The quota of ten people for the Jiangnan Military Academy North-South Competition is finally determined as follows:

Chen Jing, Shang Qingmei, Wei Zhuohua, Xue Han, Chu Hao, Qi Qingxu, Ye Teng, Li Haoran, Leng Changheng, Li Ziyi.

As the best of the best selected from all freshmen and sophomores, these ten people will represent the school's honor and chase the national championship.

Of course, the selection of ten people does not mean the end of this competition.

Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second.

Both students and school leaders are looking forward to deciding the first place in this competition, as a leader of the younger generation.

The candidates will be decided from the top five in the winning group.

Two by two duel, one person gets a bye.

The two winners compete and one person advances to the finals.

The two losers also face off, with the winner competing against the bye, and whoever wins will advance to the finals.

In the end, the first place was decided.

Maybe this schedule seems a little unfair, but there is no real fairness.

As long as you are strong enough, you will definitely become the number one in the end, it's that simple.

As for second, third, fourth and fifth, the selection will not be judged. The only thing everyone really cares about is the first place.

Chen Jing, who had been sitting in the audience for a long time, then stood up to draw lots with the other four people.

The results will come out quickly.

His draw was neither good nor bad, but Shang Qingmei drew a good one.

The final result is as follows:

Chu Hao VS Xue Han.

Chen Jing VS Wei Zhuohua.

Shang Qingmei received a bye in the first round.

The stage is left to Chu Hao and Xue Han.

Xue Han's face looked a little ugly at this time. Although he was full of confidence at first, after seeing the increasingly terrifying strength displayed by Chu Hao, he had a feeling that his journey would end here.

But Chu Hao was very happy. He smiled half-heartedly and said, "I don't think anyone in this circle before the game thought that you would go further than them. How about it? Do you want to go further? Do you have the confidence?

ah?"

Xue Han's face twitched hard for a few times. Although he thought so in his heart, he still refused to admit defeat and said, "Look! I will go further."

Insufficient language.

Chu Hao smiled mockingly.

The game started soon, and the two chose to face each other head-on as soon as they met.

Xue Han's physical training is even better than that of Hong Qianzhong, and coupled with his powerful heavy ax, he is naturally willing to attack head-on.

And Chu Hao didn't show any weakness at all. They didn't see that his body was very strong before, but now after such a fight, everyone discovered that his body was not as strong as usual. He didn't fall behind in the fight with Xue Han, and there were even faint signs of surpassing him.

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It is different from the previous technical confrontation between Chen Jing and Leng Changheng.

At this moment, there is no compromise and an extremely brutal collision between strength and power.

Every full-force collision between the sword and the ax will be several times louder than the previous clash of swords.

Many weaker students feel tinnitus and pain at this moment and feel restless.

After ten moves, Xue Han's burly body couldn't help but tremble several times. He looked at the tiger's mouth of his hands and saw that blood was already seeping out.

As for Chu Hao, he was still in full swing, and there didn't seem to be any problems at all.

Who is the main body cultivator?

Xue Han felt a deep sense of helplessness.

Especially after another duel, the opponent's strength did not decrease at all, and he had to take several steps back to relieve his momentum, he quickly made an absolute decision in his heart.

Can't delay any longer!

Xue Han took a deep breath and used his last move.

Chu Hao, who was aware of this, was not afraid. The veins on his right hand where he used the sword popped out, and he increased the force again.

After a shocking sound, Xue Han sighed in disappointment and slowly raised his right hand.

There is no doubt that Chu Hao won again.

Not long after, the second game started.

As soon as she stepped onto the stage, Chen Jing felt the roar of cheers.

Of course, it's not for him.

It's for this beautiful woman on the stage.

As one of the only two women to get ten spots in the competition, and especially a well-known stunning beauty, she is naturally very popular among her classmates.

The fact that Chen Jing didn't get booed at this moment is already a high-quality performance by everyone present.

The noise was so loud that before the game started, Chen Jing had to amplify his voice and said:

"Senior Sister Wei, please give me your advice next time."

"Junior Brother Chen is joking. I should ask Junior Brother to show mercy later."

Different from the indifference when facing Qi Qingxu, Wei Zhuohua smiled sweetly at this moment. Coupled with her enchanting face, it was like a hundred flowers blooming in four colors. Even Chen Jing felt that it was too much.

He didn't think he, a first-time speaker, had the ability to make the other person so enthusiastic.

Being experienced enough, he quickly guessed the reason.

Chen Jing glanced at Qi Qingxu in the audience from the corner of his eye. At this moment, the other person's expression was not very good, at least the fake smile that had been hanging on his face was a little stiff.

It's true that beauty is a disaster.

Chen Jing sighed inwardly and quickly put it behind him.

Why should he care too much about a person who is destined to be left behind by him?

After the game started, the two men instantly regained their composure.

Facts have proved that Wei Zhuohua did not rely on beauty to get to where he is now.

Even if Qi Qingxu didn't give in, she was definitely qualified to reach this point.

The slender palm wrapped in silver gloves stretched out, like a water bird pouncing on food, and pecked lightly, quickly but without a trace of fireworks, it went straight to Chen Jing's head.

Chen Jing did not dare to be careless. He swung his sword and struck later, but he reached the target first.

Naturally, Wei Zhuohua would not seek death. She turned around elegantly and beautifully like a butterfly dancing to avoid the blade. At the same time, the hand that was originally prepared to attack turned into a palm. After stretching out aimlessly, it followed the posture of the body.

Leave.

When Chen Jing was feeling puzzled, he suddenly felt his eyes trance.

Then Wei Zhuohua's hand suddenly flashed in his eyes. Even though it was wrapped, it was still slender and perfect.

Even though it is no longer there, it still lingers strangely in Chen Jing's eyes.

Is this spiritual magic?

Naturally, the powerful Chen Jing would not fall down so easily.

The coolness between his brows cultivated by the Zangshen Yuanzhi Sutra made his eyes clear instantly.

At this time, Wei Zhuohua's other rotating palm only extended an index finger.

Seven-star finger!

With a speed as fast as a star, the slender index finger turned into afterimages and headed towards Chen Jing's various vital points.

Chen Jing, who had already woken up, did not dare to delay, and also turned into an afterimage, leading him to dodge at a faster speed than Wu Hengyu.

One move, two moves, three moves.
Chapter completed!