[Whirlwind Girl + Tomb Raider] Replaced

An An could see clearly that at the moment she called out, Ruobai's unhurried footsteps stopped imperceptibly.However, the next moment, he resumed his normal appearance, walked slowly in front of her, and looked down at her.

Ruobai was actually a little surprised, he was used to getting up early for morning exercises, but he didn't expect An An to come to the gym so early.Judging by her appearance, she seemed to be just walking again.He hesitated for a moment, before he could figure out how to greet the girl, he heard An An say, "Let's practice in pairs."

Ruobai was startled, and looked at her complicatedly.Her eyes are very clear and bright, her light golden pupils are like mirrors, her playful and cute ponytail hangs beside her ears, and she has a standard Fan Xiaoying hairstyle.

"Let's go, sparring." Ruobai shook his head, abandoned the chaotic thoughts in his heart, greeted the girl lightly, and then walked towards the practice hall first.

Gently stepping on the mat in the practice hall, An Anduan walked over to stand upright, raised his eyes and saw the rock-solid Ruobai opposite, and unconsciously felt a familiar excitement in his chest.

Deja Vu.

The blood surged inexplicably in his body, and An An took the lead without hesitation, his movements were smooth, capable and powerful.

Ruobai's pupils shrank.He could see that An'an was really fighting with all his heart this time, no matter the speed or strength was different from before, he was more exhausted than when he was training with Xiuqin.

This, this is how she really went into battle, unlike any girl he had ever witnessed fighting.She has speed, strength, and something that other girls don't have.

Ruobai's eyes moved, he didn't fight back like he did in the Yuan Wu Dao competition, he just blocked the attack with his arms.After several times in a row, Ruobai understood that the combination of him and An An was not very suitable for sparring.The first thing that bears the brunt is the height difference. An An is more than a head shorter than him. It is not easy to hit the effective scoring part of him.

Ruobai frowned slightly, he felt that it was time for this unfair battle to end.

However, in the next few minutes, An An seemed to gradually adapt to the rhythm of the battle. Coupled with her excellent jumping ability, she almost kicked Ruobai several times.Under such circumstances, it's not easy for Ruobai to stop.

An'an's last kick in the air landed on Ruobai's shoulder and neck, then quickly retracted and landed firmly.

Ruobai turned his head to look at the position where he should have been kicked, and looked down at her calmly. "You could have scored."

An An looked up at him and shook her head. "You didn't take the initiative to attack me." Ruobai was acting as her training partner.

Ruobai paused, for some reason he actually wanted to laugh, but he couldn't, so he could only face her with a serious face in the end. "Your level can be higher, but you shouldn't show mercy to your opponent."

An An looked at him with a strange look. "You are no match."

So you can show mercy?Ruobai felt that he understood her subtext, but he still didn't quite agree with her point of view. "Since it's sparring, treat it as a competition."

An An lowered her head in frustration. "yes."

Ruobai thought about it and decided to give her some suitable suggestions.After all, in her opinion, this girl has great potential, maybe she can lead Songbai to a higher place. "You fought desperately, not just for victory." He concluded calmly. "Then what is it for?"

An An narrowed her eyes slightly.Ruobai's eyes are very bright, which gives her the illusion of being seen through. "For destiny."

Ruobai heard it clearly, he couldn't help being startled.He didn't quite understand what she meant, but she didn't seem willing to explain.

"This time the Gym Challenge, prepare well." Ruobai didn't delve into it any further, and just ordered it flatly.

"Yes." An An didn't ask much, bowed her head obediently, and turned to leave.

Ruobai still stood where he was, looking calmly at the slightly swaying braid on the side of the girl's cheek as she walked, and frowned slightly.

She cuts her hair decisively.Ruobai thought silently, the corners of his lips curled up quietly.

And it was cut so messily.

In the next few days, An An and Wu Xiuqin got used to each other very quickly, and they had cooperated tacitly in less than a week.In order to ensure that Xiuqin is not injured, An An often adjusts tactics and attack methods; but Xiuqin, because of such a flexible partner, her strength has increased a lot.

It was a Sunday when the students of Changhai Gymnasium arrived at Songbai Gymnasium. The disciples of Songbai got up earlier than usual. Early in the morning, they lined up energetically and waited at the gate of Songbai Gymnasium.Ruobai stood in front of all the disciples, his expression was still indifferent, but his eyes were brighter, shining brightly in the misty mist.

Suddenly, there was a sound of cars approaching from outside the gymnasium!

The next thing that appeared at the gate with the sound of brakes was a shiny silver-white van.

