Chapter 1948: Devil Training (7)

Time passes by, and only the last day of the game is left.
On this day, Shen Yanxiao did not let the students continue to learn new skills, but gave them a day off to let them adjust their status.
However, the thought of Shen Yanxiao is not the thought of the students.
After Shen Yanxiao left the military field, they continued to stay there.
A group of teenagers who had been carefully trained by Shen Yanxiao, after doing simple basic training, brushed to the side of the chair where Shen Yanxiao said before sitting.
They all stared at the sandbags that were placed on the chairs.
"This is the sandbag of Emperor Yandi?" Xerox turned to look at other companions. Shen Yanxiao took the weight down today. They have always been very curious. There are multiple sandbags in Yan Yanxiao.
Shen Yanxiao's sandbags seem to be smaller than the battlefield. They asked them several times in the battlefield. Shen Yanxiao laughed and did not answer.
Today, they finally have the opportunity to witness.
"I will try it out." The battlefield stepped forward and reached out and took one of the sandbags.
When the sandbags started, the expression of the battlefield instantly became extremely gloomy.
"What's wrong?" The other teenagers looked curiously at the weird battlefield. They still had awe-inspiring attitude toward Shen Yanxiao's things, and they dared not touch it easily.
In the battlefield, the mouth of the mouth twitched and put the sandbag back, and stretched a face to look at the companion: "You take it yourself."
After all, the battlefield turned and went back, silently ran to the side, and tied the sandbags that he had unloaded to his limbs. The bulkhead ran in the battlefield.
The quirky reaction of the battlefield made the other teenagers more curious. They finally got the courage and touched the sandbags of Yan Yanxiao.
Almost at the same time, all the teenagers who had touched the Yan Yan Xiaosha bag were dead in the same place, then they turned around without saying a word, ran towards their sandbags, silently sandbags one by one. Re-tied up, gave up the plan to go back to rest, and continued to practice in the military field.
Kyle rushed over after receiving news of the opening of the military field and found that Shen Yanxiao had left, but in the performance field, all the students were still training hard.
This group of students, really do not want to die, actually still training now?
Kyle frowned slightly, did not see the traces of Shen Yanxiao, he did not want to disturb this group of youth training, can only sneak out one by one, sweeping the eyes to see the four small sandbags placed in the chair, Kyle curiosity I, pick up one at a time.
When things got started, Kyle’s eyes showed a hint of surprise.
"This thing...not light." Kyle estimated that the small sandbag in his hand had a weight of at least fifty pounds, which was completely inconsistent with the volume.
He cautiously poked a hole in the dagger, and a piece of fine iron sand slipped from the sandbag to the ground.
The darkness of the color, without any impurities, the whole bag is filled with heavy iron sand.
There are four sandbags like this, and the weight of four adds up, at least two hundred pounds.
Kyle vaguely remembered that when he came to see Yan Yanxiao a few times ago, Shen Yanxiao was tied with such four sandbags.
"Hey, this little Nizi... It's a bit ferocious." Even Kyle had to be shocked by the weight of these bags of iron sand.
Two hundred pounds, even if he felt a little hard.