Chapter 48: Does your major know?

Qian Qianjing's height is one meter and ninety-six. Such a height is relatively high in the sentry. With such a height, his balance, coordination, and reaction speed are unexpectedly good, making it difficult to find flaws.
The two fought more and more fiercely, and the scream of "噗噗 噗" on the field heard the candidates who could not help snoring. How much force, how fast can it cause such movement? How painful it is to hit people!
"Md, are you really a guide?" Qian Jing was shocked from the beginning, but was later pressed step by step, everyone became agitated.
"Am I a guide? Didn't the Guild of Guild give results!" Xi Zhaoyue said something in his mouth, but he was not polite at all, and he picked his eyes, nose bridge, chin, and stomach like fragile places. Her speed is fast, and her hit rate is almost 50%. Unfortunately, she doesn't have enough strength to hit people in one shot.
Qian Qianjing was not as fast as Xi Zhaoyue. Although most of his attacks were avoided by Xi Zhaoyue, he had great strength and awkward angles. Every punch and every foot caused considerable damage to Xi Zhaoyue.
He was hurried by Xi Zhaoyue at this moment, apparently forgetting Camoqi said, "If there is a bruise on her tomorrow, I will get ten times from you."
He may also remember that Xi Zhaoyue was evenly matched with him, making it difficult for him to grasp his strength.
At this moment there was only one thought in his mind, and that was that he couldn't be defeated.
I was ashamed of being pushed by a guide to the best of his ability. If he was defeated, he would not have to wait.
"Four minutes."
I don't know who suddenly said something, the people immersed in the wonderful fighting returned to God, the fourth minute? So fast!
At this time, I went to see the two players who were fighting hard and could not be separated. The two were evenly matched, and everyone was silent. Is this year ’s Imperial Military Academy ’s mech combat department really recruiting a guide?
Are they fighting alongside a guide?
The weak guides are on the battlefield. What are they going to do?
Everyone felt that the majesty of their sentry was provoked.
"If I hadn't felt Zhaoyue's spiritual touch, I really couldn't believe it was a guide!" Jiang Luoluo murmured in a loss.
Bismo nodded in agreement. Even if he knew that Xi Zhaoyue fought alone for four mutant leopards, he was still not as shocked as he was now.
A jingle sounded, and five minutes arrived.
The feast Zhaoyue and Qian Jing closed their hands, and each stepped back a few steps.
The feast Zhao Yue was pretty neat, except that Mo Fa was a little messy. The increasingly delicate little face was slightly stained with light red, and the snow-lined skin was more crystal clear and unreal.
Compared with Xi Zhaoyue, Qian Jing looks even worse. His dark green uniform is still intact, but some places above it, such as knees, chests, and abdomen, are covered with dense footprints. He can make so many effective attacks in just five minutes, and it is also the place where the human body is vital. It can be seen how fierce Xi Zhaoyue is!
"Xiao Zhaoyue, you are so fierce, does your major know?" Qian Jingwei bit his back. Almost lost to a guide, what a shame! You ca n’t beat Camoge, how can he not even win his guide!
Qian Jingdun feels that life is so bleak, why is Camoqi marrying a wife so much? Is it because Xi Zhaoyue is so powerful that Camoqi promised to marry her?
I must be so!
What a good thing happened to Camochi.
He wants such a guide! Give him a dozen!
The feast Zhaoyue frowned. What did Qian Jing ask?
"No, Xiao Zhaoyue, if you hide your major general's application for the mech combat department, how can you hide your strength?" The thought of Camochi was blinded, Qian Jing felt a little comfort. .
"Are you done? I should leave after asking." Xi Zhaoyue ignored Qian Jing who was shocked at first, and turned to walk down the field.
"Well, this pair of cold-looking people is thousands of miles away and looks exactly like that abominable Camochi. Is it true that a family does not enter a house?" Qian Jing swaggered.
The feast Zhaoyue came over, and everyone consciously gave way to her.
"Zhaoyue you are so good!" Jiang Luoluo leaped and grabbed Xi Zhaoyue's arm, eyes staring.
"Zhaoyue, although we are friends, I still have to say that you hurt my self-esteem as a sentry." Simo was in a very complicated mood. The friend who vowed to take care of when he first met was now even fiercer than himself. There is probably nothing more depressing than this.
The feast Zhaoyue smiled slightly.
"Ah-" Just as Xi Zhaoyue and Simo shared their joy, a dissonant voice sounded.
The feast Zhao Yue turned his head, and saw that Qu Shaoyan and Luo Yi were pulling their heads like a defeated cock, and twisted towards her.
"I won." Xi Zhaoyue calmly stated the facts, and he could not see the toes on the side of victory.
"Hum, you don't need to say it again, we see it." Qu Shaoyan said with a stubborn neck.
所以 "So what?" Xi Zhaoyue asked back.
"We will abide by the agreement and treat you as the boss." Qu Shaoyan exhausted his whole body to say this sentence, but after speaking, he did not have the unexpected sense of shame in his heart, but was relieved, and A touch of joy and rejoicing.
Such a powerful person is their boss!
－－－－－ Digression
Thank you babies for their flowers, what, what, what, what!
Drunk Wye gave a flower to his knee
初 霁 chuji sent 1 flower
The son of cricket sent 9 flowers
The son of cricket sent 9 flowers
The son of cricket sent 9 flowers
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