Chapter 1948 Devil Training (7)

Time passed day by day, and there was only one day left before the game.

On this day, Shen Yanxiao did not let the students continue to learn new skills, but gave them a day off to adjust their state.

But Shen Yanxiao's thoughts were not the students' thoughts.

After Shen Yanxiao left the martial arts arena, Zhan Ye and the others continued to stay there.

A group of teenagers who had been carefully trained by Shen Yanxiao came to the chair that Shen Yanxiao said to be sitting on after finishing the simple basic training.

They all stared at the sandbags placed on the chairs.

"This is the sandbag of Emperor Yan's mentor?" Shi Le turned to look at the other companions, Shen Yanxiao took off the weight only today, they have always been curious about how heavy Shen Yanxiao's sandbag is.

Shen Yanxiao's sandbag looked smaller than Zhanye and the others, and Zhanye and the others asked several times, but Shen Yanxiao just laughed and did not answer.

Now, they finally have the chance to witness.

"I'll try it." Zhan Ye stepped forward and reached out to pick up one of the sandbags.

When the sandbag was in hand, Zhanye's expression instantly became extremely gloomy.

"What's the matter?" The other teenagers looked curiously at Zhan Ye who had a strange expression, they still maintained a state of awe towards Shen Yanxiao's things and didn't dare to touch them lightly.

The corner of Zhan Ye's mouth twitched and he put the sandbag back, looked at his companion with a sullen face and said, "Take it yourself."

After finishing speaking, Zhanye turned his head and walked back, silently ran to the side, tied the sandbags he had unloaded to his limbs again, and started running in the martial arts arena sullenly.

Zhan Ye's weird reaction made the other teenagers even more curious, they finally mustered up the courage to touch Shen Yanxiao's sandbag.

Almost at the same time, all the teenagers who had touched Shen Yanxiao's sandbags froze in place, then turned around without saying a word, ran towards their own sandbags, and silently dropped the sandbags one by one. Re-tied, gave up the plan to go back to rest, and continued to practice in the martial arts field.

Kyle rushed over after receiving the news that the martial arts arena was open, and found that Shen Yanxiao had left, but in the martial arts arena, all the students were still training desperately.

This group of students, really desperate, are still training until now?

Kyle frowned slightly, he didn't see Shen Yanxiao, and he didn't want to disturb this group of teenagers training, so he could only sneak around alone, and saw four small sandbags placed on the chair with a glance, Kyle was curious. Yu, pick up one casually.

As soon as the thing was started, Kyle's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"This thing...isn't light." Kyle reckoned that the small sandbag in his hand weighed at least fifty catties, which didn't match the size at all.

He carefully poked a hole with a dagger, and pieces of fine iron sand slipped from the sandbag to the ground.

All black, without any impurities, the whole bag is filled with heavy iron sand.

There are actually four sandbags like this, and the combined weight of the four is at least two hundred catties.

Kyle vaguely remembered that when he came to visit Shen Yanxiao a few times ago, Shen Yanxiao had these four sandbags tied to her body.

"Hey, this little girl... is really a bit cruel." Even Kyle couldn't help being taken aback by the weight of these bags of iron sand.

Two hundred catties, even he felt a bit strenuous.