Mercury Gown’s weight to 50 cauldrons for a total of 300 cauldrons. Yi Yun estimated that this was his limit. If he really couldn’t take it, he could slightly reduce the Flowing Mercury Gown’s weight. When comparing strength, Yi Yun could not beat Zhou Kui in his peak condition.
At this time, Zhou Kui looked like he had eaten a pound of arsenic. He did not know what to say.
This kid, what madness is this…?
After enduring the Wilderness Divine Hall, he’s still taking on 250 cauldrons to frog-jump 5 kilometers?
Zhou Kui was now irrevocably committed.
Many people were looking at him. The Jin Long Wei members, the Xuanwu Army members and the bald man were looking at Zhou Kui with a smile.
Zhou Kui felt this heart was in a stampede of 10,000 near-horned beasts with mud-stained hoofs. They were crushing him till he vomited blood. He gritted his teeth and took out a red training suit from the box.
Black color and red color, a total of 250 cauldrons…
A vein stuck out from Zhou Kui’s head. Is he risking his life to defy me?
He looked at Yi Yun. He had his suspicions that this kid Yi Yun was purposely messing with him. Can he even wear 250 cauldrons of training suits?
If Yi Yun couldn’t, then he didn’t need to follow in Yi Yun’s mad footsteps.
But Yi Yun had already wore the red training suit and was just about to wear the black one…