The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-1945

"What about others?" Shen Yanxiao looked at the other teenagers and asked.

"It's almost the same as what Zhanye said. We all feel that we have already adapted to it... Mentor Yan Di, you won't give us more of a load, will you?” A group of teenagers looked at Shen Yanxiao nervously. Every time Shen Yanxiao called them to stop over these fifteen days, she would increase the weight on their bodies. They almost formed a conditioned reflex that once Shen Yanxiao called for a halt, their hands and feet would begin to tremble.

"How much is the weight on your bodies now?" Shen Yanxiao did not answer the question of the students and just asked another question.

"Eighty, ah." The teenagers answered honestly.

Shen Yanxiao shook her head.

"Wrong."

"Wrong?" The teenagers were confused again. The sandbags on their bodies were ten kilograms each. Right now, there were eight sandbags on their bodies. Wasn't that exactly eighty in total?

"It’s one hundred." Shen Yanxiao's mouth formed a wicked smile.

"..."

For a moment, silence pervaded the whole martial arts arena.

"The last two sandbags I gave are filled with iron sand, each weighing twenty kilograms." Shen Yanxiao's eyes twinkled with a bad smile.

A group of teenagers suddenly felt as though dark clouds were gathering over their heads...

One hundred kilograms...

Heavens! The load on their bodies had actually overtaken their own body weight!

No wonder there was an obvious feeling of strangeness after the addition of the last two sandbags. It wasn't them thinking too much; their cruel mentor really had done something insane ah!

Mentor Yan Di, do you dare to be more wretched?

All of them were very obedient to her now, yet Shen Yanxiao still made some small movements in secret. This made a group of exhausted teenagers feel more and more that they really couldn’t be counted on.

Looking at a group of teenagers with tears on their faces, Shen Yanxiao smiled and said, "I didn’t tell you so that you would think that the weight on your body is only eighty kilograms. Eighty kilograms is not hard for you all to accept, after all."

Shen Yanxiao had waged a psychological battle. Be it human beings or undead, there would be hidden hints, and Shen Yanxiao gave them the wrong hints so that they could silently accept everything while also pushing their potentials to the limit.

If she had told them from the beginning that they would suddenly take on an additional forty kilograms, she feared that it would only cause a great mental burden to them. Eighty kilograms and one hundred kilograms, from two digits it had jumped directly to three digits. Such a psychological burden would cause a great shadow on their hearts.

Shen Yanxiao had also been fooled by her instructor in the organization back in her previous life. Now, she directly copied this and used it to fool her students; the effect was surprisingly good.

"You all are still a long way from your limits, so don't underestimate yourselves. You are not unable to do it, you have just given yourself a mental hurdle." Shen Yanxiao said.

A group of teenagers were silent. Shen Yanxiao's words plunged them into contemplation.

In fact, like Shen Yanxiao said, the wrong psychological hints allowed them to accept all of this calmly. The weight which seemed absolutely impossible to bear had actually been carried by them for five days. From the initial inflexibility, it had changed to today's adaptation.

"Thank you, Mentor Yan Di." A group of teenagers genuinely bowed to Shen Yanxiao. They understood that Shen Yanxiao had worked so hard to make them stronger.

During the half-month period, Shen Yanxiao lived and ate with them. When they were training, she would also train at the sidelines with them. They also noticed that Shen Yanxiao's limbs were tied with the same sandbags as theirs.