Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

An Xia likes to fight like this, and appreciates Fu Siling's vigorous fighting.

Staying still, beckoned and provoke him, "Come here by yourself."

Jiang Wenbin almost knelt.

Brother!

Gangster!

you are awesome!

Lingshen, don't be mad at her.

Fu Siling was not angry, but smiled.

He really is!

It has always been only for me to provoke others. Tonight, it's very good. I am back with all the retribution.

Provocation from the assessment fighter An Xia!

Whoever is great has the final say.

This time, Fu Siling took the initiative to attack.

The two battled again, and Jiang Wenbin was dazzled when he saw it.

Soon he discovered that An Xia's tricks were even more ruthless than before, and he squeezed a lot of sweat for their Lingshen.

"Lingshen, come on."

I didn't even dare to say the sound of cheering.

He was afraid of being caught by An Xia's eyes.

At this time, An Xia had terrifying expressions in her eyes.

Cold and indifferent, seeing everything as nothing, life is in her eyes, just like the flowers and plants on the side of the road.

An Xia actually converged a lot.

She never thought that she would really kill Fu Siling.

Avoiding Fu Siling's stabbing dagger, his hands suddenly grabbed his wrist, using his arm as the fulcrum, and directly came into the air to spin.

"Hey..."

Fu Siling, whose wrist was in severe pain, let go, and the dagger fell to the ground, sparking sparks.

"the second time."

An Xia let go, standing in front of him and speaking coldly again.

Jiang Wenbin stared blankly, he hadn't been relieved from An Xia's actions just now.

Where did gravity go?

Why is it not there on An Xia?

Fu Siling rubbed his nearly broken wrist, pressing his thin lips a little.

An Xia was merciful to his men just now.

Otherwise, his wrist would have been broken long ago.

"The last time." An Xia said again, "There is one minute left."

Fu Siling understood what she meant.

He tightened his lips, and then said: "No, I lost."

Jiang Wenbin blinked, pressed the stopwatch, and rushed over quickly.

He wanted to see Fu Siling's wrist injury.

"It's not broken." Fu Siling didn't let him check, and took out something from the pocket of the training uniform with his left hand, which was almost broken, and put An Xia aside, "An Xia, you won."

An Xia reached out to take the parts and raised her eyebrows, "The judgment is correct, thanks to Instructor Fu for carrying the parts."

It takes 150 minutes to find the parts.

good.

Previously it was expected to be three hours.

"What about my teammates? Do they continue to follow me? Or are they failing this round of assessment?"

Fu Siling turned on the wheat and ordered, "Release people."

Several instructors heard his voice and froze for a second.

Qiao Jiquan asked in a deep voice, "Ling Shen, are you and An Xia over?"

"She won." Fu Siling told indifferently.

There is nothing to hide, let alone embarrassment.

An Xia is better than him, and the members of the team know it in their hearts.

Although I knew it, there was still no way to fully accept it for a while.

Miao Hai and other nine combatants all pulled up, and the poor No. 39 and No. 75 hung upside down to faint.

"Why let us go?" No. 62 asked.

He asked on his stomach.

There is no way, the whole body becomes numb when hanging upside down, but standing up immediately is not good for your body, so it is only when you lie down slowly.

No. 95 said: "Or, An Xia has caught it too, or An Xia has won. I like to hear An Xia has won."

Lie on his back, turning his head to Qiao Jiquan, "Instructor Qiao, did An Xia win?"

"Yes, you lie down and win again." Qiao Jiquan replied, his expression was not so good.

He was a little worried about Fu Siling.

I don't know how he is feeling.

"really?"

No. 62 and No. 95 asked in unison.

Will be slowed down, the two people of 39 and 75, who were sober minded little by little, did not hear clearly in front, and answered the conversation halfway, "What is true or false? What are you talking about."