Wu Zhangkong stood at the front of the group.
Dressed in white, with a cold face.
But his expression was several degrees graver than usual today.
"For the next two weeks, you will train every day."
"I have prepared a specialized training plan for you."
There was not a trace of warmth in his voice.
"If anyone cannot endure it, it is not too late to withdraw now."
The training ground was so quiet that they could hear the wind blowing past.
No one moved.
Xie Xie straightened his back.
Tang Wuling clenched her fists.
Gu Yue lazily yawned.
Lin An stood there expressionlessly.
"Very good."
Wu Zhangkong nodded.
He took four files from his storage Soul Tool and handed them to the four students one by one.
Lin An lowered his head to look, his brows drawing together slightly.
Wake up at five every morning and run five kilometers with weights.
Breakfast at seven, followed by physical training until noon.
Combat training in the afternoon.
Special mental power training at five.
Theory tutoring from seven to ten at night.
This was the so-called "specialized training plan"?
Were middle school students really competing this hard nowadays?
"Ahhh—"
A despairing wail interrupted Lin An's thoughts.
Gu Yue directly flipped the training schedule over and slapped it onto her forehead.
"From five in the morning to ten at night?"
"Then how am I supposed to go on dates with my wife?"
"My daily shopping trips—"
After Xie Xie finished reading the schedule, he sharply sucked in a breath.
But when he caught sight of Wu Zhangkong's ice-cold face from the corner of his eye, he forcibly swallowed the words that had reached his lips.
Tang Wuling's reaction, however, was entirely different.
The fingers holding her schedule trembled faintly.
A startling brilliance burned