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Seeing these recruits who suddenly appeared, Jialan's movements froze.
She froze.
The recruits were also stunned.
The air fell into a dead silence.
The recruits swallowed, and glanced aside unconsciously, just in time to see the red boy's mask that Jialan had forgotten.
"Huh? She is..."
boom--! !
Jia Lan crushed the cushion in her hand, a horrible breath erupted, and black hairs fluttered automatically. She looked at the group of recruits with shame and anger, and a firm look appeared in her eyes.
Sorry seven nights,
I can't leave recruits on the field to create an atmosphere for you,
Today, none of this wave of recruits can leave here soberly!
Jia Lan's figure turned into an afterimage, like a ferocious blue beast, crashing into the bewildered crowd, his white hands clenched his fists, and roared at them!
"Not good! Everyone together..."
Before the leading recruit could finish his sentence, Jia Lan punched him on the forehead, rolled his eyes, and passed out neatly.
The other recruits reacted one after another, and frantically attacked Jialan with the guns and knives in their hands.
However, no matter what kind of attack fell on the girl in blue, it couldn't leave the slightest trace.
Jia Lan quickly tossed and turned among the recruits, using all her strength, she punched one by one, and the recruits immediately fell down like a tide.
At this moment, a seemingly unremarkable young man among the recruits suddenly had a cold light in his eyes, and an extremely cold energy appeared in his palm, he seized the opportunity and slammed into Jialan's back !
A ferocious sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.
"First……"
As one of the oldest three gods of the Church of the Ancient Gods, an existence of the same level as [Bad Whispering], [Qian Mo] is the most elusive one in the entire Church of the Ancient Gods, few people know his appearance, Knowing his ability, he is like a ghost, wandering in the world all the time, harvesting life invisible.
Although the Zhenxu Monument has suppressed his realm to the "Pond" realm, with the super-high-risk Shenxu, Qianmo is confident that he can kill anyone in this training camp with one blow, even if it is the [Night Curtain] team. Members are no exception.
The palm full of cold energy hit Jia Lan's back heavily, but it was like an egg hitting a stone, and it shattered inch by inch.
Qian Mo's expression froze.
After Jia Lan knocked out a recruit with a punch, he slowly turned his head and looked at Qian Mo behind him.
"Is there another fish that slipped through the net?" Jia Lan muttered, grabbed Qian Mo's collar, raised his right fist high, and hit Qian Mo's head directly.