"Alright, everyone has seen the power of military boxing. Now, are you willing to learn from me?" Chen Yutian asked.
"I'm willing!" Now that they'd seen Yutian's power with their own eyes, who wouldn't want to learn?
In fact, military boxing was indeed powerful, but it depended on the user. If Yutian wasn't a Mystic, he wouldn't be able to send someone flying with one punch.
However, Yutian was happy to use this method to motivate his classmates. What he heard was false, and what he saw was true. He had a fight with the blonde and purple haired, and that was more convincing than any explanation.
The medicine major would probably be one of the classes that took military boxing the most seriously this time-under Yutian's lead, everyone was in full swing, and even Xinyan was sweating from exhaustion, but she was still serious ...
"Damn, young master you, why are we so unlucky?" The yellow-haired man said helplessly as he ran.
