Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 2222: Don’t lower our class of gods

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Noon is approaching.

The students of the Demon Class don’t expect that the people of the God Class will prepare lunch for them.

Eleven people gathered in a group and took out dry food and water bags from the space pockets to replenish their physical strength.

After eating, Ye Qing settled the time.

There are about two quarters of an hour, or thirty minutes.

She wiped her hands and stood up: "Walk to the physical training site and digest the food."

Ten students of the Demon Class immediately stood up.

When the eleven people arrived at the physical training site, it had not arrived at noon.

On the training ground, fifteen students of the class of gods dressed in white were standing.

Three masters stood on the periphery of the training field.

When I saw Ye Qingluo and others, rushing over before the time limit, the expression of surprise appeared on their faces.

Especially the fat master, his tiny, slit-like eyes can see the surprise in his gleaming eyes.

He personally took the students of the Demon Class to the actual combat training forest.

He knew the terrain there best.

Because of these students, they clearly remember the directions that the few trails of the Class of God lead to.

He specially took a winding road in the actual combat training forest.

There is no special explanation. He will not come to pick them up during the special training in the afternoon.

I just want to test if the memory of the students of the Magic Class is really against the sky and can record all the terrain.

The fat master is sure.

Even if the students from the Class of God are allowed to come, they are not necessarily able to remember the exit of the forest clearly.

But...

The students of the Magic Class did it.

Moreover, it is completed without any difficulty.

"Sorry, I kept you waiting for so long."

As soon as Ye Qing came, he saw a lot of people standing in the field, and immediately led the students forward.

Fat Master Fatty shook: "It's okay, you guys came within the stipulated time."

Ye Qingluo pursed her lips modestly and smiled.

Master Shen Qing raised his eyelids lazily: "By the way, little guys, have you eaten lunch? The fat old man’s special training is very cruel. If you don’t eat lunch, you will probably be exhausted. On the training ground."

"My special training is cruel? What are you talking about nonsense, the old man?" The fat master gave Master Shen Qing a fierce look, and then put his gaze on Ye Qingluo and the others. "However, the old man was right. If you haven’t eaten lunch, hurry up and eat now. The special training in the afternoon is more physically demanding. If you have not completed the task, you can’t leave the training ground or eat. Did you hear that?"

Ye Qingluo continued to smile modestly: "We have already eaten dry food, thank you for your concern. We have also understood the rules of the special training, and we have no objections."

The three masters looked at the eyes of the Demon Class, which became even more weird.

This foreign class student is really different from previous years.

Such students.

How come you are in the Demon Class, which has the reputation of "Trash Class One"?

"Since we are all here, we will start the special training now, and the students are all standing." The fat master glanced at a few people and suddenly shouted.

Then, raised his finger to the direction of the students of the Demon Class: "You guys, stand there."

He pointed to the place where the students of the Class of God were standing.

The students of the Magic Class walked over.

Not yet near, I heard Yan You's cynic voice: "Stay away from us, a bunch of trash, don't lower our class of gods."

The steps of the students of the Demon Class.

Tong Ziqing raised her beautiful eyes and glanced at Yan You's face with cold eyes.

That gaze is full of ridicule.