The atmosphere of

The crowd finally, XiaoYan wonder sucks, but when the licking this not only really within a year into the fight in, but also in the fight over the level, and enhance the level of a week, this kind of practice, it can speed and use the spirit of liquid, he built in.

The young girl, stone does not seem to be so attention, but like the creases knit show, then turns back to the crowd eyebrow end, the face of a surprise XiaoYan nifty sticking up become warped small mouth.

"Don't satisfied with the talent, you have this result, and there is nothing of surprising in a year, if you didn't get into the fight, the level I would feel very surprised." Shrugged his shoulders, XiaoYan played a way.

Smell speech, and little face son immediately down, and some sadness fell across the white at him.

Pull XiDeErZuo again, XiaoYan embalm son holding her head by her chin with his chin, boring look up that continue to come forward to test people.

In 15 years old or so will want to fight to the breath of the seventh paragraph, uniting generally need good talent, have more likely to succeed, but good man of genius could not exist everywhere, even at home, the power of the shaw to meet the requirements of the people, also but accounts for only the second ten three.

With more and DuoRen unqualified, the atmosphere of the training ground slowly up and those who did not some boring through people, all is in sackcloth, but when there are other new unqualified, these people face on, but will obscure flying across a troubled wipe...

Plate sitting on the floor, XiaoYan has been reluctant to go to watch those tests, hundreds of DuoRen tests, and only someone who works and xiao mei reached for the same measures of the gas, and as for nine section, is a person appear have not.

Not in a Bronx, less and less people to have to finally, should have only a very few, including XiaoYan.

Not far from the front of a young is also up, but, after a long time the test but same is unqualified and dim returned.