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Tiecheng Gene Warrior Training Hall.

Chu Xingwan was dressed in sportswear, carrying weights all over his body, hanging upside down from the horizontal bar and doing abdominal crunches.

Sweat had gathered into a small puddle on the ground.

She had jet black shoulder-length hair tied into a high ponytail, a pretty face with snow-white face, delicate facial features, and firm brown pupils.

Her abdominal muscles are sharp and angular, and her waistcoat line is clearly visible. She is a very heroic and clean girl.

Next to her, a man with a height of 190cm, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and a burly figure was holding a barbell with weight plates on one side. He kept swinging the barbell without any shaking.

This person is none other than Chu Xingwan’s teammate, Qiao Qingsong.

The two came from Anseong, and as soon as they arrived in Tiecheng, they went straight to the training hall and have been practicing until now.

I saw Qiao Qingsong saying:

"Xingwan...are you sure you can win against Jiuli Sword Immortal?"

Chu Xingwan kept moving and panted heavily:

"Hu wins for sure! She is used to living comfortably in Jincheng. The conditions in border cities are much harsher than those in the interior. The racial battlefield is no child's play!"

"My ability to produce real swords and guns is my confidence!"

Qiao Qingsong smiled: "What I want is your energy! What about Ren Jie?"

Chu Xingwan gritted his teeth: "He is very difficult to deal with. I have never seen him attack with all his strength, but as long as we don't let him get close, I will be the winner!"

"Even if you can't beat him! And you, Brother Qingsong!"

Qiao Qingsong smiled and shook his head: "Me? I can't..."

Chu Xingwan rolled his eyes: "Don't be modest. Apart from Qianliu who is a threat to you in the Northern Division, who else can threaten you?"

"Work hard! Bring the blue star in the far north back to Ancheng!"

The night passed silently, and every young student in Tiecheng spent the night before the game with their longing for the future or expectations for the game uneasy.

Early the next morning, the participating students from the six colleges in the Northern Division were led by their instructors and headed to the Steel Dome Stadium.

The entire stadium is in the shape of a soap box and is built entirely of steel structure, reflecting the cold light under the sunlight.

The entire stadium is large enough to accommodate more than 100,000 spectators. All the tickets for the preliminary round were sold out, okay?

The whole place was packed.

The cheerleaders from Jincheng College have already entered the venue and are sitting in the front row.

At this moment, he is holding a fluorescent stick and holding a banner that reads:

"Brother Jie bravely climbs the beautiful rivers and mountains! If you encounter a strong enemy, you will be defeated!"

It looked quite impressive, but except for a few cheerleaders from other cities, almost all of them were from Tiecheng.

At this moment, they raised huge flags, raised their arms and shouted.

"Thousands of rivers flow, and hundreds of boats compete with each other! Feng Lin Yu is beautiful! Tiecheng is the best!"

The banner even read, "Thousands of streams in the iron city, unparalleled in the world."

The Jincheng cheerleaders came in large numbers, and even with more than two thousand people cheering, they couldn't beat the Tiecheng cheerleaders.

The atmosphere in the stadium was extremely hot, comparable to that of the Olympic Games. Cameras from all major media captured the entire venue, and the footage was simultaneously broadcast live across the country, with an overwhelming number of viewers.

The annual Gao Tian selection can also be regarded as an annual event in Great Xia.

At this moment, participating students from Tiecheng, Ancheng, and Bincheng have already entered the venue.

Qianliu stood at the front, completely out of spirits and even yawning.

However, just the action of yawning made countless girls scream.

Chu Wanxing and Qiao Qingsong were also standing at the front of the Ancheng team. At this moment, both of them looked at Liao Xian, the Bincheng team, with disgust.

Not only did they dislike it, but the participating students from Bincheng also disliked it, holding their noses and staying away from Liao Xian.

I saw that Liao Xian's injuries were healed, but he looked extremely thin now. His cheeks were sunken and he was bent over. He kept coughing while holding his stomach. His pants made a sound like a tractor on fire.

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