Crack!

A crackle exploded in the arena.

Zhan ye and a group of old members immediately showed their expressions of silence.

Then, a hundred teenagers saw Shen Yanxiao, with a barbed whip in his hand, coming in from the gate of the martial arts arena. His cold little face was full of "cruelty".

All the students gave a shiver.

Soon, the new members realized the hell they had experienced in zhanye.

Because of the different progress of the old and new players, Shen Yanxiao divided them into two teams to train alone. In the field, they mainly focus on consolidation, while the new members mainly focus on training.

Every day after that, zhanye can see the pictures of another team being tortured in the martial arts arena, which can't help but remind them of the miserable situation they had just been assigned to Shen Yanxiao's hands.

Anyone passing by the gate of the martial arts arena can hear the howling of wolves from inside.

After practicing for half a month, the new teenagers feel that they have been stripped of their skin alive.

Half a month later, Shen Yanxiao gave the new team members to zhanye for training. The old team members brought the new team members with them, and gradually let the two poles of the ChiYan team run in.

Those teenagers are cruelly trained by Shen Yanxiao. Their lives are worse than death. But they have to report to the training ground on time in the early morning every day. If anyone dares to be late, wait for death!

Although the new members of Shen Yanxiao's training are bitter, they are also because she treated them equally, which made the two members of the team not harmonious at first, so there was a great revolutionary friendship.

On the twentieth day, Shen Yanxiao found the dean.

After the Dean understood Shen Yanxiao's intention, he couldn't help but look surprised.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" The Dean looked at Shen Yanxiao strangely.

He has never seen Shen Yanxiao's training process, but judging from Kyle's narration and the hands of the members of the ChiYan team, the little guy still has two brushes.

Just

Is her present idea out of line?

"I'm sure." Shen Yanxiao looks at the Dean firmly.

The Dean sighed.

"I heard from IRI that he met you in the forest of death. I think you know the forest of death very well. This time, you want to take the members of the ChiYan team to the forest of death for training. The idea is quite bold. It's not stable there. Can you ensure the safety of these students?" The Dean looked at Shen Yanxiao seriously. Shen Yanxiao actually came to him and said that he would take the No. 100 youth of ChiYan team to the forest of death for intensive training, which was really unheard of.

There are many undead creatures in the dead forest, and few of them will step there voluntarily. They were a special case before.

"I will let them have their own ability to protect themselves. The Dean forgives me. Soldiers without practical experience have only one way to die in the battlefield. No matter how good they are in the ordinary days, they can't stand for anything. The trials are to fight against the elites of other colleges. I think it's much better to let them practice in the actual combat than to let them stay in the college." Shen Yanxiao's serious response.

The Dean thought for a moment, and Shen Yanxiao's words were very reasonable, but he had never tried such an approach.

"A week before the game, you have to come back." The Dean finally let go.

"I will bring them back on time." Shen Yanxiao smiled and flashed a sly light at the bottom of his eyes.