After eight days, the finals of the North-South Competition that caused a sensation across the country have finally arrived.

With the attention of 100,000 viewers and millions of people in front of the TV, the two protagonists of this game have already entered the competition venue.

Nie Shaoxuan, the champion of the last North-South Grand Competition, could win the championship again this time, which would be an unprecedented second consecutive championship, and the Imperial Capital Military Academy is worthy of claiming to be the number one in the country.

Chen Jing, a youngest player in North and South University, won the chief of the Jiangnan Military Academy in his freshman year. Now he has come to this day with his outstanding record. If he can win again, he will not only be glorious, but also correct the reputation of the Jiangnan Military Academy.

Both of them were carrying the expectations of countless people behind them, so the next one would be a wonderful battle with all their might.

Everyone is ready.

"I originally thought this North-South Competition would be very boring."

On the competition venue, Nie Shaoxuan, who had been indifferent from beginning to end, suddenly spoke.

Chen Jing, who was immersed in the scene, was the warmest atmosphere unlike in the past, as if it had exploded, was stunned. Unexpectedly, the other party would speak up and communicate.

After all, whether from the information, from other people, or from reality, Nie Shaoxuan is undoubtedly a very proud, even proud person.

In previous games, except for Yu Linting who had a few words of exchange, no matter what his identity or strength, he rarely got him to look at him directly, let alone talk.

Of course, Chen Jing would not be flattered by the other party's unusual attitude towards him.

That is the attitude of the low-ranking person to the high-ranking person.

Even if a legendary warrior walks in front of him, he cannot let himself bow his back, let alone the person in front of him.

Since you want to show off, you can't enjoy it alone.

Chen Jing responded with a smile:

"Compared with the previous session, this session is much better than the specifications and quality. Senior Nie was not sure before the competition began. It was still the level prediction of the previous session, so it was normal to have this idea."

Nie Shaoxuan did not answer the conversation immediately, but his eyes narrowed, and for the first time he carefully looked at the seemingly modest but really arrogant opponent in the finals.

Although Chen Jing's words were obscure, how could a person like him not understand?

This means that the value of my last championship is low.

It's true. A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.

Nie Shaoxuan thought of this when he looked at the opponent in front of him who replaced Feng Qingcang.

"Whether it was the last or this one, it was the same for me. I thought Feng Qingcang would continue to bring me a lot of expectations, but I didn't expect you to defeat him. The unknown means surprise. At the last moment, I finally felt bored."

He continued to say, "For this, I sincerely thank you for your kindness."

Speaking of which, Nie Shaoxuan's aura was condensed. If he had just looked ordinary and nothing special before, then now he is like a magical sword leaving his body, truly showing his peerless style of defending champions from the North and South matches in front of the world.

"I will continue to defeat you just like I defeated your senior brother in the same school last year!"

"You don't have this opportunity!"

Chen Jing's eyes turned cold and he replied without showing any weakness.

"Not only that, today I will also bury your defending champion honor with my own hands. As the cornerstone of the new king's ascending the throne, witnessing the change of times!"

moment!

Before the competition began, the two powerful auras that did not belong to third-level warriors at all, and even fourth-level warriors could not compete with each other continuously.

Although ordinary people outside the venue could not perceive it, they obviously felt a cold behind them, as if the air suddenly dropped, and the noise in the entire venue was involuntarily lowered.

"Then I'll see where your confidence is?"

Nie Shaoxuan said coldly.

As the whistle sounded, the finals of the North-South Competition, which is the most peak of the younger generation of Xia Kingdom, began.

Two suffocating auras burst out suddenly in the air. Nie Shaoxuan was unmoved at all. His hands, which were often behind him, were in front of him for the first time, clenched his fists with his ten fingers, and stepped forward with his right foot at will, taking the lead for the first time.

He saw that his whole body was flashing, and he came to Chen Jing in a while. His fist had been prepared long ago was slammed out. The place where he passed seemed to have collapsed. Even before he got close, he felt a strong sense of danger.

Chen Jing's pupils shrank suddenly, instantly!

Half a step to the bright realm, step into it!

The sword is unsheathed!

I saw a snow-white and bright sword light flashing by, and accurately chopping on the attacking fist gloves.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Chen Jing's sturdy combat boots stepped back on the floor and stopped his body this time.

Compared to Feng Qingcang, Nie Shaoxuan's power is obviously much stronger.

Afterimage as blurred as smoke flashed through the scene. Chen Jing's body changed rapidly in an instant when he stood firm. Suddenly his body turned unexpectedly. He was originally heading to Nie Shaoxuan's right, but suddenly appeared on his left, then raised his sword and slashed at the other party at a delicate angle.

"Good sword technique! But useless!"

Nie Shaoxuan said this, but he actually did the same.

Even if he made a move, he still changed his figure very easily, and his hands spilled out like a net of heaven and earth, just across the path of Chen Jing's sword.

Chen Jing was not affected at all. He quickly withdrew and waited for the opportunity like an assassin who failed to hit a single blow.

Nie Shaoxuan was unreasonable and once again used his body technique that seemed to move calmly between inches of steps, flashed to Chen Jing and punched him out again.

The afterimage dissipated, and a harsh sound of sound burst sounded in place. The fierce fist wind even blew a layer of marks like a knife cut on the ground, which showed how powerful the punch was.

However, attack and defense are in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, a biting cold light came from behind Nie Shaoxuan.

Even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he felt the sharpness of the knife.

It was too late to turn around, and Nie Shaoxuan took a deep breath, and his muscles and bones were ringing violently in an instant.

As if his whole body suddenly lost weight, as the strong wind came first, his whole body easily shaved forward like paper.

Six styles in the army - paper body.

As a military academy student, the six styles in the army are naturally very familiar with.

Even if you have practiced very powerful skills, no one pretends to be disdainful and does not practice these things.

This is true for Chen Jing, and so is Nie Shaoxuan.

After all, among so many combat skills and secrets, these six sects are naturally outstanding.

From beginning to end, the knife in Chen Jing's hand seemed to have an invisible barrier with Nie Shaoxuan, which was difficult to break through.

It can be seen how high he mastered it.

Just as Chen Jing was about to withdraw, Nie Shaoxuan, who had rich combat experience, quickly seized the opportunity and his body suddenly expanded.

The ground where his feet stepped on seemed to have trembled several times. Nie Shaoxuan quickly exerted force. With the moment of his waist turning, his right fist was pressing force after exerting force.

Hesitate.

A cone-shaped sonic bomb cloud appeared quickly in front of his fist.

In this move, Nie Shaoxuan obviously used powerful boxing techniques that had never been shown before.
Chapter completed!