He also wanted to see if his young master's skills were as agile as his son-in-law had described.
He truly couldn't accept that the elite soldier he had painstakingly trained through thick and thin was inferior to a mere kid.
Just as everyone's hands were about to touch him, Xiao Shi moved, rushing forward with lightning speed. His target was the big tree behind Shi Shi.
With tiny hands and feet, the little one grabbed and stepped onto the tree, using a low branch as leverage, and limbs darted upwards. In just a moment, the little one was already up the tree, moving as swiftly as a swallow.
The soldiers at the front looked at each other with solemn expressions.
This isn't a crispy little thing!
It's difficult to pass this level!
At this point, the game is no longer just a game; it has become a challenge, a contest, a battle between soldiers and ordinary people.
The room was completely silent, filled with tension, surprise, admiration, and disbelief.
Born into a military family, Mr. Lu had just recovered from the shock of being a vigorous infant when he was plunged into another great shock.
No wonder Old Master Xiao and Dad had a private talk with him before he left Beijing, telling him not to be too surprised if he found out that the children were going on missions with Xie Lin. It turns out they already knew that there were hidden talents on the island.
With skills like that, even if he were twenty years younger, he would have to step aside. Such talent is exactly what the country is eagerly seeking.
Shishi sat calmly on the big rock, taking out a bottle of warm milk from her stroller.
"Chou Chou, feed Nan Nan, she's hungry."
Ugly is level 10, he's next.
Normally he should have been prepared to fight at any moment, but he obediently took the bottle, walked over to the dirty little baby, and picked her up.
Then I took out a small towel from my pocket and wiped her face and hands clean, so she could eat peacefully in my arms.
Is this a withdrawal from the competition?
No, this is an action to tell everyone that getting past the junior master is as difficult as climbing to heaven.
He's not in a hurry.
No rush at all!
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