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Chapter 1942 Devil Training (1)

Everyone in Hellfire Academy is talking about this huge disparity in the competition.

Luo Qiu increased the amount of training for the students during this period. Many other students came to the outside of Luo Qiu's classroom to watch. Seeing Luo Qiu's wonderful teachings, all the onlookers felt that Shen Yanxiao was now There is no chance of victory at all.

Luo Qiu's ordinary teaching is already much higher than other instructors, let alone what's going on now?

Many students were curious about the training situation at Shen Yanxiao's side. However, the entire martial arts arena was sealed. Not even a fly could fly in. They could only stand outside the closed door and eavesdrop on what was going on inside. .

In fact, everyone felt that no matter how intense Shen Yanxiao's training was, it would be absolutely impossible for him to win the competition in a month.

One month is too short a time for them. Even if they want to change their lives, they cannot change their lives so quickly.

In the martial arts arena, all the students were spread out on the ground, motionless like dead dogs.

This is only the second day of closed training, but they feel as long as a year has passed.

If Shen Yanxiao's previous training for them could be described as cruel, then everything that happened in the past two days could only be described as heartbreaking.

But by noon, all the teenagers felt that they no longer had the strength to move their fingers.

Each of their hands and feet were wrapped with a ten-pound sandbag, and the whole body was carrying a forty-pound weight, making every step they moved more difficult than before. However, their training content could not be as simple as walking. Simple.

In the entire martial arts arena, they no longer remember how many laps they were forced to run, running wildly all the way. If they carried them a little, the whip in Shen Yanxiao's hand would be whipped out mercilessly.

The whip that Shen Yanxiao is holding now is not a copycat copy made by Yang Xi. It is the one she got from Kyle yesterday. Not only is it extremely tough, but there are also many barbs on the whip. If it is hit by this With just one stroke of the whip, even the flesh of the belt has to be shaved off.

What's even more difficult is that, as high-level undead, their skin wounds recover at an astonishing speed. One second they were beaten so deep that their bones were visible, and the next second they started to heal. Even those who wanted to pretend to be dead were not equipped to do so. .

These two days, they were living in hell.

Except for eating and sleeping, all their time was spent on training, and even when eating and sleeping, they could not take off the 40-pound sandbags on their bodies.

To carry a bowl, two sandbags weighing a total of twenty kilograms had to be tied to their hands. This was absolutely killing them.

However, in the face of such high-intensity training, no one has asked for mercy, and no one has said anything about quitting.

All the teenagers, as if they had been beaten to death, were working hard, their hands and feet were shaking, and no one would stop before the end of the training.

Shen Yanxiao sat on a chair nearby, crossing his legs and looking at these tired and paralyzed teenagers. In terms of physical fitness, this group of teenagers can only be regarded as average, if not for the foundation they laid in the previous month. , I guess they won’t be able to survive even these two days.

The physical strength of these teenagers has been exhausted, and now they rely solely on their own willpower to support them and continue to move forward.

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