose, as usual, to the shadows.

Today, guarding the identity of the temporary captain is not a glory to Eleven, but rather a kind of spell, always reminding and sarcastic...

“Coach Eleven?” Ye Zheng saw the eleven gods as ugly and frowned.

“Oh... nothing.” Eleven times after God, he converged his mind and looked at Ye Zheng in his training costume: “Fighting skills, those are all Western designations, and in our country, also known as martial arts, are a means or fist or blade to strike hard at the enemy. ”

“Sounds awesome.” Ye Qiao turned his head.