Su Xiaolu was so tired that she was trembling. She had worn the heavy item last night and her limbs were tired. The last two hours were especially torturous.
Su Chong's expression was normal. At this moment, he was looking at Gui You's swordplay in high spirits.
Gui You's was very good at martial arts, and his sword technique was exquisite. After practicing for a while, his expression became even colder.
When the time came, Su Xiaolu trembled and almost cried. "Master Gui You…"
Su Chong jumped down in two steps and quickly supported Su Xiaolu. He asked with concern, "What's wrong, Xiaolu? Are you feeling unwell?"
Su Xiaolu almost cried. She was exhausted.
Gui You walked over calmly. He reached out and patted Su Chong. "Kid, don't you feel anything unusual about your body?"
Su Chong was puzzled. "?"
"Look at your younger siblings. Standing for a while is already their limit, but you and Simei can last for a few hours."
