Tuesday, June 18, 2013

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Whitewater comes with discipline mocal nothing like in a fight, actually hugging each other, rolling on the ground, although there is flat, but the boulder rolling down the mountain Jingru, more roll more urgent, to the later, simply had too close to Sharp jersey the Bobby Hull jersey enemy becomes the ball in general. And the strange thing is, it does not seem random and for the roll, it has a very regular trajectory, from left to right along the arc roll, in a moment, actually on the grass in the square, draw a width of about hundred feet The big circle, constantly kept rolling plan, I do not know how many times roll, the big circle traces have been subsidence Banchi.

Suddenly, the tumbling "human ball" came a roar, roll potential poly contingent aborted. "Human ball" lent a pair of huge wings, fluttered into the sky, the two men away from the ground, apparently did not want to have discipline mocal "roll" down. Whitewater seem to be enough, winding discipline mocal limbs suddenly while making force, a change in the previous defensive discipline mocal eager to escape from the ground, caught off guard by its driven out of control in the air, swirling, stature crumbling. This time, Whitewater to unceremoniously increasing strength, instant Moka Erxuan the discipline were seven dirty eight elements, weak wings hanging in Whitewater Tai Chi can scroll to the next, a whirlwind swept plains, Keith jersey falling stature will blow, prop.

Suddenly he heard shouts and Whitewater to cry, right fist Bobby Hull jersey filled with strength, discipline mocal severely hit in the upper chest, then back into a half-century mocal coma, how also the power of resistance, abruptly suffer under this punch. It can be said really should be turned upside down this sentence, previously Bobby Hull jersey Shi meter attack, hit to the chest Whitewater, Whitewater now and although unintentionally, but reported Cichou. Ji mocal screams in Whitewater, driven by force to boxing, riding the whirlwind into the sky, flying endless high, until the shadow becomes a millet.

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