Chapter 400： Missing (2) (1/2)

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With the black and white teams playing more and more fiercely, Liu Kai and others who have converted their minds are unusually leisurely.

”I bet that the kid named Hu must not be able to stand for a long time. You see his hands start to shake.” Liu Kai pointed to a young boy of the White Team.

”I don't think Deng Hao will do anything. He just punched like a cotton.” The other person in the red team pointed to a young boy in the black team.

”Oh... it seems that this frame is playing soon, you see, the speed of both sides is slowing down.”

”This is obviously not enough exercise on weekdays, so physical strength is so bad.”

”I guess that the boy won't be able to sit still in the week, and the situation of the two teams is almost the same as our miserable situation at the time.”

The fool trio, hiding behind the bushes, was discussing the two teams in the bitter battle against the lake, and they didn’t have half a stool to grab the seeds.

The monsoon smoke silently looked at the movement of the stupid son, only that...

This is no better than the group below.

I have to say that the qualifications of the juveniles who inherit the deceased are still superior, and the combat effectiveness is not low. Whether it is refining or refining the gods, it is considered to be outstanding. However, there is still no experience in actual combat, and the monsoon smoke sees it. On several occasions, they played a seemingly gorgeous move, and after spending a lot of unnecessary physical strength, they could not stumble on each other.

If this is changed to her, the group will not get up early.

The more you understand the inadequacy of these young and dying people, the more the monsoon smokes the sorrow of the Imperial College, and such a simulated battle is very important for them.

During the conversation between Liu Kai and the three men, the battle between the two teams at the lake was obviously slowed down, especially the cultivators in the two teams. There was no deliberate training in physical strength, and a long-lasting battle was made. Already tired, the little face was pale, panting, and even the legs began to shake.

The eyes of the monsoon smoke swept through the teenagers, estimating how much combat power they still have today, and the eyes naturally fell to the other side of the week to prepare for the leak.