chapter 67: poor physical ability

Huo Shen raised his hand and was about to put the helmet on her head when he suddenly stopped.

The lights in the combat room were a warm yellow.

forget it, dont wear it.

he stared at her injured face for two seconds, then turned around and threw the helmet down.

mr. huo, what are you doing? an xiaowan couldnt help but look up and ask in confusion.

huo shen still did not explain. he only said in a deep voice,reach out your hand, like this.

Seeing that she wasnt moving, he simply walked behind her, lowered her waist, and adjusted her position.

Even though an Xiaowan had never practiced martial arts, she knew that this was the posture of fighting.

behind her, the mans body had a unique heat. he pressed against her back and grabbed her arm. For a moment, an Xiaowan actually felt a little uncomfortable.

focus, Huo Shens eyes darkened as he ordered coldly.

an xiaowan turned around and blinked at him with her beautiful eyes. xiaowan has to know what to do to concentrate.

Huo Shen let go of her hand and walked to her.

Follow my movements,

Huo Shen demonstrated to her, a pair of strong and slender arms suddenly punched at her, and then immediately pulled back.

His movements were professional and neat, and each punch was filled with killing confidence and pride, bringing with it a fierce wind.

Mr. Huos movements are much better than the ones Ive seen in the games!

An Xiaowans eyes were bright, but she took a step back without a trace.

huo shen snorted disapprovingly.

In the compet.i.tion?

Those people probably wouldnt even be able to withstand a single move from someone like him who came from the special training camp.

swing your fists! Hide! huo shen ordered as he punched.

An Xiaowan could only follow his movements, throwing out a punch with difficulty, dodging left and right.

It was a simple action, but after a while, as Huo Shen changed his moves more and more, she was already covered in sweat.

mr. huo, can you take a break?

in order to train her muscles and maintain her figure, an xiaowan worked out all year round. her physical strength was much better than that of ordinary women. however, at this moment, she was already sweating like rain, but the man opposite her was still breathing steadily, as if nothing had happened.

Yingluo, this man, was probably a robot.

hes too weak, Huo Shen stopped and looked at her with eyes full of disdain.

it was because of this that she was always bullied!

Huo Shen waited for her to finish her gla.s.s of water before picking her up and walking out of the combat room.

Your physical fitness is too poor.

his tone was calm. he raised his hand and threw an xiaowan onto the treadmill.

six kilometers. Youre not allowed to stop until youve finished.

Ah?

An Xiaowan was shocked. dont! I cant run anymore.

Were they training her like a Special Forces soldier?

The man in front of her narrowed his eyes and his thin lips parted slightly. eight kilometers.

That Yingluo

Nine,

without waiting for him to finish, an xiaowans expression turned cold and she quickly jumped on the treadmill. ill run!

huo shen leaned on the side lazily with his arms crossed as he watched her run on the treadmill.

her pace was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, crystal beads of sweat constantly dripping from her forehead, and her clothes had long been soaked.

Time pa.s.sed by, but Huo Shens eyes were fixed on her face.

the coldness in the womans eyes gradually disappeared.

When he had first seen her that night, she had been shrouded in a layer of unfamiliar coldness. Her eyes, which were usually filled with charm, had become empty and cold, as if they were bottomless darkness.

She was like a ghost that had fallen into h.e.l.l, pitifully lonely.