The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-1949

Shen Yanxiao went back to her room, oblivious to what had happened in the martial arts arena.

She had no idea how much the small sandbags she had accidentally left in the arena had stimulated the group of teenagers.

Taotie took this opportunity to slip out and sit on Shen Yanxiao's bed, eating the snacks Shen Yanxiao had bought him.

"Master, do you think they can win?" Taotie asked. Right now, he was the only person Shen Yanxiao could talk to, therefore he should be more active in chatting with Shen Yanxiao in case his master felt stifled.

"What do you think?" Shen Yanxiao lay in bed and did not care about this issue at all.

"I think so! Because master herself is the one who taught them!" The confidence Taotie had in Shen Yanxiao was ready to explode.

Shen Yanxiao just smiled and said nothing.

Just as she was about to close her eyes and take a rest, Taotie suddenly turned into a phantom and disappeared from Shen Yanxiao's room.

The next second, someone knocked on the door of Shen Yanxiao's room without warning.

Shen Yanxiao got up and opened the door. Outside the door, she found Kehr with a tired look on his face.

Kehr was holding four very familiar sandbags in his arms.

"Mentor Kehr?" Shen Yanxiao looked at Kehr and wondered why he suddenly came to her while carrying her sandbags.

"Are these yours?" Kehr looked at Shen Yanxiao, raising the sandbags in his arms.

"Yes." Shen Yanxiao nodded.

Kehr's mouth twitched slightly.

"Don't put these in the martial arts arena." Kehr's face was stiff as he said.

"Uh..."

"Your students are stimulated by these four objects. Right now, each of them is still training over there. The competition is tomorrow. It's not good for them to over-exhaust themselves at this time." Kehr supported his forehead. This little girl did not realize at all that her mindless act had caused trauma to those vulnerable young men.

God knew, Kehr could not continue staying in the martial arts arena after sticking around foolishly for ten minutes. Those children simply seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. Each and every one of them raced each other. On one side, they were running; on the other, fighting. This scene made Kehr feel intoxicated.

As the commander-in-chief of the undead army in Howling Abyss, even Kehr's most elite soldiers had no such intense training.

This could practically become the cause of one’s death.

"They're still training?" Shen Yanxiao was shocked. She remembered that she had told them all to go back to rest before she left.

"That’s right. They originally thought that a load of a hundred kilograms is already an extreme boundary. But it turned out that their petite mentor had been carrying twice the weight of their loads. Do you think they will still have the mind to rest?" Kehr rolled his eyes. If he hadn't looked at the sandbags of the students, he wouldn’t have known the reason why the students were still training crazily until now.

Shen Yanxiao’s action was just too provoking.

Shen Yanxiao felt helpless. This was really not intentional.

"I'll have them go back to rest later."

"Alright." Kehr nodded. He looked at Shen Yanxiao hesitantly. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I didn't expect that you would train them so well. Maybe the dean was right. I'm looking forward to the performance of those students tomorrow."

A high intensity training while carrying a hundred kilograms load on their bodies. This training method was really unheard of. Shen Yanxiao's ways of teaching had really broadened Kehr’s horizons.

Even Kehr began to wonder how exactly Shen Yanxiao had trained those students during this time. Although he had seen them halfway, in order to not disturb them, he came and went in a hurry, and did not see what they were doing exactly.