Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

"Su Haitang, your trick is good, but it's a bit slower and less powerful. Try my trick!"

Ling Beishan became more and more addicted to his fights, one punch was faster than one punch, and he looked like a tiger!

Su Haitang responded calmly, running Ziqi Jue with all his strength, unloading most of his offensive, and taking the opportunity to concentrate on honing his skills.

It is undeniable that, in terms of force value alone, Ling Beishan is definitely one of the best among them, and it is probably equal to Jin Yanming's ability to compete with him.

And if she doesn't cheat with cold spring water, her skill can only be counted as the upper midstream level, and her reaction ability is slower than a beat!

With such an opponent for free training, Su Haitang is confident to improve herself quickly in the short term, and the high-pressure training method has always worked for her.

A pale purple light flashed through his eyes, and Su Haitang clearly saw the subtle changes in Ling Beishan's bulging muscles, and naturally judged the direction of his force and which part of her body was attacking.

The coping moves appeared in her mind extremely smoothly. While retreating, she kicked her leg and raised her arm to block, and then quickly turned to his back with the left heel as the axis, and made a move!

Then you can get back the attack first!

Unfortunately, her movements are still slow.

She had a strong shoulder and suffered a pain in her calf. Fortunately, she took off most of her strength and barely stood still, and continued the old tricks that she had just used just now, and slowly changed her tricks.

"too slow!"

Ling Beishan curled his lips, the more he fought, the easier he went, and he still muttered dissatisfiedly.

"How did you beat the Thunder team at your level? Wouldn't the Thunder team release the water? Just this put you ahead of me, I don't accept it! This time I will definitely be the first!"

Lei Li was named, his eagle eyes narrowed, he gloomily looked at the group that had been playing mercilessly, and snorted coldly.

"Be serious for Lao Tzu! Do you want to play the quagmire? Would you like me to reward you with a few steel bars? At this level, I am embarrassed to come to Xueying?"

"Xueying won't be able to recruit a single person this year, so don't let waste like yours come in and refill the money! Anyway, you can only give the enemy food for nothing!"

"Take out your real skills! Down with your opponent in five minutes! You lose if you lie down, and you deduct 10 points!"

The training camp implements a points system, and there are rewards and penalties, and the points can be deducted and you can leave.

Of course, the instructors also have the right to veto. They think that you are too far behind and can be eliminated directly; there are also those who are injured and withdraw from recuperation, as well as those who can't stick to it and automatically withdraw.

All in all, the training in the training camp is very hard, and the elimination is cruel. The number of people in training every day is decreasing, and we are striving for perfection.

Everyone who stayed and persevered, gritted his teeth and rushed towards the final goal, scoring fewer points, more points, trying to squeeze others out, staying smoothly until the end, and becoming a glorious special fighter!

At this moment, when the sharp words came out, it was like blowing an offensive horn, and the rookies were all crazy!

Fell the opponent in five minutes, this is the order!

Yan Wanzhou tightened the corners of his mouth, changed his fist suddenly, and caught his opponent by surprise. After hitting the iron while it was hot, he successfully suppressed his opponent to the ground.

Nodding vigorously and making a note on the book in his hand, Yan Wanzhou lifted his breathless opponent, and the two smiled at each other.

Jin Yanming speeded up his attack, with a whirring sound in his fists, his fists to the flesh, hard to carry the opponent's full attack, and to consume the opponent's physical strength.

The head-to-head style of the two players was amazing, but it was also extremely physically demanding. Four minutes later, the opponent couldn't support it, and took the lead to kneel on one leg to admit defeat.

Hua Dongfeng resorted to light work, tossing around, unexpectedly swiftly disturbing the enemy and making a sneak attack. He almost turned his opponent's eyes away. At the quarter-and-a-half minute, he jumped up and kicked into the opponent's vest. He immediately sat down on his hip, panting. End the mission.