Both of them couldn't help but use their maximum energy to fight against each other! It is not common to encounter such an opponent.
Seeing the two of them like this, Luo Qingkuang couldn't help but nodded. It was just as she expected. Poor Dark Soul, even if you accept the previous training, you will still lose to the dwarf in front of you!
Luo Qingkuang had already guessed the result. No matter how hard Dark Soul and the others trained, they only trained for a year. Even though they used marrow-cleansing water, their physical fitness was still not fully developed. But these dwarves are different.
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They have been playing with hammers since they were born and can crawl, and when they grow up, they have to learn blacksmithing! [
From small hammers at the beginning to sledgehammers of two to three hundred kilograms, they had to work hard and conscientiously in everything they did. If the predictions are correct, the dwarves had to learn forging well, and they had to swing hammers at least six thousand times a day, so they
His arm strength is amazing!
Even though Dark Soul has good physical fitness, he can't withstand such powerful training!
After Luo Qingkuang touched these forged hammers before, he suddenly had an idea and planned to hit the students of Waste Class 11 again.
Therefore, they deliberately let Dark Soul and Nai Yuan have an arm wrestling match to let them see the gap between themselves and the dwarves. In short, they will stay here for a long time.
How boring would it be if they were not allowed to train?
Sure enough, Dark Soul had no choice but to admit defeat after working hard for a long time. He was sweating profusely and had nothing to say at this time!
The arm strength of the dwarves in front of him is amazing! They can't compete with the dwarves just by their physical strength! What's even more surprising to him is that not only is Nai Yuan's arm strength so strong, but his endurance is even more amazing!
In the end, Dark Soul's arms were trembling, and he was knocked down on the stone table by Nai Yuan...
"Bang!"
The students of Waste Class 11 only heard such a voice, and the winner was decided before their eyes!
"Dark Soul, you actually lost?" Ouyang Jue murmured. He looked at An Ye next to him, and both of them couldn't help but feel surprised.
Of course they don't think it's the Dark Souls who are letting loose, so the only answer is that the arm strength of these dwarves in front of them is really strong!
"You win!"
Dark Soul clenched his fist and said, his arm was trembling now because he exerted a lot of force.