burst match

One did.

On the contrary, He Xing was not only able to imitate, but was always ready to surpass.

Zhao Rusong only had one airship left.

He patted his chest and said to himself: "I can accept it! I can accept it! This is not the first time!"

"Let him win." Lin Haiqiong said, "We can't stop him in the final."

Zhao Rusong was stunned for a moment: "Coach Lin, you have so many elite soldiers and strong generals, isn't there a single team that can subdue this [peerless scumbag]?"

"Some middle school students are very good. They can win the championship as soon as they participate in any mathematics competition, and they are even smarter than their teachers. But no matter how good they are, they are only middle school students. In front of mathematics professors, it may not be worth watching." Lin Haiqiong said.

What Lin Haiqiong meant was that if the airship competition was a mathematics competition, all the contestants were at the level of middle school students, but He Xing possessed the strength of a mathematics professor.

Zhao Rusong gritted his teeth: "Is this guy really that powerful?"

"Well, it's really amazing." Lin Haiqiong didn't know what to think of, and his eyes became cold and sharp, "After all, he is the one he likes."

"Then what should I do? Coach Lin, I know you have a high level! Otherwise, you can do it yourself!"