An An stood in the queue, watching the van coming from a distance, and heard Fan Xiaoying's voice deliberately lowered from behind: "It's so strange, the TV news reported that there were [-] people coming to China from the Changhai Daoguan. Can eighteen people fit in the car?"

An An pursed her lips and didn't look back, nor did she respond.

The door of the van was pulled open, and a dark-skinned boy in a kimono jumped out of it, followed by a childish little girl in a kimono with braids.

"Oh my God, Xiao An, look at that little girl, she seems to be younger than you..." Fan Xiaoying leaned into An An's ear in horror.

An An heard it in her ears, but there was no change in expression, she just stood there with her hands behind her back, quietly.

Next, three figures jumped out of the van, all young girls without exception, none of them looked more than 14 years old, and the youngest one looked only seven or eight years old.

Watching the door of the van being closed again, Songbai's disciples could no longer be quiet.There was booing in the queue for this contemptuous visit to Changhai Daoguan.

Ruobai frowned slightly, and looked back at the restless disciples in displeasure.

Ruobai, as the senior brother of Songbai Gymnasium and the usual training guide, has a lot of prestige. When he is seen like this, everyone immediately calms down and stands obediently.

Ruobai took a few steps forward, shaking hands with the leading young man.

"Hello." The boy bowed politely, and communicated with Ruobai in his not-so-fluent Chinese. "We are, Changhai Gymnasium, sent to communicate. I am Min Shenghao."

"Hello, welcome." Ruobai seemed unaware of what happened just now, but greeted Min Shenghao very calmly, and turned slightly sideways. "The curator is waiting for you, please."

Ruobai and Min Shenghao walked towards the living room of the gymnasium together, while An An and others followed the queue led by Hu Yifeng to the practice hall.

An An thought that he would see Qi Baicao on the road, but unexpectedly he did not see that familiar figure.Looking at the little girls in front again in a blink of an eye, the one in the lead looked about the same age as her now, and she felt that there was a reason why Baicao didn't come.

This kind of discussion, presumably will not have any important significance.Although... An An moved her eyes and looked at the arrogant little braided girl walking beside Hu Yifeng.

That girl, will not be weak.At least, it must be much stronger than Fan Xiaoying who is a few years older than her.

According to Ruobai's previous instructions, Songbai's disciples sat cross-legged in a row at the edge of the practice hall.It's just that they no longer have any previous emotions of excitement or anticipation.Although all of them sat neatly and straight, there was some resentment and frustration between their brows.

The entire practice hall seemed to be shrouded in low air pressure.

"This Changhai gymnasium is too much!" Fan Xiaoying patted her thigh angrily. "Just send these little brats here! This is clearly looking down on us!"

"That's right." Wu Xiuda not far away echoed with resentment. "I must have gone to Xianwu's side, and the one who called up the name came Min Shenghao! Min Shenghao actually went to find the curator, and we are left to compete with these little brats..." His voice became louder and louder. The lower the pressure, of course, it was because I saw those little girls in Taoist uniforms approaching.

An An didn't participate in the discussion between Fan Xiaoying and Wu Xiuda, nor did she pay attention to the content of the discussion. She just looked at the belt around the waist of the little braided girl with wide eyes in doubt and novelty.

It was a black belt, somewhat similar to those of Ruobai and Wu Xiuqin, with a Korean name——Jin Minzhu—embroidered with gold thread on the edge.

An An pursed her lips.She has already discovered that although this girl is young, her momentum and footwork are not comparable to many Songbai students.Plus that black belt... Could it be that her fighting power is comparable to that of Wu Xiuqin or even Ruobai?

"Strange, who is this kid? Why does he look so familiar to me?" Wu Xiuda scratched his head and murmured to himself in confusion.

An An didn't hide anything, and calmly read the name to everyone: "Jin Minzhu."

"Jin Minzhu?" Wu Xiuda tapped his head, suddenly realizing. "I said, why does she look so familiar? She is the daughter of Yuan Wu Dao master Jin Yishan, the one who made a big fuss in the World Youth Championship last time and almost ruined Fang Tinghao's championship trophy!"

When Xu Shi heard his name, the girl was still looking around, but at this moment she suddenly looked at Wu Xiuda and An An with cold and cruel eyes.

"Ahem, let me say..." Fan Xiaoying patted Wu Xiuda on the shoulder. "Her eyes are so fierce, can she understand Chinese?"

An An didn't say anything more.Since Min Seung-ho understands Chinese, it is not surprising that Kim Min-joo can understand it.

"Among you, who is the most powerful?" Jin Minzhu strode back and forth on the mat a few times, and finally stopped arrogantly, looking down at Songbai's disciples.

For a while, there was no sound.