The evil female is delicate and weak, and the four beastly husbands take turns feeding her.

Chapter 172 Running
This must be a sign of my powers running out. It seems I can only use spatial teleportation 20 times right now.

Bo Jing returned covered in sweat: "An'an, I saw you teleport just now. You're amazing! You're much faster than me, and you didn't even have to exert any effort."

"No way," Ye Xi'an said, resting her chin on her hands and sitting on the ground with some distress. She felt that Bo Jing's rapid movement was better: "Yours can be used infinitely, while mine can only be used twenty times. Look, I can't move now, I've used up all my abilities."

"It's alright. All the materials in the training hall are made of special materials. Just sit here for a while, and your powers will recover quickly."

"You can take advantage of this time to practice your physical fitness."

Bo Jing led Ye Xi'an to the common area of ​​the training hall.

The training hall consists of two parts: 30% is a public area and the rest is a family area.

The family area is where Ye Xi'an and the others were just now.

The training hall's family area is divided into small squares, with each family only allowed to occupy one square as their training ground. All the equipment inside is made of special materials, and no superpower can damage it unless your superpower level reaches level nine or above.

This is a training ground specifically for orcs to develop their abilities, while the public areas are equipped with fitness equipment and long-distance obstacle courses to improve the orcs' agility.

Bo Jing and Ye Xi'an stood at the starting line of the training track, while several other tracks were already occupied by others.

"Let's run two laps and see how fast you are, An'an."

Ye Xi'an gave an OK sign. To be honest, when it comes to running, Ye Xi'an is second to none on Earth.

Even if it were someone like Mbappe, Su Bingtian would have to step aside. If Su Bingtian were to run too slowly, he could be in serious trouble.

"run!"

At Bo Jing's command, Ye Xi'an ran off in a dashing manner.

But Bo Jing, who was jogging leisurely behind Ye Xi'an, noticed something was wrong.

An'an's running posture is a bit strange. Her knees habitually turn inward, her calves always turn outward before moving forward, and there are problems with her waist and shoulders. She can't increase her running speed at all and gets tired easily.

Even so, Ye Xi'an was still able to run so fast. Bo Jing silently praised her in his heart, thinking, "She's truly his wife."

After finishing the lap, Ye Xi'an, slightly out of breath, looked at Bo Jing with a smug expression and said, "How was that? I ran fast, didn't I?"

"It's just so-so. It lacks skill but has plenty of brute force."

"Huh? Don't you know I'm on Earth?"

"Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you. So teach me some techniques, I want to see if I can actually run fast."

Bo Jing was just waiting for Ye Xi'an to say those words.

"Stand still!"

Bo Jing shouted in an exaggerated manner, attracting the attention of everyone around him.

Ye Xi'an was so embarrassed by his sudden action that she looked down and searched for a crack in the ground for a long time.

"What are you doing? Why are you shouting so loudly!"

Bo Jing remained unmoved, standing straight and staring seriously at Ye Xi'an.

This was the teaching method his teacher used when he was in school; only strict teachers can produce outstanding students.

"Ye Xi'an! Please face your current identity! You are now a soldier being trained, and the most important thing for a soldier is: obey orders and follow commands!"

Ye Xi'an's lips twitched, but in order to end this farce, she quickly stood up straight and responded helplessly.

"Stand still!"

"Running is not about brute force to rush forward."

Bo Jing walked over to her side and pointed to her ankle.

"The center of gravity is too high, the stride is unsteady, and all the power is scattered."

Ye Xi'an pursed her lips, not refuting him, but simply trying to adjust her posture as instructed. "Look carefully."

Bo Jing didn't waste any time and personally demonstrated.

His movements were incredibly fluid, bursting with explosive power the moment he started, each step landing precisely on the ground. His body moved like an arrow released from a bow, yet with a strange sense of rhythm, as if even the wind around him had become tamed.

It moved so fast that it left only a blur.

In the blink of an eye, he was back in the same spot, breathing steadily, as if that extreme speed he had just experienced was merely a warm-up.

He continued without even panting, "Use your core strength to drive your limbs, not let your limbs drag your body."

"Run it again and show me."

Ye Xi'an took a deep breath, trying hard to recall his movements, and imitated his starting steps.

Bo Jing stayed by her side, constantly correcting her posture.

"Tighten your waist and abdomen! Swing your arms in coordination with your breathing! Don't let your knees buckle inward," he said, and then he reached out and poked Ye Xi'an's twisting waist, almost making Ye Xi'an choke.

"Learn from what I just did!"

Ye Xi'an gritted his teeth and forced himself to concentrate.

She recalled Bo Jing's swift and graceful movements, tried to relax her tense shoulders, and felt the center of gravity of her body.

Slowly adjust your slightly awkward calves and knees.

Her steps began to become lighter, no longer slamming heavily to the ground, but with a forward elasticity.

The swinging of my arms became much more natural, gradually matching the rhythm of my breathing.

Speed ​​increases imperceptibly.

Going faster and faster, the scenery on both sides of the runway began to blur, and all I could hear was the sound of the wind and my own heartbeat.

She could even feel that the air resistance seemed to have decreased.

Bo Jing was pleased to see that Ye Xi'an's speed had finally improved, and he was still smugly pleased with himself for his excellent teaching.

But as Ye Xi'an's speed increased and his posture became more and more standard, even showing a unique sense of coordination, the smugness on his face gradually disappeared.

Instead, there was a sense of astonishment.

He opened his mouth slightly, watching the small figure trace a smooth purple arc on the track.

No, how come he can't keep up with Ye Xi'an's normal running speed? Although normal running isn't his fastest speed, it's absolutely impossible for him to be unable to catch up with a female with a level three superpower.

Ye Xi'an ran a lap in one go, then slowly stopped, his chest rising and falling slightly, his cheeks flushed with a healthy rosy glow from the exercise.

She looked at Bo Jing: "You know what, he really does run faster than before."

Bo Jing did not speak.

He just looked at her, his brown eyes swirling with complex emotions: shock, disbelief, and a hint of worry that he himself didn't even realize.

Every female on the main planet is very strong. They have extremely strong reconnaissance abilities and a personal space. If it weren't for the fact that females are inherently weak, the males would have no chance to use their talents.

But now Ye Xi'an's physical abilities are clearly different from those of a normal female. She is too strong. Even if Yi Yang came, he might not be able to catch up with her.

He remained silent for a few seconds before abruptly shifting his gaze to a strength testing post about half a person's height next to him.

"Let's try this one."

Ye Xi'an obediently walked over.

The force testing stake is entirely black with a smooth surface and a sensing area in the center.