523: C523 Xia Jinmian Won!

C523 Xia Jinmian Won!

Running three meters to the wall, running five meters to jump, eight-meter single-log bridge, these three are basically done on the same parallel line.

Song Xin used all his strength, but was still unable to catch up to Xia JinMian.

Xia JinMian, on the other hand, was deliberately controlling his speed, not wanting to expose his full strength.

When he was one kilometer away, Xia JinMian's red lips curled up. His movements were slightly faster and he left Song Xin one or two meters behind him.

The people outside the stadium who saw Song Xin fall behind widened their eyes in disbelief.

The people who had mocked Xia Jinmian earlier had already felt embarrassed from being slapped in the face.

Especially Song Xin's few good brothers. They stared dumbfoundedly at him, feeling a great pain on their faces.

Just now, they had said that Xia Jinmian would doubt life. Now, it was these few people who looked forward and began to doubt life together.

Zhou Cheng stood beside the referee. His expression, which he had never paid much attention to, changed to one of focus and shock. His heart was also very shocked and stunned.

"YES! Big Sister is too awesome!"

Ye Mo Liang was excited when he saw this. He knew that Big Sister would definitely be able to do it!

The corner of Ye Mo's clear lips also slowly curled up.

After sprinting for one kilometer, he arrived at the hundred meter high wall.

Xia JinMian didn't turn his head. He quickly tied the safety rope and pulled it up to another rope.

If it were any other time, she wouldn't even bother to tie the safety rope.

The safety rope was also a form of distrust towards her own strength.

From the age of thirteen, she had already thrown away the safety rope when she was climbing in the training camp.

However, the training camp here was different from the assassin training camp.

The lives of assassins were insignificant. If 100 assassins could be sacrificed to train a platinum assassin, the assassin group would not hesitate to sacrifice 100 assassins.

However, if it was an agent, even if a hundred agents could be sacrificed to train a max-level agent, the country would not allow those hundred agents to be sacrificed.

Therefore, as an agent, each person's life was very precious.

In any training, safety was the number one priority.

Xia Jinmian's safety rope was only to prevent others from seeing her disregard for her life, and also to avoid revealing her killer nature.

Very quickly, Xia Jinmian nimbly climbed up to the roof, while Song Xin was still desperately chasing after her at a distance of 90 meters.

Xia JinMian jumped down from the balcony and turned his head slightly. A wild and unruly smile appeared on his lips. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the bright red flag. He turned around and raised it high for everyone to see.

For a moment, she exuded a heroic and beautiful aura. Even her hair, which was blown by the cool breeze, carried an evil and unruly aura.

No one could treat her as a delicate and delicate little girl anymore.

Outside the arena, there was an excited and shocked shout.

"Xia JinMian won!"

"She actually won!"

"Oh, my God! She's really too fast!"1

"Eight minutes and twenty-three seconds! She broke Song Xin's record! "

"F * ck! Why is she so abnormal!"

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After Song Xin climbed onto the balcony, he saw Xia JinMian raising the flag. He immediately punched the wall in exasperation.

His entire body was still suspended in midair, but he did not want to climb up to the roof anymore. He directly dropped the rope down.

Song Xin's few brothers looked at Xia JinMian. Apart from shock, their eyes were also filled with astonishment and infatuation.

"What a handsome woman!" After one of the men came back to his senses, he elbowed his brother beside him. "This is my dish!"

The brother rolled his eyes at him. "Even Song Xin is not her match. How can she take a fancy to you?"

"She was just lucky. This is her strong suit. So she ran into this test. I'll compete with her in the next round. I don't believe she can beat me. When she loses, I'll go talk to Old Zhou and transfer her to the second camp. She'll be grateful to me."

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