Interstellar Rebirth: The Admiral’s Wife is Good and Wild

Zhao Qian nodded: "Yes in the first trial."

Qu Tong frowned: "What happened after three days of no results?"

"It was probably rejected." Zhao Qian thought about it for a moment, "Well, there are just no points."

Qu Tong: "!!"

How could this be?

She had worked so hard to kill so many Zerg, and she had at least tens of thousands of points, which could be converted into hundreds of thousands of star coins.

Si Yuting did it on purpose?

Is it because she was rude when she registered with him?

Or was it because she openly teased him and gave him a sideways glance before boarding the spaceship?

You can't be so stingy, can you?

Qu Tong felt that Si Yuting didn't look like someone who wanted to avenge his personal vengeance, but how could he explain that he was the only one who failed.

Qu Tong asked about Si Yuting's itinerary and learned that Si Yuting actually went to the Second Army.

He Zhou still needs to stay for a day to observe, and he happened to agree to Feng Lin's discussion, so he will wait a little longer.

Xu An and the others will probably stay in the Sixth Army for a while. As for herself, she may want to go to the southern border to visit.

Brother Liang doubled the commission he gave her this month. After asking, she found out that he had brought his business to the border between the two countries.

This is no small matter.

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On the second day, Qu Tong still slept until he woke up naturally.

After checking the glory points, I still failed.

I don’t know if Si Yuting will come back today. If I have the chance, I must add Si Yuting’s optical brain.

Qu Tong had no choice but to send a message to Si Yuting on his own phone to inquire about the trip, but unfortunately he did not receive a reply.

By the time Feng Lin finished busy with the legion, it was already noon.

During this period, Qu Tong looked at Guang Nao several times, but Si Yuting still didn't reply.

Wen You's dialog box still maintains the status of what he just sent.

The venue for the sparring session was an open square. Both of them had super powers, so they were easy to use.

Many soldiers came to cheer.

Zhao Qian took the lead in defecting and shouted: "Come on, Miss Junli! Defeat that little loser of the group leader!"

Xu An and others watching on the side were stunned.

Feng Lin moved his wrist and looked straight at him.

Zhao Qian showed his eight teeth and continued shouting behind Feng Lin. He also called on his brothers to cheer for Qu Tong.

"This Zhao Qian is as tough as Xiong Lie. His elbows are turned outward. Aren't he afraid of being settled by his captain Qiu Hou?" Jiang Zhou also came to watch the fun and couldn't help but comment.

Chengfeng stood aside with his arms folded, looking cynical, and the corners of his lips curled up in a mysterious way: "This is not a tiger, this is called discernment. If it is me, I will also choose Miss Junli."

Jiang Zhou once reminded him and seemed to understand something.

Qu Tong casually tied her hair back with vines and changed into a black combat uniform. She asked the young lady at the medical station for a brand new one in the morning.

There was a lot of space left in the middle. The two of them looked at each other without saying anything, and raised their hands to make a move at the same time.

The vines flew out, Feng Lin retreated to avoid them, and at the same time used his mental power to cut off the vines.

The severed vines turned into light green spiritual power and dissipated.

Feng Lin also attacked, but his powers seemed to have no control over Qu Tong's vines.

He can only give up his superpowers and use mental power and physical skills to attack at close range.

Qu Tongsu stretched out his hand and transformed his mental power into a light green barrier, blocking Feng Lin's mental power blade.

The aftermath of his spiritual power raised Qu Tong's ears and hair, and a burst of cheers erupted outside the stadium.

Just as he blocked one blow, the next one came. Qu Tong dodged it neatly and quickly struck back.

The fight was intense on the court, and it was exciting to watch outside the court.

Feng Lin's moves are mature and seasoned, and they are the most practical boxing techniques in the army, with no unnecessary bells and whistles.

Qu Tong's moves are more flexible and difficult to defend against.

A pure black mecha fell outside the empty field and did not attract too many people's attention.

Everyone looked at the two extraordinary figures in the middle with excitement, sometimes looking nervous, sometimes shouting excitedly.

Si Yuting stood tall in front of the cabin door. From a short distance, he happened to see clearly the heroic, confident and calm look between Qu Tong's eyebrows, which was amazing.

When masters compete with each other, every move is filled with condensed mental power, so the mental power is also consumed very quickly.

Within an hour, Qu Tong's breathing became a little heavier, and he finally lost half of his mental energy.

Because Feng Lin's superpower was useless, Qu Tong didn't use his superpower anymore.

After drinking the energy liquid and taking two days of rest, Feng Lin had returned to his full strength and was difficult to deal with.

And in the constant battles, Qu Tong clearly felt that although Feng Lin's strength was SS+, he was already infinitely close to the strength of SSS.

In another head-to-head confrontation, Qu Tong's speed slowed down for a moment as he adjusted his breathing.

In less than a second's delay, Feng Lin's mental blade cut off the vines in his hair.

The silver thread was broken a little, and a soft silver hair fell down and spread on the back. It formed a sharp contrast with the black combat uniform, and was as beautiful as an elf.

Qu Tong didn't pay attention to this. He stretched out his hand to push his hair to one side and turned around to chop it away.

However, Feng Lin quickly retreated, dispersed the condensed mental power in his hands, frowned and said, "That's it for this discussion. Miss Junli, your mental condition is not very good."

Qu Tong had this intention and put down his gesture: "Okay."

Feng Lin looked at the fallen hair on the ground and felt a little guilty.

But Qu Tong didn't care at all: "Nothing, Captain Feng doesn't need to worry about it."

It's common to get injured during sparring. It's just a little bit of hair, but it doesn't mean it won't grow back.

"Miss Junli, why don't you..." Feng Lin hesitated.

Qu Tong knew that Feng Lin wanted to say that she was a pharmacist, so why didn't she drink energy liquid.

She also wanted to drink it, but it had no effect.

Isn’t it a waste to drink it?

"I don't like the taste of energy liquid." Qu Tong made a random excuse.

Feng Lin: "..."

But it is true that energy solutions generally focus more on effectiveness, so the taste will be much worse than nutritional solutions.

The same goes for Miss Ah Li's potions. Whether they are energy liquids or mental stabilizing potions, they don't have any special taste despite the beautiful color. They are close to slightly sweet white water. I don't know how they are made.

He saw that Miss Junli ate the most energy fruits.

Ladies generally have to live a more delicate life, which is barely understandable, and Feng Lin didn't think much about it.

"Miss Junli, please have a good rest." Feng Lin asked people to send Qu Tong back, and then went back to arrange for everyone to return to their posts and do their own things, so as not to disturb her.

Although the discussion ended in interruption, everyone enjoyed watching it.

Masters competing at SS level and above are not something you can just see casually.

The previous hour of practical teaching was enough for them to master it.

Qu Tong broke out in a thin sweat, went back to his residence, took a shower, changed clothes, and went to find Zhao Qian.

She had seen Si Yuting before, so she didn't want to leave again later.

Knowing that Si Yuting was not in the meeting, Qu Tong asked Zhao Qian to take him to Si Yuting.