Isabella Lindsey stood there without moving a muscle, and calmly said, "One."
"Yes, instructor, Isabella only picked one weapon," Nella Crassus added from behind her, "and it meets the requirements."
"One?"
The male instructor seemed a bit incredulous, "It's better if I check just to be sure. We can't cancel the exercise due to a violation. Even if you win in the end, it could still be ruled as a loss, what a pity."
Isabella said nothing.
She easily lowered the large box she had been carrying on her shoulder, placing it on the ground without a single metal clank.
This was more than enough proof of her strength.
Truly a feat of lifting and lowering with ease!
The male instructor was also stunned.
He thought he was hallucinating: No way, if it was a box full of weapons, there should have been a thud when it hit the ground, how could it possibly be as light as laying down a feather?
Could it be she had just brought a big box to bluff, to intimidate others?
In an instant.
