Yes, Annie, who has an aura of 1.8 meters and transforms into a 14-meter giant, is actually only 1.53 meters tall... Aside from her current age of 16, one can only say her body proportions are remarkably good.
It's impossible to tell she's only 1.5 meters; she has a pair of long legs, looking like an Eastern European supermodel.
In front of this group of burly men, all over 1.85 meters tall and with arms thicker than their thighs.
She was as petite as an undeveloped porcelain doll.
Annie Doll
Especially since she kept her head down, looking listless and half-asleep, making it impossible to associate her with the word "Agent."
When Annie followed the instructor's command and entered the changing room to put on the S.H.I.E.L.D. rebirth training uniform, many students' eyes revealed undisguised contempt, and even a certain mocking pity.
In their opinion, this yellow-haired girl, who hadn't even fully matured, should go play on computers at the technology academy next door.
Or go home to her mother for milk.
Su Modie naturally felt that malice, but she wasn't annoyed; a slight smile played on her lips.
In the scene, Makima stopped.
She didn't say much, just turned sideways and gently patted Annie's slightly slender shoulder.
"Go on, relax a bit. This should be what you're best at. Just try not to cause too many fatalities."
Afterward, Makima nodded to the instructor and left the combat arena.
Leaving Annie standing alone in the center of the field, facing the group of burly men waiting to see a joke.
Indeed, if Annie's stats were placed in the high-end Marvel games.
Compared to monsters like Thor, Hulk, and Captain Marvel, she wouldn't be enough.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be C-rank.
But where is this?
S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Academy.
These self-important students are, at best, a group of ordinary human elites who have just touched the threshold.
And who is standing before them?
That is Annie Leonhart, a 'Marleyan Warrior' who began receiving inhuman training from the age of ten, carried the hopes of an entire nation, was dispatched to an enemy country to lie in wait for years, and crawled out of true hell.
Not to mention that soldiers in the Titan World themselves have extraordinary bone structures... The Omni-Directional Mobility Gear is simply not something a normal human can use; even Falcon would probably scratch his head.
In front of this 'C-rank avatar' with top-tier combat and killing skills.
These Agent students, who are still playing make-believe games, are probably not enough.
Even if Annie doesn't use any Titan power... Su Modie popped a popcorn into her mouth, eagerly anticipating Annie's performance.
"Alright, rookies!"
The instructor's rough voice boomed in the training hall, forcibly pulling everyone's attention back.
"Since we have a newcomer, let's follow the old rules and get to know each other through actual combat. The rules are simple: random draw, paired up, and free sparring. Only those who perform exceptionally well will be qualified to spar with me."
"I will give you two pointers. Let me see if you are truly qualified to become official members of S.H.I.E.L.D.!"
With the instructor's command, the crowd quickly dispersed, heading to the table filled with name tags to draw their respective opponents.
Annie was somewhat "unlucky."
She was drawn by a burly man who was at least 1.9 meters tall.
This guy looked like an upright brown bear, his muscles bulging against his tight training uniform.
He looked at Annie, who barely reached his chest, and a mocking smile appeared on his face.
He took a step forward, lowered his voice, and said in a volume only the two of them could hear: "Hey, little sister, this isn't a place for playing house. If you're afraid of pain, big brother can go easy... Or, we can practice somewhere else."
"I never show mercy in a fight, but in some other aspects, I'm very gentle..."
Truly... a pervert... Big brother, Annie is only 16!
You're really asking for trouble.
Su Modie grumbled unhappily to herself, while Annie slowly raised her head.
She didn't speak, not even the curve of her lips changed.
Annie merely turned sideways, her right leg retreating half a step, her center of gravity sinking slightly.
Then, she raised her arms, fists loosely clenched near her cheeks, adopting a classic Muay Thai stance.
Classic Stance
"Don't worry, I never show mercy either..."
Annie said coldly.
"Heh, this little girl is quite arrogant. Her stance looks pretty good, though..."
Before the burly man could finish his sentence, the instructor's whistle sounded.
"Begin!"
With the instructor's whistle, the training hall instantly erupted into chaos.
Several pairs of students engaged in combat, the air filled with the dull thuds of colliding bodies and heavy breathing.
Full of philosophical implications.
Some students, relying on their size advantage, tried to body slam their opponents, while others used clumsy boxing footwork to probe each other.
It was quite lively.
The burly man heard the whistle and charged forward with a sinister grin.
He didn't take Annie seriously at all, not even bothering with any defensive moves.
He just swung his massive palm, like grabbing a chick, towards Annie's shoulder.
Just as that large hand was about to touch the hem of Annie's uniform.
Annie moved.
She didn't retreat; instead, her upper body swayed, dodging the burly man's grapple by a hair's breadth.
Immediately after, in the instant they passed each other, Annie's eyes suddenly sharpened.
Her seemingly slender right leg whipped through the air like a shadow, accompanied by a low whooshing sound.
Precise, vicious, and mercilessly striking the side of the burly man's left knee, his support leg!
Low Sweep Kick!
"Crack—!!"
A crisp sound of bone echoed through the noisy training hall, even overpowering the surrounding fighting.
Just as the other students wondered what the noise was—
The burly man's originally thick and straight left leg was now bent inward at a grotesque obtuse angle.
"Ah ah ah ah—!!!"
The burly man, who had been grinning lewdly a second ago, instantly had his features twisted into a mess.
His massive body lost balance, toppling sideways like a collapsing mountain of flesh.
"Bang!!!"
A dull thud.
The 200-plus-pound burly man was kicked down onto the special rubber floor by the 1.53-meter tall girl.
The ground even seemed to tremble slightly.
His pig-like screams instantly drowned out all the noise in the entire venue.
"Ah ah ah ah—my leg! My leg is broken!!!"
The students stopped their movements, and all eyes turned in shock to the center of the arena.
There, the burly man who had just been grinning and making lewd remarks was now curled up on the ground.
His hands wanted to touch but dared not touch his already twisted and deformed lower leg; that section of shin bone hung limply to the side, connected only by flesh and skin, and one could even vaguely see the terrifying shape of bone fragments pushing up against the skin.
His face was pale from pain, snot and tears smeared all over it, his earlier arrogance long gone.
[villainess value +36]
Standing beside him, the blonde girl, only 1.53 meters tall, was slowly trying to put her hands back into her pockets... but after trying for a long time, she couldn't. Finally, she realized that the S.H.I.E.L.D. training uniform simply had no pockets.
"…"
Annie then somewhat awkwardly let her hands fall to her sides.
The entire venue was silent.
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