At this moment, Shang Qingmei was like a Valkyrie controlling thunder, holding a two-meter war spear rendered by purple electricity in her hand. She flew to Ji Qiudong in a thunderbolt, and quickly passed her hands forward, carrying the sharp spearhead with her.

The brilliant power of heaven that destroyed everything suddenly thrust out.

Ji Qiudong's dark pupils shrank instantly.

Under this move, if he tried to dodge with the speed of a leopard, it would undoubtedly be a foolish dream.

But since you can't hide, there's no need to hide anymore.

The sound of tigers roaring again.

At this moment, Ji Qiudong was like the king of beasts possessing him, his muscles all over his body were bulging, with a violent and majestic look, he held the knife in both hands and struck down suddenly.

Boom!

A large crater instantly appeared on the hard floor.

Among the flying sand and rocks, two figures suddenly flew out, one to the left and one to the right, retreating wildly to both sides.

Deng Deng Deng Deng

After Shang Qingmei took ten steps back, he stepped on his combat boots and stabilized his body.

On the other side, this time Ji Qiudong finally took fifteen steps back before stopping.

The results can be imagined.

"The third move."

This time, it was Shang Qingmei who spoke.

Ji Qiudong's face was not very good. He found that he had seriously underestimated Shang Qingmei's strength.

Judging from the current performance alone, the opponent's strength is not inferior to Chu Hao before.

When did such a prominent figure suddenly appear in Jiangnan Military Academy?

Ji Qiudong was very puzzled, but he couldn't think too much at this moment.

Taking a deep breath to sweep away all the negative emotions that were not conducive to fighting, Ji Qiudong's not-so-tall body quickly brewed an extremely terrifying aura.

That aura is noble and vast, and cannot be looked directly at.

It’s daunting.

This is Ji Qiudong's strongest blow.

He is very confident.

So what if Shang Qingmei's strength exceeds expectations? He was able to defeat Chu Hao back then, and he can still defeat her now.

"coming!"

Outside the court, Chu Hao said this with a serious face.

He was defeated by this dragon form move in the first place.

The so-called dragon is not the kind in Eastern mythology. Even in a different world with many races, such a mythical beast has never been found.

Most of the savage beasts that are now dubbed "dragons" belong to the noble bloodline and are the top ones among the same level. Most of their shapes also belong to Western legends.

But even so, the horror is beyond people's imagination.

And Ji Qiudong can cultivate the dragon shape, which is the most difficult to cultivate among the beasts at such a young age, one can imagine his talent.

It’s no wonder that the Southwest Military Academy is in such a strong mood this year.

but!

Chen Jing on the side looked at Shang Qingmei who was getting ready to go on the other side.

In this era, Ji Qiudong is not alone.

As a certain media said, this is a golden age, a golden age for warriors.

And there will never be only one Ji Qiudong.

When Ji Qiudong's slowly closed eyes opened again, what appeared in front of him was a pair of aloof and ruthless golden vertical pupils.

This is the eye of a dragon.

Even though his understanding of the divine form of dragon is now weaker than the other two, the aura he exudes is far superior.

Not only that, although the increase brought by the leopard and tiger forms is still there, under the dragon form at this moment, it is hidden as if there is no temper.

The three shapes merge into one, and their potential is like an abyss.

Shang Qingmei's figure was reflected in his cold vertical pupils. Ji Qiudong suddenly stepped forward, as if the space between the two suddenly disappeared. The snow-white blade flashed, and the terrifying power contained within it quickly exploded.

The strong wind that cut like a knife caused Shang Qing's long black hair to fly messily.

At the same time, her smooth forehead without any wrinkles was exposed.

On top of the dazzlingly white skin, a bright and restless purple spirit flashed fiercely between the eyebrows.

Shenxiao Nine Destructions-Second Style!

Shang Qingmei's mastery of a move that almost turned the tables on Chen Jing has improved significantly now.

The spear came out of the body, and the sword swept across.

Under everyone's gaze, the field immediately turned into a fierce competition between purple and gold.

It seemed that in just a moment, or perhaps dozens of breaths of time, the golden brilliance had obviously dimmed a lot.

Finally, after a loud roar, and amid the surprised looks of everyone in Jiangnan Military Academy and the unbelievable desperate looks of everyone in Southwest Military Academy, the battle ended!

Although Shang Qingmei's sleeves were in tatters, revealing a pair of ski-white arms, although she looked embarrassed, everyone admired her for her always upright posture.

"Why?"

In the Southwest Military Academy, someone still asked reluctantly.

Yes! Why is this happening?

No one can answer it because they also want to know the reason.

As the chief of the Southwest Military Academy, and one who defeated Chu Hao, if he lost to Chen Jing in the end, even though he would be very unwilling to do so, it would still be excusable. After all, he was also the chief of the Jiangnan Military Academy.

But now, they have lost to a contestant outside the chief position of Jiangnan Military Academy. This result is really hard for them to accept.

Didn’t it say that Jiangnan Military Academy was already in decline? Didn’t it mean that their Southwest Military Academy was rising day by day?

Could it be that the real strongest person in Jiangnan Military Academy is this woman named Shang Qingmei?

The so-called Chen Jing is just a cover-up?

But he still lost!

Everyone at the Southwest Military Academy was waiting with their minds in a state of confusion.

At the same time, the sound of smashing mobile phones suddenly sounded in the office of the principal of Southwest Military Academy.

“It’s true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!”

Seeing the result of the game, Chu Hao felt very complicated.

He was both happy for Shang Qingmei's victory, but also a little surprised and frustrated that the other party suddenly surpassed him.

How long has it been?

His position dropped one step lower again, and the reason came from the junior classmate who was one level below him.

Plus this Chen Jing beside me.

Chu Hao couldn't help but sigh.

"Are you really old?"

"No matter how old you are, you think you are old. If you say it, you won't make fun of others."

Xue Han, who heard it from the side, rolled his eyes and said.

If Chu Hao thinks he is old, then aren't they, who are not as good as him, even older?

"What? Are you discouraged so quickly? This is not like your style, Chu Hao." Chen Jing answered with a smile.

"It's just a random grumble, but you guys take it seriously! It's still a long time, and I, Chu Hao, am not the kind of person who quits halfway after being hit a little bit, so just wait and see."

Sure enough, Chu Hao instantly returned to his previous demeanor, and then said with a smile,

"By the way, Shang Qingmei is much better than a month ago. Chen Jing, are you under a lot of pressure as the chief of Jiangnan Military Academy?"

"Pressure"

Chen Jing smiled calmly, looked at the next game with his name written on the big screen in the stadium, and said,
Chapter completed!