"The third group, No. 7 vs. No. 9."

The group stage progressed very quickly. Basically, one game ended and the next game started immediately.

Chen Jing was soon called, and this was his first time taking action.

"Good luck."

As his opponent, a thin sophomore student said this with an expression of a decided victory or defeat.

Chen Jing looked at the other party speechlessly, really wondering where he got his confidence.

The referee in charge of this arena ignored the activities of the two, and after everything was ready, he issued the order without delay:

"start!"

"one move!"

The thin man stretched out a finger towards Chen Jing.

The former freshman Shang Qingmei defeated the senior who was one grade above her so easily, which made the thin man and other sophomores very embarrassed.

This time when facing Chen Jing, who was also a freshman, he had to use the same amount of time to retaliate.

There was a "bang" sound. After completing the movement, the thin man did not wait for Chen Jing to react, and then directly used the Sixth Form of the Military - Stepping towards him.

At the same time, the long sword was unsheathed, and a certain combat skill was used on the sword with a flickering cold light, pointing directly at his chest.

Regarding the thin man's lofty ideals, Chen Jing only regarded them as rubbish.

However, when Chen Jing looked at the opponent's strength and expected to finish him with one move, Chen Jing finally showed a disdainful smile on his face.

Faced with the thick-browed man's fierce attack, he just raised the scabbard without haste.

Just when the other party was about to approach, he suddenly flashed and disappeared from the place like a wisp of blue smoke.

"Where are the people?"

The thin man, who was about to win, had no time to show his pride when he suddenly watched a living person disappear in front of him, which made him feel like he had entered a supernatural scene by mistake.

"one move."

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"when?"

The skinny man's hair stood up in shock.

Just when he wanted to look back, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, then his eyelids went black, and he fell to the ground with a "pop".

The referee looked at Chen Jing in surprise and immediately announced the result.

"Three groups, number 7 wins!"

The audience watching this game was in disbelief.

Among them, Sun Qiaowei, Xin Menglei and Wang Chen, who had put all their wealth on Chen Jing, were even more excited about Chen Jing's good start.

Chen Jing, who never drew his sword from the beginning to the end, walked back leisurely amidst the eyes of many people on the contestants' bench.

"The speed is very fast. No wonder he is so confident. This junior's strength is by no means an ordinary third-level one."

After Shang Qingmei's battle, Qi Qingxu, who had always paid close attention to Chen Jing, also watched Chen Jing's battle completely this time. While feeling emotional, he also looked at Hong Qianzhong's expression with anticipation.

In response, Hong Qianzhong just smiled coldly and was too lazy to say anything.

"Huo Lingyun, you have to be careful. This junior brother may have hidden a lot of strength. Don't let the boat capsize in the gutter." Xue Han next to him reminded him with a half-smile.

"Compared to others, his strength may be higher. But facing me, he will only fail miserably." Huo Lingyun folded his hands in front of his chest and said this in a matter-of-fact and calm tone.

Others, including Xue Han who was reminded just now, did not change their expressions. Apparently they also thought so.

Even if Chen Jing's newly revealed strength made them take a second look, it was just that.

If any one of them had been involved in the previous battle, they would have been able to do it as easily as he did, or even more comfortably.

"Oh, it's my turn."

Huo Lingyun's light flashed, and like a lion awakening from a deep sleep, he slowly stood up.

"Just be smart and show it to those proud cats and dogs." Hong Qianzhong said at this time.

Huo Lingyun ignored it. As the first seeded player to appear, he strode towards the ring.

"Is this guy hiding his clumsiness?"

Chen Jing watched Li Haoran compete tepidly with his opponent on one of the arenas. He could see the result at a glance and was too lazy to focus there anymore, and turned to observe the competition in other arenas.

I have to say that the quality of the warriors at Jiangnan Military Academy is very good.

Like the man with thick eyebrows who had dueled with him before, although he was defeated so quickly, apart from his own carelessness, the main reason was that he was really too strong at the third level.

His strength has never stayed still, but has made real progress every day.

At the second level, he could easily kill level 3 warriors, and when he first reached the third level, he could kill dozens of warriors in a row. Now that several months have passed, his progress has been even greater.

Unless he is the kind of warrior who is about to break through to the fourth level, it is difficult for anyone to put too much pressure on him now.

But he was never proud or self-proclaimed.

At this moment, the Five Apertures Pulse-Opening Method, or the more domineering name of the Hidden God Source Wisdom Sutra announced by the mysterious old man, is operating at full speed under Chen Jing's initiative.

His dark eyes were instantly like an upside-down Milky Way, filled with starlight.

There were many battles in the ring, whether it was unique fighting techniques or special combat techniques, they all made him feel like he was in awe when used by these young martial arts geniuses.

In the previous duel with the old man, he had demonstrated the special ability of his eyesight, which was analysis and simulation.

At this moment, he was doing the same thing.

It's not that he wants to copy these people's things into Xibei goods with 30% or 40% power for his own use. He is more about splitting and merging them, taking the essence of their moves that is beneficial to him, and integrating them into his own sword skills.

to make it more refined.

While Chen Jing was watching carefully and couldn't help but make private gestures with his fingers, he didn't notice that Shang Qingmei, who was watching the game carefully before, now turned her charming phoenix eyes towards him.

With her extraordinary soul perception, when Chen Jing used the Hidden God's Origin Knowledge Sutra, she clearly felt a deep mystery coming from beside her, a strong sense of history that seemed to emerge from ancient dust.

Although I don’t know what secret method the other party used, it obviously has an extraordinary origin.

Shang Qingmei watched silently as the aura on Chen Jing's body became stronger and stronger, as if he had made great progress in this short period of time.

Such an opponent really can't give him any time to rest.

Unlike other people, as long as you surpass yourself, you don't have to worry about it anymore.

He is the kind of rival who, even if you are far ahead, will overtake you if you are not careful.

For others, having such an opponent can only feel like they are unlucky.

But for her, having such a person on the road to martial arts made her feel nothing but excitement and joy.

It's been a long time since the last competition.

How much progress have you made now?

Shang Qingmei couldn't wait.

The sudden noise from the martial arts hall drew Chen Jing's attention back.

He was already familiar with Shang Qingmei's warlike eyes, so he did not look back. Instead, he turned in another direction, looking towards the origin of the accident.

On a huge arena, Huo Lingyun, who belongs to his group, is standing proudly on the stage.

But his opponent had already fallen down and would not get up again.

one move!

A head-on attack directly killed the opponent.

This is the strength of the seeded players.

There were even more excited cheers than when Shang Qingmei and Chen Jing were there.

Huo Lingyun, who was on the stage, suddenly turned towards Chen Jing with his war eyes burning like flames, and his majestic martial arts momentum pierced Chen Jing's eyes like sharp needles.
Chapter completed!