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Zongzheng Yueren’s jaw tightened, and his rifle settled down, abandoning all distractions. His hand turned without a trace, and the rifle shot straight at Wei San’s calf.

His rifle appears to hit only once on the surface, but in reality, it strikes frequently.

Rare was it for Wei San, after being shot by his rifle, she immediately softened her calf and knelt down on one knee.

Zongzheng Yuerenren was not this move. At the moment she knelt down, the rifle had already hit Wei San’s shoulder.

The pain that spread from her shoulders to her brain made Wei San unconsciously lower her upper body. Looking from afar, it was as if she had knelt down on one knee and lowered her head to Zongzheng Yueren.

In the eyes of Zongzheng Yueren, there was a strong sense of killing intent. This Wei San challenged himself several times to make her understand that the gap between 3S level soldiers cannot be filled with just a little luck.

He clenched the rifle and with a slight turn of his hand, the rifle came to Wei San’s head.

Zongzheng Yueren wanted to shoot Wei San in the head with one shot.

The audience in the live broadcast room and the teachers at the Damocles Military Academy were thrilled to see this scene.

The sound of the collision between the rifle and the mecha shell is extremely piercing.

Wei San still maintained a kneeling position on one knee, but at this moment her upper body had straightened up. Her other hand tightly held the rifle, completely ignoring the tingling sensation in her arm.

“Don’t do anything more than three times.” Wei San held the rifle of Zongzheng Yueren and forcefully stood up. “You don’t understand this truth?”

Zong Zhengyue’s pupils shrink, she was able to stand up. He used a force of ten to ten to hit the three shots just now.

As he forcefully withdrew his rifle, Wei San released her hand.

“Hey, these are some good moves from you.” Wei San spoke as if she was acting normally, and the momentum he had just managed to create dissipated.

At this point, the vigilance of the people of Zongzheng Yueren had already reached his peak.

Wei San smiled and said, “Why aren’t you talking? You don’t believe me? Then I’ll let you feel it.”

As soon as these words fell, Impermanence approached Zongzheng Yueren like a ghost.

Zongzheng Yueren retreated one after another, and when he fired again, he no longer had the determination to hit with one shot.

Live stream.

“Zongzheng Yueren is in chaos.” Lu Zhengxin leaned back in his chair, “I’m afraid he didn’t expect anyone to stand up after he exerted all three moves. However, with the machine joints made of the Phaseless Bone and the bonus of Purple Mushroom Liquid, his three moves were not good enough.”

Yu Tianhe looked at the fight on the live broadcast camera and said, “The super 3S class mecha is indeed strong.”

Lu Zhengxin’s gaze inexplicably swept over Yu Tianhe and looked back at the military academy students on the starship at the competition field.

Wei San approached Zongzheng Yueren and held the circular ring in the middle of the Sumi sword, aiming the handle at him. When she swung it back, she was dodged by Zongzheng Yueren.

He just forgot that Wei San’s Sumi Knife could be opened into two combined knives.

At that moment, Wei San split her sword in half, still using the handle to strike straight at Zongzheng Yueren’s calf.

The same tactics, the same frequency, were given to the Zongzheng Yueren.

Compared to the pain from his calves, Wei San’s moves shocked Zongzheng Yueren even more.

With the same angle and the same high frequency, he even lost his mind for a moment, was Wei San a member of the Pingtong Academy.

“There’s another move,” Wei San followed suit and also hit Zongzheng Yueren’s shoulder, causing him to bow his head.

“Tut tut, why are you kneeling here and there?” Liao Ruling was chased by Xi Wutong and passed by, still not forgetting roast.

In the next second, Zongzheng Yueren became violent and attacked her, without giving Wei San another chance.

Wei San retreated one after another and turned her head, saying, “I’ll tell you a secret.”

Zongzheng Yueren is no longer distracted by her words and is determined to defeat Wei San.

Hand in hand, Wei San grabbed the Sumi knife again, and the two faced each other head-on again.

Knife and gun duel.

The place where the two mechs are standing has already begun to crack.

Wei San held her Sumi sword in both hands and pressed it against Zongzheng Yueren’s rifle. The two of them were very close, and suddenly she bent her knees and kicked him.