Chapter 617: Year Race

Something seemed to flicker in the darkness.

Dim light.

Gradually it becomes clear and bright.

Faintly, there seemed to be someone in the darkness facing the light, and his long hair danced in the wind.

"Arlo."

Suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed ahead, and said to the girl behind him, "Did you see that?" ”

“?”

The girl's face and figure became clear in the darkness, like a soft and warm light, illuminating the whole night, "What? She tilted her head and looked at the dark front with a puzzled expression.

There's nothing.

"That's the end."

He whispered.

End...

Arlo opened her puzzled eyes and stared at the front where she couldn't see anything.

What is the end?

"That's what I yearn for."

He tilted his head slightly, and a purple light flashed in an instant, "Would you like to accompany me to see it?" ”

"Arlo."

Crash.

Fallen leaves fell.

Ah Luo, who was half-lying on the tree, opened her eyes and brushed away the leaves that had fallen on her face expressionlessly. As she sat up, the bell on her body rang crisply and pleasantly, "I'm dreaming again." ”

"Again?"

Han Zhan tilted his head, "This isn't like you, Aluo." ”

"Yes."

Ah Luo lowered her head, and the emotions in her eyes flashed, "Once or twice, it's all some inexplicable dreams." ”

"What kind of dream is it?" Han Zhan looked at her, the color of her purple eyes gradually approaching her pupils, "Let's hear it?" ”

"It's just a boring dream."

The purple mist was filled, and Ah Luo smiled coquettishly, but the hideous tattoo on her cheek showed a little weirdness, "I can't even remember." ”

"It's getting dawn."

Han Zhan retracted his gaze, the black mist in his eyes gradually contracted, and his lilac pupils became deeper and more enchanting.

The annual competition of the Blazing Callebaite Academy has officially begun.

As a first-year participant, Qingluan stepped onto the field on the first day.

"Boom!"

A cannon blasted.

The mecha on the opposite side collapsed instantly, and arc smoke rose from the fuselage.

"In the first round, the fifteenth class of Qingluan in a year won."

The referee was surprised and quickly announced the result.

"Wow.. It's amazing..."Ziqiao stood in the audience, watching Qingluan's mecha slowly exit, "And the speed is so fast, it will kill the other party in seconds at once!" "The game was over in less than a minute.

"Hmph, so-so."

Xin Shen's voice sounded in Zi Qiao's mind, "With this kind of mental power at this age, it can only be said that it is not bad." ”

"Huh? Lord Xin Shen didn't scold anyone today? Zi Qiao blinked in surprise, "It's rare to hear Lord Xin Shen compliment people!" ”

"Idiot woman!!"

"I wonder when I'll be able to be this strong?" Ziqiao didn't answer.

"Idiot." Xin Shen really wanted to roll his eyes, "This is also strong?" I said, are you stupid woman misunderstanding the word strong? This kind of low-level mental power control is of no use except for playing at home. ”

Hearing this, Zi Qiao's eyes widened, "This is called low-level? Playing house? ”

"Stupid woman, are you going to be a god pilot in the future? Can you bring some brains? Xin Shen disdainfully began his poisonous tongue again, "This person is medium at best, and he is far from genius." ”

“...”

"Your future is not something she can compare." Xin Shen's tone was rarely softened.

"In the second round of the competition, sixteen classes of law in one year, and ten classes of Nicole in one year."

The next round continues.

"Two contestants, please come on stage."

"It's a lawyer!" When Ziqiao saw his friend on stage, he immediately waved his hand happily, "Come on!" ”

"Idiot..."