Douluo: I am Bibi Dong's guardian sword!

Chen An heard the sound of high heels hitting the ground from behind, and turned slightly to look at the tall figure behind him. When he saw the six figures behind him, he was a little stunned.

"Chen An, I admit that I am indeed handsome, but don't look at me like this. I will be shy!" Oscar said narcissistically, shaking his silver hair.

Chen An's face darkened: "Although you are indeed older than me, when you can beat me, I may admit this false fact. By the way, you must bear the risk of going bald if you fight me. "

Oscar turned his head awkwardly and looked at Tang San in the distance: "Tang San, do you think I'm handsome?"

"Don't worry about being handsome or not, you should practice quickly. As long as you become strong enough, you can catch up with your sweetheart."

As soon as he heard this, Oscar immediately became energetic.

Ning Rongrong also said with contempt: "Don't! Even if you try hard, your sweetheart won't like you."

Oscar also smiled and said: "That's not necessarily the case!"

Blushing, Ning Rongrong took Chen An's hand and said, "You really have no chance!"

Chen An, who was on the side, ignored Oscar's frozen face, shook Ning Rongrong's hand away, bent down and put the iron ring on his waist. On his waist, a heavy feeling pulled Chen An's lower body down.He did not immediately put the bamboo basket on his back. Instead, he chose to adapt to the weight of the iron hoop before bending down and carrying the heavy bamboo basket on his back. He slowly took a small step forward, and a tall figure appeared in Chen An's original position. Finger deep footprints.

Because he is not allowed to use soul power, Chen An can only use the power of the body. The physical power alone already has the power of the soul sect. The stones in the bamboo basket gave Chen An a considerable burden, plus the heavy iron Putting the ring around his waist made it more difficult for Chen An.

Only Tang San has seen this iron ring. This kind of iron ring is made of special iron. It is small in size but weighs a full fifty kilograms. The bamboo basket also weighs forty kilograms. The total weight of the whole body is A full ninety kilograms.

The weight of ninety kilograms was completely beyond the soul sect's endurance. Chen An must have felt the heavy pressure.

Chen An walked forward slowly, and with every step he took, there would be a deep footprint.

After that, he put it down and took off Zhu Zhuqing's weight at the same time.

"This thing is not as useful as push-ups, sit-ups, squats, or a ten-kilometer run. It cannot exercise the whole body. It can only load the back and legs, and it is also harmful to the body."

In less than two laps, Tang San's body on the other side was covered with sweat, his chest was rising and falling, and heavy breathing continued to come from his mouth.

"call……"

Sweat dripped down Tang San's eyelashes, but he still didn't use half of his soul power. His tenacious willpower allowed Tang Ling to persist until the seventh lap. His slow progress accidentally touched a small stone, and he fell to the ground. On the ground, the clothes on his body were stained with yellow dust, and his white palms had bloody wounds scratched by sharp stones.

"Tang San!" Dai Mubai hurriedly helped Tang San stand up, feeling the weight on Tang San's body, and silently looked at the wound on Tang San's hand.

The four Chen Ans on the other side are also going through this process, but they are not carrying as much weight as they are.

On the eighth lap, Tang San's clothes were completely soaked with sweat, and there were some watermarks on the ground with every step he took. His long black hair was slightly messy, and his deep black pupils were a little sluggish. He still stubbornly used his body to support himself step by step. .

Tang San was simply trying to hold on now, and he might not be able to hold on even in the ninth circle.

Tang San didn't want to refuse the help of Dai Mubai and Oscar Ma Hongjun, but because he knew that once the weight of the stones in his bamboo basket was distributed, not only Tang San might not be able to hold on, but also a few people might be involved.

Slowly returning to Shrek, Tang San drank nearly five glasses of salt water. Only then did his eyes recover somewhat, and he raised his steps again to start his last round of punishment.

Flanders stood beside the master, looking at the four people who were gradually disappearing, and slowly exhaled: "Why do you have to give Tang San a weight that exceeds his own limit? If this continues, his body will collapse! On the contrary, It's Chen An on the side. I saw that their movements are very useful. I practiced them myself and I feel that they are much more useful than your exercise."

"Then you didn't try to stop him? Besides, Tang San's body couldn't collapse that easily. What's more, Haotian Mian also told you that as long as you can't die by practicing, then let Tang San practice to death." Rand, I don’t believe you didn’t realize that Xiaosan received such special training when he was very young!”

"His physical strength has far exceeded that of ordinary soul masters, and has even reached the soul sect level. If you can't be ruthless, Flanders, then I think you should not use the name Monster Academy." The master said coldly. .

"No, it's not that I can't be cruel, because Shrek is my life's work. You don't understand this feeling. They are like my children to me. After watching my children become stronger step by step, I feel like Very gratifying indeed.

But Tang San is different from other people after all..." Flanders withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the cold-faced master.

"Flanders, Tang San may be different in your eyes, but it is the same to me. There is no difference in my eyes! I am even happier than you that Xiao San has been able to reach this point in five years. And I am so happy, in my eyes he is my son!" The master's voice was full of softness, a smile appeared on his stiff face, he turned around and left with the bucket.

Flanders chuckled a few times as he watched the master go away, and shook his head.

The arduous journey continued, every step Tang San took became more difficult, his vision became blurred, and his lungs felt as if they were on fire. When he was about to fall to the ground again, he was held up by Dai Mubai, Tang San He turned his head to look at Dai Mubai, who was supporting him, and tugged at the corner of his mouth. His messy black hair and blue clothes were already soaked, as if he had just come out of the bath before he could dry himself off.

"Mistress, hu... are you okay?" Dai Mubai was also panting heavily, his strange eyes full of exhaustion and concern for his partner.

"I'm still fine..." Tang San's voice became a little hoarse, but he did not break away from Dai Mubai's support, but let Dai Mubai support him to move forward step by step.

Dai Mubai silently panted and came to Tang San's back, picked up the stone that belonged to Oscar and put it into his bamboo basket, not allowing Tang San to refuse at all.

"Xiao San, I know what you are thinking, but don't forget, we are partners." Dai Mubai was also panting heavily. Oscar and Ma Hongjun's rocks were all on him, and he could hardly hold on any longer.