"It's break time, everyone disperses!!" Arad's voice shouted on the field.

Song Ye in the corner recovered from his practice state and looked towards the middle of the field.

I happened to see Arad holding a gong and banging it hard with his hand, making a harsh sound.

The children on the practice field also became noisy, and they gathered into small groups. Some went back to their residences, and some walked together in the direction of the cafeteria. Some gathered around Arad and asked about something.

Song Ye stood there, his forehead was covered with sweat, his face was flushed, and his body was hot. His vest and chest were all wet.

Although the exercise just now was smooth, in the eyes of others, it was the foundation of the basics, and no matter how smooth it was, it was normal. Therefore, his movements did not attract others' attention, because it was taken for granted.

"Summary of the physical condition." Song Ye muttered silently.

"Summary status: There is a slight muscle sprain on the lower side of the right forearm, and there is blood retention in both legs. Automatic recovery time, 14 hours."

Song Ye nodded slightly with satisfaction and wiped the sweat from his face.

He was wearing the black aristocratic uniform he wore when he came back yesterday. It looked a bit like a tight-fitting hunting suit on Earth, with a red belt around his waist and long sleeves and trousers. He looked very smart.

However, the clothes were now soaked with sweat.

"Even if I don't have seeds, I can still become a strong man." Song Xie felt calm.

He stood alone in the corner, and no boy or girl came to touch him.

Song Ye glanced around. Everyone unconsciously avoided his gaze.

It can be seen that on the one hand, these children despise his abilities, but due to the Baron's prestige, they dare not express this directly to him, so they simply choose to avoid him.

Song Ye didn't bother to have more contact with these little brats. He put the wooden sword back into the sword stand, pulled his collar, and walked directly to the tower of his residence.

"Brother." A young and sweet voice suddenly called him from behind.

Song Ye turned around.

Maggie stood by the sword stand and looked at him with a smile on her face. This fourteen-year-old girl was wearing a white top and a waist skirt, and the skirt just reached her thighs. Because of her precocious and plump breasts and snow-white thighs, she was very attractive.

It has a charming and sexy flavor.

Song Ye felt that her outfit was similar to the professional attire of those OLs on earth. It could be seen that although Maggie was not a noble and could not wear colorful clothes, she still put a lot of effort into dressing herself up in a unique way.
Chapter completed!