"Bro, I'm not kidding. I really can't teach them!"
Tong Rui spread his hands, on the verge of tears.
"Really not?"
"Really not!"
Hearing this, Tong Jing pondered briefly. "Fine, then go up there and spar with them first."
"I knew it, bro, you... What? Spar?" Tong Rui got halfway through before realizing Tong Jing had not agreed to let him sit this out—he was telling him to keep going.
Wait, then what was the point of everything I just said?
"I just came up with a new plan. In short, having you participate is part of it." Tong Jing patted Tong Rui on the shoulder.
Tong Rui looked at his brother with deep resentment.
Plan my ass!
So it was fine as long as you weren't the one getting beaten up, huh!
I don't want to PK two monsters!
With that thought, Tong Rui tried to slip away, but Tong Jing's leisurely voice reached his ears the next second.
"Little bro, you wouldn't want Little Jiang to find out that you ran away without fighting like a coward, would you? You know she's always admired you, her second uncle, the most."
The moment he heard that, Tong Rui froze.
Little Jiang was Tong Jing's daughter. Ever since she was little, she had loved wielding weapons and admired Tong Rui, who could fight, more than anyone.
Tong Rui was also proud that his status in his niece's heart surpassed his older brother's.
"Bro, you're despicable!"
Tong Rui turned around with a speechless look on his face.
Tong Jing merely shrugged indifferently.
"Anyway, there's no problem leaving the sparring to you later, right?"
"...No problem."
A moment later, in the central area of the military camp.
The fifty students from Black River University's Trainer program quickly lined up quietly under