Salvia practiced on her roller skates, hopping from branch to branch as usual. She can see clearly even at night using a special pair of glasses.
Her movements flowed like water, almost without pause.
However, the violent roar of the motors on her shoes indicated that her actions weren't that gentle.
After somersaulting in the air against the backdrop of a large moon, she stepped on a tree branch again. But crack sound caught her off guard. The branch is snapped.
She performed a complicated maneuver with her body, then landed on level ground with a backward slide.
She grimaced, imagining how painful it would be if she failed to land properly. The location of that branch is very high.
When checking her roller skates, she found nothing wrong. It seemed that she stepped on the branch for a split second too long, so the force of the wheel's rotation crushed that thing.
That woman rarely makes mistakes like that. Did it happen becau
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Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 40 – Something New
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Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 41 – Press Conference
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Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 42 – Dancers
The guitars' feral roar and the drums' clamorous pounding filled the arena. The screen above the entrance displays the MFC fighters in turn, posing with their respective weapons. And as the intro ended with the MFC logo, a series of fireworks exploded from around the screen. Then, the top four corners of the arena cage emitted high sparks, and Lognar shouted against the crowd's enthusiasm. "Live from Teagan stadium, welcome to MFC 2!" "Tonight, we have 4 interesting matchups, Lognar," Matt replied in a tone that was no less enthusiastic. "The first is a match between users of deadly beautiful moves. Salvia vs Lexi Mirea!" As soon as the graphics of the two women appeared on the screen, the audience took turns chanting the fighters' names. "Let's go, Lexi! Salvia! Let's go, Lexi! Salvia!" "For the second match, we have Norug vs Liam! Can Norug end his losing streak!? Or can Liam beat the dwarf warrior with his ferocity!?" After the images of the two in
Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 43 – Confusion
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Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 44 – That Illusion
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Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 45 – A Showman
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Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 46 – A Bad Condition
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