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When the big break of the class was. Read the teacher bring a very heavy ambos into his classroom. When the students were all back. Said the teacher this was an instructive last lesson. He is still slightly confused by the action. In the middle ages the best weapons were forged with such an anvil. Pure iron and not to destroy. He looked at Xiao because she raised her hand. Yes, Xiao. May I try to press it again? He was happy to laugh a little. He was happy to say. When she came back to the front. Can I try the horn? She said. He sat comfortably on his chair. Gladly. As she put her fingers around the horn, her forearms tensed up into grotesque muscles and veins. Oh, that's really hard wheezing, Xiao. He saw her tense up even harder, he jumped up from his chair as he realized her fingers were squeezing the horn more and more. She started screaming and cocked her biceps too. The demand part of the whole anvil lifted. He touched her left forearm, he only felt rock hard muscles. While she tensed her right biceps even more to let her grip strength in her right arm run free. She literally crushed the horn like a hydraulic press. That can't be such a petite girl. When he saw those muscles? In class, it became so quiet that most of the class heard her own heart beating.

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When the big break of the class was. Read the teacher bring a very heavy ambos into his classroom. When the students were all back. Said the teacher this was an instructive last lesson. He is still slightly confused by the action. In the middle ages the best weapons were forged with such an anvil. Pure iron and not to destroy. He looked at Xiao because she raised her hand. Yes, Xiao. May I try to press it again? He was happy to laugh a little. He was happy to say. When she came back to the front. Can I try the horn? She said. He sat comfortably on his chair. Gladly. As she put her fingers around the horn, her forearms tensed up into grotesque muscles and veins. Oh, that's really hard wheezing, Xiao. He saw her tense up even harder, he jumped up from his chair as he realized her fingers were squeezing the horn more and more. She started screaming and cocked her biceps too. The demand part of the whole anvil lifted. He touched her left forearm, he only felt rock hard muscles. While she tensed her right biceps even more to let her grip strength in her right arm run free. She literally crushed the horn like a hydraulic press. That can't be such a petite girl. When he saw those muscles? In class, it became so quiet that most of the class heard her own heart beating.