Nie Han placed two resumes in front of Su Le and asked with a smile, "Who do you think is more suitable?"

Su Le didn't say anything, but just tilted his head and moved his gaze to the right, falling on Yu Jin.

Ever since Nie Han talked about this battle, Yu Jin had been sitting there quietly, not saying a word, and seemed very modest. But his hands were tightly clenched, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands were exposed. This series of actions showed his emotions at the moment, and it could even be said that he was completely furious.

But soon, he returned to normal, relaxed his hand, and asked, "When did you hit me?"

"Two years." Nie Han said, "There will be one every Wednesday and Friday. Such racing cars are very helpful for our mecha control. They believe that such racing cars are very helpful for our mecha control and can even improve our reaction speed. Therefore, they are very popular here."

Previous training was all about laying a solid foundation, such as daily gravity exercises, such as basic exercises, such as persisting in more practice under high gravity, such as more difficult exercises, such as being able to withstand more attacks, but over the years, people have been pursuing faster and faster speeds, more for dodging and moving.

Nie Han smiled and said to Lu Feng, "These days, racing is no longer a trend; it's racing. You can give it a try."

Maybe someone will even go blind!

Yu Jin curled his lips, half smiling. With his ugly face, it looked weird, but it also gave people a sense of indifference that kept people at a distance. He was indeed a man.

"Where do you think you can escape to?" Yu Jin turned around and looked at Nie Han with contempt.

You escaped, but where are your companions?

When that time comes, where can they go?

Yu Jin's contempt was evident. Although Nie Han was unhappy, he still kept his usual smile. He didn't say anything, shrugged, winked at Yu Jin, and said, "I've only been here for more than a month. I'm just used to it."

As for whether it's good or bad, it's hard to say.

"Has the basic training been abolished?" Yu Jin lived in this place more than ten years ago. At that time, there were two hours of basic maneuvering exercises in the morning and evening. Generally speaking, most mobile warriors would take time out for additional training, usually more than six hours.

"That's for sure, but it's changed to one hour, two hours a day." For Su Le's sake, Nie Han patiently explained to his bodyguard friend.

"The competition is about to begin! In half an hour, all twenty students will enter the competition venue." Nie Han pressed a silver button, and immediately, the seats in the entire hall began to rise, followed by more seats. These seats were of different shapes, but each one emitted a faint light. When these seats were lifted into the air, all the light gathered together, illuminating the entire west area.

"Eventually, all the stars will gather at the end of the runway, in the shape of the moon."

"When gathered together, they are the moon; when scattered, they are the stars."

"Everyone has a wish, which is to climb the last Mingyue Terrace and receive everyone's attention."

"In the interstellar war, everyone has a wish, that is to become the brightest star in the sky." But that is something out of reach. So far, they have been alone, but in this world, they can become the moon.

When Nie Han first came here a month ago, he was already a little excited, not to mention the other girls who met him for the first time.

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