Klein felt angry, aggrieved, wronged, and wanted to cry. If it wasn't for her family ties, she wouldn't have joined God's Thorn for training... Oh well, she squinted at Fatty Tiger with resentment before taking a deep breath. It wasn't worth getting worked up over such an imbecilic, fat kid.

However, don't be defeated by the current disgust. There's even worse waiting for you. With all eyes on him, Fatty Tiger audaciously picked up Klein's fragrant shoe, sniffed it deeply, and reveled in it as if he were in paradise.

Where was his decency, his bottom line? The scene had the male soldiers laughing uproariously. Whistles and uproarious taunts filled every corner of the camp...

"Bro, this move deserves a 666 from you!"

"Get up, keep it going."

Things weren't so easy in the women's section. Everyone was discussing Fatty Tiger's disgraceful behavior. Kula glared at Feng Yi, resentful. In just three days, the disciplined soldiers of God's Thorn had been transformed into street thugs by Feng Yi. Where was the image of the once formidable God's Thorn legion?

Feeling overly criticized, Feng Yi quickly silenced the crowd, calming down the men's section in the process.

At this point, Klein, feeling endlessly humiliated, was at her wits' end. Who would have thought that she, a lively and cheerful young woman, would be put through such embarrassment by this fat fool? She initially held herself back, fearing she might severely beat the fat boy, and of course, she didn't want to reveal her secrets in front of these smelly men. But, she had made up her mind now. If she didn't beat this fat boy until he was picking his teeth up off the ground, she would never vent her anger.

"You fat pig, you're going down!" Klein's face suddenly changed, and she shouted, "Armorization."

Kula gawked. She was about to use that?

Suddenly, substantial changes that could be seen with the naked eye happened to Klein's whole body. The fair and delicate skin surged with a black material from the inside out. The black material spread rapidly in all directions, covering her hands, legs, chest, and abdomen without exception. Even her pink hair turned dark pink during the armorization. The astonishing transformation made the men gasp.

Only God knew what just happened. Not only did her body exhibit a hardened characteristic, but even her expression had transformed significantly. She looked like a noble war goddess in armor.

No wonder! So that's it. Feng Yi finally understood. That's why he couldn't see through her. Klein was actually an incredibly rare individual with an awakened altered physique. She could be considered a premium member of the New Humans.

As her opponent, Fatty Tiger, on the other hand, was not so fortunate. "My goodness, what is this? Spare me, lady."

"Take this."

As the saying goes, to know your enemy and yourself is to win a hundred battles. Seeing the unfavorable situation, Fatty Tiger was about to give up and beg for mercy, but Klein's attack arrived first. If you want a hug, let me give you a hug, she seemed to say, as she pounced on Fatty Tiger with a roaring momentum. Her vertical form bustling with explosive power brought an extreme visual impact.

Luckily, Fatty Tiger had learned a few doggy paddling moves from Feng Yi. He dodged with a feint leg movement and instantly moved aside. Out of the corner of his eye, he executed a two-step bodily turn, followed by three, four, five… His unpredictable movement, resembling a spinning top, amazed the audience. Who could have expected that an unremarkable fatty could possess such a horrifying body technique?

Klein, seeing this, had a trace of a smile at the corner of her mouth. Not bad, but too slow. Finding the right time to strike, she stepped forward to block the path and initiate an attack.

Regrettably, Fatty Tiger's maneuver, the twirling flash, was a high-rank combat skill. While evading, one needs to be aware of their surroundings. Although Fatty Tiger was not as good as his opponent, he was able to change direction at a crucial moment. His bulky maneuvers looked like a rolling ball.

Klein attempted another block, but Fatty Tiger drastically evaded it again. Just as she was about to seize him, he changed direction at the critical moment. If Klein chose to pursue, it would be challenging to catch up, because, even if you catch up, the twirling force could easily shake you off. This was the terrifying aspect of the twirling flash.

"I dodge, I dodge, I dodge again," Fatty Tiger chanted at this moment, not frightened, but rather somewhat smug. Regardless of how powerful the opponent was, an opponent who couldn't capture him posed no threat.

"You little..." Klein cursed, frustrated. She could not capture a fat ball and fumed. In her fury, she decisively drew out a steel rod from the space crystal. With a whirl of her body, the steel rod instantly transformed into a whip spear, her decisive weapon.

With a crisp snap, Fatty Tiger was hit squarely. Bang, bang, bang... Despite being thick-skinned, Fatty Tiger was howling in pain. "You damn cheater," he cried, dodging a couple of times, but finding his efforts futile. He quickly escaped the pitch, grabbed a mop, and began fighting with Klein.

Due to the quick nature of their altercation and other soldiers' ongoing combat training, Feng Yi had not focused his entire attention on the pair. He cast a few glances at Klein but was caught off guard to see the two barehanded fighters transformed into a stick-wielding duo, each giving as good as they got in a heart-stopping display of weapon prowess. The sight had the other women soldiers chuckling, and the men who were rolling on the floor, laughing even harder.

What a pair of clowns…

Feng Yi emerged with two lines of frustration on his forehead. "Enough! Go to the solitary confinement room and wait for me, the rest of you continue training."

The pair was led by Feng Yi to the special training base's solitary confinement room. He decided to lock them up for a day. However, on the way, Feng Yi suddenly recalled that they had only recently moved to Mars, and the Capital Military Department's special training resources had not arrived. Left with no choice, he locked the two of them in the warehouse instead.

Not long after Feng Yi left, the warehouse manager came to report, "Instructor, they're fighting in the warehouse again."

Even before Feng Yi entered the room, he could hear the heated exchanges between the two from a distance.

"Didn't you enjoy sniffing my shoes? Sniff them again, why have you stopped now?"

"I warn you, don't wave that thing in front of me. If you wave it again, I will…"

"What will you do? How dare you?"

"I will…if you wave it again, I'll shout that you farted in public."

Upon hearing the 'fart' accusation, Klein was utterly disgusted. Just as Feng Yi entered the room, he noticed Fatty Tiger's violent gaze and burst into laughter at Klein's retort.

Good God, this is outrageous. They're my soldiers, after all. Didn't I train them better? This kind of behavior reflects badly on me. Panicked, Feng Yi quickly sent a 'Heavenly Communication' to the Military Department inquiring about the delivery of the supplies. If they didn't arrive soon, he would lose control of the situation.

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