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Beyblade Battle with me and Noah A

Which one picks the king?

I guess I pick the king

and Noah A picks...

...hmm...haven't decided what he picks yet.

So he's picking the one with the

grey knight on it.

After we battle,

we change and switch.

I love race striker

and I battled with race striker

a couple of times.

And through that battle

we almost battled for a long

time, but we didn't.

The battle is ended.

A couple of times I had the king

and I won the battle this time.

The end.

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Jul 17, 2012
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