"Explain, my ass! Get in there and train!"
Teacher Gu kicked Zuo Xiaoduo inside. No wonder Qin Fangyang was always kicking and beating this brat. He really was asking for it.
He was far too curious.
Zuo Xiaoduo entered the Gravity Room wearing weights and immediately felt the difference.
His entire body suddenly dragged downward. Had the weights been fastened to his trousers instead of directly against his skin, they probably would have pulled his trousers down to his ankles.
"Damn! These could serve as a miraculous pants-removal device."
Zuo Xiaoduo muttered to himself.
As he adjusted a little, he discovered that moving was even harder than when he had first entered the Gravity Room. His thoughts raced, and he immediately circulated the Flame Sun True Scripture. The effect was indeed instant: his whole body suddenly felt lighter, but a certain spear also rose to pierce the heavens.
"I'm still missing one weight... This spot should be able to bear eighty or a hundred pounds..."
Zuo Xiaoduo looked down and muttered, unable to keep his imagination from wandering. "I just don't know whether this spot needs some more training too."
After thinking about it for a long time, he gave up.
"I'd better not damage it by training without knowing my limits. That would be trouble."
But even after giving up, Zuo Xiaoduo still found fresh inspiration-and fresh worries. "This sort of thing is actually pretty good... I kick people in the crotch every day, but my target is even more conspicuous than most people's. What if someone kicks me too?"
"Protective gear... Hmm, should I have a pair of iron underpants forged? For protection?"
Looking at his second brother, Zuo Xiaoduo could not help feeling a little melancholy. "Second Brother, you're far too imposing. Such a huge target,