RankNovelChapter 1522: Harlee, her delicate features remaining impassive, slowly withdrew her foot from Lionel's chest. A hint of disdain, like a venomous serpent, coiled in the depths of her cold eyes. These three were so pathetic! From her pocket, she produced three small pills, methodically administering one to each of the fallen trio. Then, with a nonchalant air, she turned her attention to the remaining seventeen soldiers. Her gaze, cold and assessing, swept across the assembled group.
"So, do you still consider yourselves worthy of my tutelage?" The seventeen, along with the three who had finally regained consciousness and were now lying on the ground, remained silent. Harlee's demonstration had served as a brutal wake-up call. They had underestimated her. She was right. With their current abilities, they were nowhere near worthy of being her trainees.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRhys, ever attentive, swiftly approached Harlee, offering her a glass of water.
"Are you fatigued from the fight? I've already requested Patrick to bring refreshments." The eyes of the assembled soldiers instinctively gravitated toward the pair. They swallowed hard, and with Harlee's example fresh in their minds, they dared not look down on anyone.
Yet, while acknowledging Harlee's exceptional skills, scouldn't help but label Rhys a "sycophant" or a "kept man." Harlee accepted the water, taking a long, refreshing sip. Her expression remained impassive as she returned the glass to Rhys and turned away, dismissing the soldiers with a curt nod.
Explore galfor fresh content Rhys, mirroring her indifference, left with her hand in hand. All the soldiers froze, their eyes wide with confusion. Kareem, observing the scene with a contemplative gaze, stepped forward. His voice, deep and resonant, cut through the silence.
"This instructor is someone I..." "You have pursued her relentlessly. If you truly desire to learn from her, then you must demonstrate genuine commitment and unwavering respect." With that, Kareem turned and walked away, following in the footsteps of Harlee and Rhys.
The soldiers, six of whom were elite, handpicked from the finest units, had displayed a disturbing lack of professionalism. They were young, impetuous, and prone to underestimating their opponents based on superficial judgments. All of them were top soldiers, carefully selected from across the country, having becremarkable at a young age. It was understandable that they'd been skeptical of Harlee at first. However, no matter what their opponents might look like, underestimating them was a cardinal sin.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThese twenty soldiers were set to represent their country in an unfair competition in Breezeland in three months. Despite their own impressive capabilities, if they underestimated their opponents and made even the smallest mistake, it would bring disgrace to their nation's army.
Their earlier dissatisfaction had stemmed from failing to understand Harlee's true strength, Simply is true because she was a woman. Now, that ignorance had led them to the situation they were in.
On the training ground, the soldiers stood still, processing Kareem's words. Demonstrating their genuine commitment and unwavering m respect? What did that even mean? Seizing the moment, Kareem's adjutant stepped forward, his expression neutral but carrying weight due to his rank, second only to Kareem. His presence commanded attention, and his words made it clear that disobedience would not be tolerated.
"Since your recruitment, everyone from your unit leaders to your om commanders has stressed one rule: NO never underestimate an opponent," he said, his voice cutting through the tension like a knife.
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