Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!

Thirty laps are complete!

The two arrived at the end at the same time!

Regardless of victory or defeat, draw!

Everyone held their breaths tightly, and the moment they reached the end at the same time, they suddenly relaxed.

Take a deep breath and applaud the two.

To be precise, applaud for An Xia!

It was Lei Hongtao who took the lead, and the crisp and powerful applause made others react. After that, he immediately followed and applauded.

An Xia did not stop, and started walking slowly after running.

I can't rest before my eyes. I have to wait for the muscles of my body to relax completely before I stop.

Fu Siling naturally walked with her.

With black hair dripping with sweat, eyes that are three-pointers more handsome than women looked at An Xia, while adjusting her breathing, she smiled and said, "You female fighters, when you are strong, we will make our male warrior souls tremble."

"I thought there would be no more female fighters to tie with me. Unexpectedly, I ran into it again today."

An Xia shook his arm and glanced at him, "That's because you see less, there are definitely many female fighters who can win you."

"So far, I have only encountered two." Fu Siling wiped his sweat, revealing a smooth forehead, more handsome and three-dimensional, "There are three more, I look forward to your performance."

"I also look forward to your performance." An Xia replied lightly, and then said: "It's been a long time since I ran so happy, I have a chance to continue."

"Welcome at any time." Fu Siling responded with a smile, there is no ordinary impatient, An Xia said and answered one sentence, super patient.

After walking a small half circle, the body was relaxed, and the two of them walked back.

Bo Lirong was talking to Lei Hongtao, "...and write her results this time in the assessment form."

A tie with intermediate special fighters, even if it is just a match, must be included in the assessment score sheet.

Lei Hongtao nodded, "Understood. There are three more items below, and I will count them in the table."

He can't wait to see the next three competitions.

Hearing this, An Xia said disapprovingly from him: "It doesn't matter, it's not bad to do this twice."

Not at ease at all, still as mad as always.

Lei Hongtao turned around, with a lot less provocation in his eyes, and asked her, "You have always been like this? Have you been rejected by other fighters?"

"Rejection?" An Xia chuckled, "I'm sorry, I haven't done it. I am bold enough to be convinced by those who see it."

...

There was silence at the scene.

After a while, Zuo Yan smiled lowly, "It seems that you are very popular during the recruiting period."

"It's okay." An Xia nodded humbly. She was indeed popular in the sharp knife squad in the first camp, and no one rejected her.

Lei Hongtao, who breathed a sigh of relief, had to remind, "That's because you are a rookie and you didn't do anything special! Now the situation is different. All the other fighters who participated in the construction are veteran fighters. , And you..."

"I also used my strength to fight for the quota." An Xia interrupted directly, her eyebrows were already a little impatient, "You don't have to talk about it all the time. If they want to repel, then let them repel. I don't care."

Lei Hongtao's face turned green.

This time, even Fu Siling admired, "You are better than me."

At least, he still cares if he will be rejected.

The friendship between the fighters is still very important!

This time Bo Lirong was standing on An Xia's side. Hearing the words, he said quietly: "It's also a moment of rejection. When they see An Xia's strength, the strange voice will naturally disappear."

"If anyone still has an opinion, let him come out and challenge Anxia. In the team, strength is king!"

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Meme da, six more

good night.