at do we do Brother Ang? We won’t win this way.”

He tried his best to make sure Gu Ang didn’t fall, but his moves were a little difficult to fight.

[What do we do General? We won’t win this way.]

In his previous life, when he led his team into the ambush and Bai SiNing helped him to break through the blockade, he had used similar words.

Gu Ang was in a trance for a second, before coming back to his senses, “The rules actually don’t say that the chariot can’t be disintegrated, so we don’t need to gather our strength…”

As soon as the words left his mouth, his fist force directly used 30% of his full battle power.

The original intention was to leave some face to everyone, but the opposite side played a dirty trick to exploit the situation first, so he couldn’t be blamed for breaking the rules.
If someone wanted to provoke things, he was willing to accompany them.
With his fists accompanied by a strong wind, Gu Ang’s strong attack greatly reduced the pressure on the team.

Next to him, Ye Fei, telepathically, used the same means to return the attack.

Sensing the situation, Lin Xuyong immediately changed to a black flag and started waving it.
Seeing this, the normal squad immediately changed their direct combat format and started a lower three way tangle, attacking the lower part of the wheel.

Once the strategy was changed, Gu Ang obviously felt the chariot’s forward speed drop.

“What’s the use of a charioteer being able to fight if he can’t walk?”

Lin XiuYong snickered, “There are other tricks, Class S is not going to win this.”

While talking to himself, he changed the flag in his hand again and started waving a red flag.
Obviously they had all memorized the battle layout, and hoped they could win.

The groups besieging the Four Kings separated, a wave using the tactic but not to attack, so the Four Kings became trapped.
The remaining group was re-advancing towards the front, and intensified their siege on Gu Ang and Ye Fei.

Wang ZiMo was the first to notice that something was wrong and shouted, “I swear, this bunch of trash reinforcements, even the two monsters can’t hold on.” 

“Those two monsters will be fine.” Wang YeZhu added with an embarrassed look on his face as he thought of his memories of being brutally beaten, “But those few broken wheels will definitely collapse.”

“Letting our Class S lose to this bunch of trash, it’s a beautiful dream.”

“Brothers, don’t care about face! We have to keep this wave of people here with our lives!”

“All right, don’t be a wimp, just do it!”

The Four Kings weren’t stupid, they made up their minds in a couple of seconds, then acted.
Two people and a cart, the remaining four people were free to launch attacks.
This instantly freed up eight people, froze the squad ready to reinforce, delaying the tactical tempo.

“What a waste.” Looking at the failure of his ‘red flag’ plan, Lin XiuYong felt a prelude to a loss of control.
He didn’t expect that this stupid foursome not only had a sense of class honor, but also had a good brain.

At this moment, Gu Ang’s chariot was gradually running out of steam because of the double pressure of physical strength and pressure.
It was clear that the first half of the finish line was close at hand, just a hundred meters, but Bai SiNing couldn’t rush over.

On the other hand, Ye Fei’s chariot was also rapidly closing on Gu Ang.
A certain wheel suggested, “God Ye, we really can’t do it, you should go to Ang’s chariot.”

Ye Fei’s mouth twitched. You’re going to abandon your general?

Seeing that he didn’t say anything, thinking it was a deadly rivalry, another wheel joined the persuasion, “Go over, God Ye.
Although Ang stole your first place, the future is long, there’s always another chance.
For now, it’s better to put the class honor first.”

Ye Fei turned around and saw Gu Ang staring at him, then hooked his finger towards him.
He looked open and honest, with a teenage desire to win and lose.
This was the Gu Ang he knew, the kind of feeling that first moved his heart.

Brave, fearless, invincible.

He was so at ease that he jumped directly onto Gu Ang’s chariot with a long leap.

The two shoulders knocked against each other, like the old gesture of fighting side by side, together with the thorns and brambles, and enjoying the glory together.

Ye Fei jumped away, the remaining four people gathered enough courage and charged towards the ordinary class students surrounding them, vowing to kill a bloody path for the chariot Gu/Ye were riding.

“Listen to my command below.” As soon as he landed on the chariot, Ye Fei spoke in a deep voice and yelled out a command.

Gu Ang didn’t say anything and quietly admired Ye Fe’s invincible and confident look, “Follow my squad members to charge and get within thirty meters from the edge!”


Bai SiNing and the others’ morale was boosted and they shouted in unison with fury!

Ten people in two squads, converging into a group at this moment, like a huge fist viciously slammed into the defense circle formed by the students of the ordinary class.

60 meters… 

50 meters… 

40 meters… 

The last 10 meters!

The four with Bai SiNing, who had no more cover, moved forward as if they had gone crazy and completely ignored the enemy’s attack, carrying the two people on the chariot vigorously.
Faith seemed to be burning into a flame, fiercely burning everyone’s soul.

“Charge, God Ye!”

“Come on! A’Ang!”

“With Class S honor and pride!!!”

The middle school-aged teenagers, their battle souls ignited, roared and threw Gu Ang and Ye Fei with great force.

With the strength of the team, Gu Ang and Ye Fei leapt with all their might, directly over the seven defensive layers, shaking off the forty people chasing them and landing on the flat ground at the middle point.

The sky was just a tad sunny, plastered on the two, and the surroundings were suddenly silent.
All the noise of the battle seemed to have had the pause button pressed on it, they were still the same as before after winning the battle, nothing seemed to have changed.

It was just a bit of a shame that the only thing missing at this moment was a fierce, passionate kiss.

Ye Fei gave a rare teasing comment, “The next level is only the two of us.

“Are we not enough?” Gu Ang grumpily reached out and grabbed Ye Fei’s palm, “Let’s go, let’s hurry up.”

Two powerful hands were firmly clasped together for the first time in front of a large audience.
Ye Fei pursed his lips, felt the warmth coming from his palm, and quickly rubbed the back of his hand with the thin calluses on his fingertips.

His hands were still as soft as before.

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