Chapter 585 Competitive

An Xia didn't think about making trouble.

He said lightly: "I prefer to speak with my strength. Don't be surprised. It's just the beginning, and there are more exciting days ahead. Whatever tricks you have, just use them. Don't worry about whether I can adapt."

"I'm even more worried, the tricks you guys are using are too weak, I don't like them!"

Arrogant!

Too arrogant!

He was so arrogant that he was as arrogant as Fu Siling, and he was willing to bow down.

The majesty of being an intermediate special combatant has been seriously challenged!

"Okay, as long as you can carry it, then we can rest assured. I'm afraid, if we go big, you will cry and beg your mother to let you go." Comparing his skills with words, Fu Siling admitted that he had never lost.

Immediately turned back lazily, and said politely, please don't underestimate the middle-level special fighters.

An Xia nodded seriously, "Okay, I'll wait." As he said, the speed of crawling forward has not slowed down, crawling forward, the adrenaline soared, causing the whole person to be very excited. The more energetic you are.

She was compared with Mu Chenyuan, and she lost a little, which shows that her current strength has not returned to the past.

Then go down one level, and compete with an intermediate-level special soldier. Use him as a benchmark, and have a quick match, so as to see if your strength has reached the intermediate level.

As for Fu Siling, his competitive spirit was fully aroused.

interesting!

So exciting!

Thought it was a bronze.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a king!

Still a queen!

He didn't mean to look down on female soldiers either.

It's true that he has never met a female fighter who is stronger than him, except for his distant cousin, An Xia is the second most powerful female fighter he has ever met.

Fu Siling became competitive, but he didn't know that An Xia was just using him as a tool to test his own strength.

However, now that Fu Siling had the competitive spirit to compete with her, how could An Xia, who was equally competitive, fall behind?

Come on then!

The others saw the running track on the playground, and the two crawling figures rolled up a cloud of dust, like calves having fun in the field. It was obviously so hard and tiring training, and they were forced to compare their joy.

What the hell is there to be happy about!

Qiao Ji put a blank face on his face and murmured, "Pervert, so fucking perverted. He treats the exhausting training as enjoyment. He used to be Fu Siling alone, but now there is an extra An Xia."

Still let people live!

"In the past, I felt that I could still make up for it. Now that An Xia has joined, I have a strong feeling that I am not even worthy of making up for it!" Jiang Wenbin wiped his face, feeling a little 'sad'.

Jiang Xiaohong glanced at the two of them and sighed, "What you said is exactly what I think."

Isn't it that you don't even have the qualifications to make up the numbers?

An Xia!

A girl who just finished three months of recruiting training, she! It's no worse than Fu Siling!

When the five laps of crawling were over, An Xia and Fu Siling were tied again. Qiao Jinian, Jiang Xiaohong, and Jiang Wenbin only had a slight ups and downs in their hearts and accepted it.

After all, they are junior special fighters who have seen the storm!

But those fighters who participated in the election have never seen it.

shocked!

Miao Hai, who had just finished wrestling with wheels, only heard a sudden burst of thunderous applause in his ears. He stretched out his hand to pick up the fighter he had knocked down, dripping with sweat, panting heavily, and said, "Sorry, let's do it!" It's heavier."

The loser wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Although his face was not very good, he still accepted the fact that he had lost, "It's okay, just a little scratch, it will be fine tomorrow."