Chapter 760 Horrific Disparity in Strength
No. 95 answered them immediately, "Instructor Qiao told us that An Xia won!"
"What? Won? True or false??"
"Win? Really won?"
Haven't fully recovered yet, when they heard such great news and spoke at the same time, No. 39 and No. 75 were so excited that their brains rushed to blood again.
"It's more real than real gold." Qiao Jiquan and another instructor picked up several fighters in succession, and finally No. 21 and Miao Hai followed.
They were the last to catch the upside down, so they were also the last to come up.
Miao Hai hadn't stood firm yet, and couldn't wait to ask, "Did An Xia win? Did we win?"
"Congratulations, you've won." Qiao Jiquan strode away after finishing speaking. He had nothing to do here.
Hurry up and gather to find Fu Siling.
He ran into An Xia head-on again.
Qiao Ji stopped, stopped, and asked in a low voice, "Win? How is Lingshen? Are you okay?"
Didn't get hurt by An Xia?
An Xia fought with the super female fighter, and he also watched the whole process.
That ruthless person who watched the battle trembled in fear.
An Xia said, "It's okay."
It's okay...
It won't really hurt Ling Shen.
Qiao Ji didn't have the heart to ask any more questions, and hurriedly gave An Xiabi a thumbs up before running away.
When he ran over, he saw Fu Siling talking to Jiang Wenbin.
"Lingshen! Are you okay!"
Before the person arrived, Qiao Jiquan raised his voice and asked.
Fu Siling glanced at him, "Can you stay here if you have something to do?"
Still the same as before, cool and cool!
Georgie was relieved.
He still wanted to ask something, but Jiang Wenbin gave him a wink, which meant: don't ask!
Shut up quickly.
Just as the other brothers rushed over, Qiao Jiquan decided to leave the question to the brothers.
They will definitely ask.
Sure enough, the first sentence was, "Lingshen, are you okay?"
Or, "Lost? Lost so fast?"
"Cough cough cough!" Jiang Wenbin coughed loudly.
Low EQ!
Too low EQ!
How can you ask like that.
Although Ling Shen looked expressionless and didn't care at all, but in his heart?
I don't care if my heart is the same as the surface.
Fu Siling frowned, "What are you coughing for? Losing is losing. Can a few coughs cover up the truth?"
Lose also lose openly.
"Assemble." Bing Leng ordered, and the five instructors assembled immediately.
Rest, stand still, and after the password, Fu Siling said calmly: "Just now I lost to An Xia. It took 3 minutes and I lost to An Xia twice in a row."
! ! !
Three minutes, two consecutive losses!
They fought Lingshen, but they never won!
"An Xia's fighting strength has reached the level of a special soldier, and I, an intermediate level, lost in three minutes against her. Think about it for yourself, how many minutes can you last with your skills?"
He looked at the instructor who was dragged away by An Xia the first time.
"Report, less than a minute!" The instructor replied, "I am powerless to attack from behind."
The cold dagger pressed against his neck, so close that he realized that someone was approaching.
Fu Siling said: "It's less than a minute. For me, it's exactly three minutes. Beginner, intermediate, and special. Beyond the three levels, the difference in strength is like an abyss."
"After this assessment is over, all fighters will strengthen their training!"
"yes!"
"yes!"
"yes!"
...
Five voices as cold as steel pierced the night, so powerful that even the wind avoided them and blew in another direction.
On Anxia's side, he has already assembled with the soldiers.
Surrounded by them, look carefully for any injuries.
"No injury, don't check it." An Xia had a headache.
What is there to check?
If you are injured, you are injured, if you are not injured, you are not injured. Could it be that you are still lying?