Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 1432: Weight-bearing soft nails

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Ye Qing Luo squinted her eyes, and stared deeply at Zi Qianqian's direction with her lingering gaze.

She noticed.

Xu Xiaolian, who seems to be full of guilt and fear, just raised her eyes to meet the look of Zi Qianqian.

Ye Qingluo is also clear.

Xu Xiaolian deliberately became the last to arrive at the training venue.

And this deliberately, it must have been ordered by Zi Qianqian.

This recognition made Ye Qingluo sneer.

Zi Qianqian's jealousy has made Zi Qianqian from that high above, holy goddess like a little dragon girl, into the goddess like this...jing.

Women...

Sure enough, it is easy to be controlled by my own emotions.

I came up with such a bad idea in order to prevent the Demon Class from eating lunch.

I'm also slightly drunk.

The Demon Class cannot eat lunch.

Can they eat it?

You know, what they represent now is going to the Xuan Academy.

Ye Qing chuckled her lips. Faced with the plummeting IQ of Zi Qianqian, she was not even interested in teasing.

Under the wailing of Shangxuan Academy, Oniwu and Zou Mo jumped off the crane and stood on the main stage.

Zou Mo patted his palms.

I saw four training instructors walking to the front of the main stage.

One person takes out a pocket of space.

"Boom, boom—"

Several sounds of heavy objects falling, crackling through the entire training venue.

I saw that one piece was poured out in that space pocket, which resembled golden silk soft armor.

The pieces of soft armor look extremely thin.

The sound that can be made from the soft armor falling on the ground...

Students from various colleges and universities have a drumbeat in their hearts.

There is an inexplicable...ominous premonition.

"Here, it is a special weight-bearing soft armor. A soft armor is about seventy catties."

"Each of you, come here to get a piece of soft armor, give you two sticks of incense time, change the soft armor, and report to me!"

Several instructors said in a deep voice.

The students' eyes widened: "Seven or seventy catties of soft armor?"

"Can we still walk in seventy catties of soft armor?"

"This is not training, this is cruel abuse!"

The students want to cry without tears.

Of course, the students of the Demon Class have already taken the lead 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 of the Magic Class, are you sure you are not joking?

Are they 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 play happily!

Can you still train together happily?

If these students knew that in addition to these soft armors, the students of the Demon Class had their own gravity belts.

The least is fifty catties.

Plus the weight of the soft armor.

Each of them has at least carried more than one hundred catties.

Rao is how unhappy the students are.

Finally, he stepped forward obediently and received his soft armor.

For a while, the students who put on soft armor and stood on the training ground again turned pale, as if they were facing an enemy.

Some of them are directly weak in their legs, and they are all shaky when they walk.

"From now on, before the training is over, no one is allowed to take off the soft armor on your body!" Oniwu's cold voice spread throughout the training field.

He swept across his eyes sharply, and a cold chill caused the students who were still wailing in pain to stop their voices.

"Whether it is eating, bathing or sleeping, no matter what method you use, as long as the training is not over, you can't take it off!"