Well......

The senior sister in the red short skirt looks tall, but in fact, her height is not too prominent, about one meter six, which is shorter than Ling.

When Wang Zhichao suddenly rushed over, the senior sister was locked by Wang Zhichao's fierce gaze, and her heartbeat almost stopped.

Although she is strainable, she has never experienced this kind of battle.

But when she thought that the other party's palm would fall on her, a figure appeared in front of her very abruptly.

Although her gaze could not be caught in time, the senior sister in the red short skirt could feel how Ling shook herself from behind her and turned in front of her......

Looking up, although this back is not too wide, the heartbeat that was about to stop suddenly accelerated, and the senior sister in the red short skirt subconsciously bit her lip.

At this time, the voice on the playground disappeared strangely, and all eyes converged in front of the senior sister in the red short skirt.

Wang Zhichao's speed was already amazingly fast, but Ling, who turned half a circle behind this senior sister and stopped in front of the senior sister first, was even faster!

It's definitely easier to run a straight line than to spin in a circle!

What's more, Ling's left hand grabbed Wang Zhichao's wrist, and Wang Zhichao's body seemed to be exerting force, but he couldn't break free at all.

What does this mean?

Strength suppression!

"Wow...... Uh, oh......" Luban opened his mouth in amazement.

"Good junior!"

"It's so fast!"

"Huh? It's not the ...... of the command line."

"Humph!" Wang Zhichao's eyes were a little angry, his right fist was grabbed by Ling and he couldn't break free, this guy immediately moved forward, his left foot was raised, and his knee slammed into Ling's lower abdomen.

Ling's reaction was only instantaneous, he almost simultaneously joined hands with Wang Zhichao, his right leg raised, and his knee met the attack!

With a muffled sound, the two knees pressed against each other, and the two young bodies trembled at the same time.

Wang Zhichao's left arm, which could still move, was raised, and it was an elbow blow that smashed into Ling's face, but Ling's right hand was held down by Ling's right hand halfway.

The two freshmen representing their respective schools at this time were only more than ten centimeters apart from each other, and their eyes were rushing to each other!

Wang Zhichao's eyes were full of anger and fighting intent, Lin Zhengling's eyes were calm, his expression was very indifferent, as if he was doing a small thing.

In an instant, Ling's arms and knees burst forward at the same time, and Wang Zhichao was directly pushed out by Ling, supporting his body with one foot and dragging shallow traces on the grass.

Wang Zhichao was pushed three meters away, and staggered two steps before he could barely stand up, and the new students of St. Gal were surprised, but there were cheers and whistles around them.

How is it possible, Wang Zhichao's strength is one of the few freshmen in the overrun class of St. Galle; And the one who stopped and repelled Wang Zhichao turned out to be a freshman of the same level?

Is St. Gale's overrun class so strong?

"It's really interesting," Wang Zhichao sneered, moving his ankles and wrists, as if warming up.

Ling turned his head to look at the senior sister, this was the first time he had observed this senior sister with a hot temper up close, but he was slightly amazed by her three-dimensional and cold facial features.

cherry small-mouthed willow eyebrows, the facial features on the standard melon seed face are delicate to just right; But this kind of face, which should be charming, perfectly fits her stubborn and capable temperament.

"Senior sister?" Ling reminded the senior sister to shout.

I never expected it......

The senior sister in the red short skirt made a cheering gesture to Ling clenching her fists, "Senior brother! Get him! I'm angry with my senior sister, and my senior sister invites you to dinner! ”

After saying that, he quickly stepped back to the back.

A group of seniors from the actual combat department of the Gael Military Academy surrounded them, but they all stopped more than ten meters away tacitly to protect the surrounding girls.

"Good boy! Ha ha! A senior yelled at Ling, "Give that bastard a little more color!" The quality of our new students is much better than that of those greenhouse flower cultivation centers! ”

Belch......

Ling was a little powerless to complain......

No one cares about this? Shouldn't it be stopped in time? Who was shouting 'restraint' just now?

Suddenly I felt trapped.

On the other side, Luban raised the wrench in his hand with an excited face, and roared like a dwarf in Luxembourg: "Saint-Gale! ”

The group of people around them looked at the dwarves of Luxembourg with the eyes of a caring young child.

Belch......

Black crow flying over the bearded boy's head: 'Ahh......h

Luban coughed twice, and silently blocked his coquettish face with a live mouth and a wrench.

"Who are you?" Wang Zhichao asked in a low voice.

Ling turned to face this confused opponent, but the cheers around him, the expectant eyes of those girls, and the sense of honor of Gale Military Academy also made his adrenaline hormones begin to secrete faster.

"I, Lin Zhengling, a freshman at the Gael Military Academy."

Faculty...... Don't mention it, well, don't mention it.

"I don't know how thick the sky is!" Wang Zhichao clenched his fists and cursed, ignoring the female counselor on the transport ship, and the figure pounced again.

This time, it was Ling who pounced directly!

Ling's footsteps rubbed away slightly, and his two hands were spread out one after the other, stopping in front of his chest, and he did not clench his fists.

Wang Zhi rushed forward and punched!

His somewhat thin body was like a hungry tiger descending from the mountain, his left fist smashed into Ling's face, and his right fist waited for an opportunity to move, and his whole body leaned forward more than forty-five degrees, and the momentum was amazing!

The seniors around him who were just ordinary practical combat students were a little frightened, and Wang Zhichao's strength was not at the same level as them at all.

Wang Zhichao should have received professional martial arts training since he was a child, and he has an overrun physique...... Could it be that the military secretly cultivated talents?

However, it was this new student of Saint Gal who surprised them, and after he pounced in front of Ling, his movements seemed to become a little slower.

Slow?

No, no, it's because of the contrast in action speed! The new student of the command system standing over there, his movements were too natural, but the speed was too fast!

So much so, compared with his movements, Wang Zhichao's movements are slow!

Ling's legs did not move, his upper body was twisted almost ninety degrees, and he easily dodged Wang Zhichao's left fist, and the palm of his right hand slashed vertically, and the hand knife slid in front of Wang Zhichao, slashing at Wang Zhichao's shoulder; At the same time, his left hand pushed Wang Zhichao's abdomen, directly pushing Wang Zhichao's body out horizontally!

Wang Zichao's body fell sideways on the grass, without rolling, and he slid two meters on the grass.

The turf wore through Wang Zhichao's face and stinged a little, but Wang Zhichao's gaze was blank and helpless......

What is it?

What is the hand knife that was compared in front of me just now?

But suddenly, Wang Zhichao seemed to think of something, and jumped up from the ground with anger in his eyes.

"Despicable St. Gale! Do you think that you are the only one who has an overrun chip? ”

Wang Zhichao's left ear flickered, and white cyclones visible to the naked eye swept around his body!

The breath is skyrocketing! And Wang Zhichao's pupils instantly turned dark blue, and his hair exploded one by one!

"Despicable!" Wang Zhichao roared angrily, stomped his legs, and rushed forward at more than twice the speed of before! Almost disappeared with a thud!

He began adaptive training at the age of fifteen, preparing for the military's overrun individual soldiers, and this year he has successfully loaded the overrun chip tailored for him!

A somewhat anxious shout came from the ship's stereo: "Stop! Wang Zhichao stop! ”

"Junior flash mob! He activated the Overrun Chip! ”

Ling's brows furrowed slightly, but his face was still calm; At the moment when Wang Zhi rushed forward, Ling's legs bent and bounced diagonally backwards, and the two fists that had not been clenched were ......

This time it was clenched.

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