At three in the morning the next day.
All the first-year freshmen except Su Bei gathered at the school gates.
They were preparing to set off for Misty Forest.
They had expected something like this, but when the leading officer coldly ordered everyone to run on foot to Misty Forest, two hundred kilometers away...
"Using your classes as units, no matter what methods you use, everyone must arrive on time!"
Everyone inwardly collapsed.
"No way, more than two hundred kilometers? We'll be wrecked by the time we run there."
"True Martial University really is insane!"
"Whether we can even make it is one thing. The problem is, I didn't eat dinner. I'm starving already."
Quite a few people looked at the person who had skipped dinner, pity written across their faces.
They specifically reminded everyone to eat dinner. Who could he blame but himself for not eating?
Don't pass out on the road later.
For those who had become Martial Artists, it was manageable. Their qi and blood were abundant, and running two hundred kilometers was nothing much.
But Quasi-Martial Artists had it rough. They could burst out with speed for a while, but plenty of them would probably end up with legs too weak to move.
"Teacher Hui, where's our class monitor?"
Among Class One's formation, She's the Biggest gathered her courage and asked Hui Qing.
"Your class monitor has another mission. He won't be participating in this field training exercise." Hui Qing was still fairly easygoing.
"Okay..."
Hearing that, not only She's the Biggest, but many others in the class showed disappointment on their faces.
They were extremely curious about Su Bei and had hoped to spend more time with him during this field training exercise.
Hui Qing showed no expression, but inwardly clicked his tongue. It had