Ye Qingluo squinted her charming eyes, staring deeply at Zi Qianqian's direction with lingering eyes.
She noticed.
Xu Xiaolian, who seemed to be full of guilt, timid and fearful, raised her eyes and met Zi Qianqian's gaze just now.
Ye Qingluo also understood.
Xu Xiaolian deliberately became the last one to arrive at the training ground.
And this was done on purpose, and it must have been ordered by Zi Qianqian.
Ye Qingluo couldn't help but sneer at this realization.
Zi Qianqian's jealousy made Zi Qianqian change from the high and holy goddess like little dragon girl to the current goddess... Jing.
woman...
Sure enough, it is easy to be controlled by one's own emotions.
In order to make the demon class collectively ban eating lunch, they came up with such a bad idea.
Also slightly drunk.
Demon class can't eat lunch.
Can they eat it
You know, what they represent now is Shangxuan Academy.
Ye Qing clicked her tongue, facing Zi Qianqian whose IQ was plummeting, she didn't even have the interest to tease her.
Under the wailing sound of Shangxuan Academy, Gui Wu and Zou Mo jumped off Xianhe and stood on the main stage.
Zou Mo clapped his palms.
I saw four training instructors walking to the front of the main stage.
One person took out a space pocket.
"Bang bang bang—"
The sound of a few heavy objects falling to the ground resounded throughout the training ground.
I saw pieces poured out of the space pocket, similar to golden silk soft armor.
That piece of soft armor looks extremely thin.
The sound from the soft armor falling on the ground...
It made the students of all major colleges feel drummed in their hearts.
There is an inexplicable... ominous premonition.
"Here is a special heavy-duty soft armor. A piece of soft armor weighs about seventy catties."
"Each of you, come here to get a soft armor, give you two incense sticks of time, change into the soft armor, and report to me!"
Several instructors said in a low voice.
The students' eyes widened: "Seven or seventy catties of soft armor?"
"Can we still walk in soft armor weighing seventy catties?"
"This is not training, this is brutal abuse!"
The students wanted to cry but had no tears.
Of course, the students of the Demon Class had already stepped forward first and received their soft armor.
There were even a few students who asked for two pieces of soft armor.
The expressions of the students: "..."
Inwardly, it almost collapsed.
Students in the Demon Class, are you sure you're not joking
Are you sure they can wear two pieces of soft armor
A piece of seventy catties!
Two pieces of nima are one hundred and forty catties!
Can you still have fun!
Can you still have fun training together
If these students knew, apart from the soft armor, the students of the Demon Class would have gravity belts on their bodies.
The least is fifty catties.
Plus the weight of the soft armor.
Each of them at least carried a weight of more than one hundred catties.
No matter how unhappy those students are.
In the end, he stepped forward obediently and received his soft armor.
But for a moment, those students from various colleges who put on soft armor and stood on the training ground again all looked pale, as if they were facing a big enemy.
There are also some whose legs are weak, and they are shaky when they walk.
"From now on, until the training is over, no one is allowed to take off the soft armor on your body!" Onimu's cold voice spread throughout the training ground.
His sharp eyes swept across, and the cold chill caused the students who were still howling in pain to stop their voices.
"Whether it's eating, bathing or sleeping, no matter what method you use, as long as the training is not over, you can't take it off!"