C500 Disc Operator

I kicked and punched, getting hotter and hotter as I practiced. The sound of the wind was a melody, urging me to move faster.

Jin Xiaoling initially sat on the bamboo chair to watch the proceedings, but when she saw their joyful moments, she couldn't help but to stand up, her eyes brightening up. She began to cheer, to imitate me, to dance, as she had done before.

After a long time