Bang! Bang! Ah! Bang.

In a closed training room at Jiangnan Military Academy, violent noises could be heard from time to time, as in the past few days, and some male screams were also mixed in.

The sound was so loud that even with good soundproof walls it still carried far away.

The door of the training room next door opened and two students who had just finished training walked out.

One of the people who had just arrived today couldn't help but ask after hearing the movement:

"What is going on next door? Demolition? There is too much movement."

Another person who had been here for several days quickly raised his index finger to his mouth and said carefully: "Be careful, there is a thunder tiger inside!"

"Thunder Tiger???"

Obviously this newcomer also knew Lei Hu's famous name, and he whispered on his face:

"Is he here?"

"I heard they are training students."

"I'll go! Who is so unlucky?"

"I don't know. But we have to leave quickly. It would be terrible if Thunder Tiger catches us!"

"Go quickly! Go quickly!"

Lei Hu is so famous that all students who encounter him have to take a detour.

But at this moment, there was a stupid young man competing with him in the training room.

Perhaps we shouldn’t say he was a fool, but someone who was driven to a dead end.

"Is this the knife skill you are so proud of? Why is it so soft? Haven't you had enough to eat? Are you not even as good as a little girl?"

Lei Hu's bad mouth disgusted Chen Jing more than his knife.

If possible, he would have liked to use the sword in his hand to slap him hard several times.

Unfortunately not.

He underestimated the other party's shamelessness.

Generally speaking, school teachers basically maintain the same level when discussing and giving guidance to them, and will never bully the younger ones. After all, there is no point in fighting in this way.

But the bitch in front of me is different.

The dignified sixth-level warrior did not dare to lower his level to give him a fair fight. Instead, he shamelessly said, "When you fight with the enemy, will the opponent not use all his strength because you are weak?"

Pita Niangxi!

If I really meet a sixth-level warrior, will I be an idiot enough to fight you head-on?

Are they all fools like you?

Chen Jing complained and cursed at more than one point. Originally, the sixth level versus the third level was a matter of seconds, but this guy often resorted to backhanded tactics in the name of giving pointers.

Whenever Chen Jing used various means to attack, he would easily neutralize it without any reservation of strength. Then he would say various sarcastic sentences with the central meaning of weakness, and mercilessly attack every painful spot on his body with his hands.

Call.

I don't know what method this beast used, but I obviously had excellent endurance, but I couldn't hold on for a long time, and in the end I could only scream in agony.

And whenever this happens, Lei Hu is happiest.

Chen Jing now finally understood why Lei Hu's students begged their father to tell their grandma to leave.

But he is different.

The word "give up halfway" has never been in the dictionary of people who have been holding their breath since childhood and are cruel to themselves.

"This is the so-called half-step enlightenment state? Are you really sure? Why do I feel like it was performed by a three-year-old child? It's so wild and unconstrained? It should be said that it's just a random dance!"

Lei Hu's particularly unpleasant voice like an old bustard sounded again.

Chen Jing took a deep breath. Although he would not give up halfway, he would still scold this bitch when it was time to scold him.

God is blind, this old Bangchui is not only a sixth-level warrior, but also has entered the realm of enlightenment early.

Although his sword skills are unparalleled among his peers, he is no match for this guy.

The sixth level bullies the third level, and Tongming bullies the half-step Tongming. Are you sorry?

Lei Hu's answer was a good one.

Having said that, Chen Jing had no choice but to suppress all negative emotions, muster up all his energy, and launch another attack with undiminished fighting spirit.

So what if the gap is too big? I will bite off a piece of your flesh even if I die.

"Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? Are you going to do this again?"

Lei Hu smiled disdainfully. Facing Chen Jing's lightning-like sword, he just made a leisurely move and easily dodged it. Then he sent the long knife away, and the wide blade specially prepared for Chen Jing was like a brick.

He swatted away.

"Huh?"

Lei Hu let out a soft cry that only he could hear.

The sure blow he had just made was dodged by Chen Jing.

This is the first time.

Lei Hu's eyes flashed, and when he underestimated "I hate it", his expression became more serious, and he struck with the blade more quickly than before.

Snapped!

Chen Jing felt as if her internal organs were about to be shattered, and finally couldn't help but let out another scream.

Lei Hu smiled comfortably.

Huhuhu~

Chen Jing held her sword on the ground and half-knelt on the ground. The huge beads of sweat on her head continued to fall like rain.

Lei Hu's brutal special training these days can be said to be the most painful experience in his life.

"Huh? Are you withering so quickly? You must know that men can't say no!"

As expected, Lei Hu's gloating voice came from overhead.

Chen Jing rolled his eyes. Does a middle-aged bald man have the right to say such a thing?

But he really didn't have the energy, and it was rare for him to refute again.

Seeing this, Lei Hu also knew that the opponent had reached his limit. Although he could not continue, to be honest, he was very satisfied that it had continued until now, so he withdrew his offensive with contentment.

In a very good mood, he twisted his neck comfortably and said to Chen Jing: "Boy, do you know the good intentions of what I did?"

Good intentions? Why not just satisfy your perverted hobby of beatings?

Although Chen Jing didn't speak, his eyes showed it clearly.

Lei Hu immediately covered the wound and said with "extreme pain": "Since you don't know? I'm really wronged."

Chen Jing looked at Thunder Tiger Clown's performance coldly.

Perhaps because his eyes were too sharp, Lei Hu gave a rare smile, immediately stopped his facial expression and asked as if he was a good example:

"Do you know the shock power of the Nine-Level Thunder Knife?"

Seeing that Lei Hu rarely asked serious questions, Chen Jing did not pretend to be awkward and answered directly "yes".

"So what do you think of the shock energy?"

Chen Jing thought for a moment and replied seriously:

"It is effective against ordinary warriors of the same level and those with lower levels, but it is not very effective against warriors like Shang Qingmei, Chu Hao, and even Huo Lingran."

Lei Hu pretended that this was indeed the case, then deliberately moistened his throat and said:

"Supposedly, the Shock Power is the same as the Nine Levels Jin, and is one of the core elements of the Nine Levels Thunder Sword technique. Do you know why it performs so poorly in your hands?"

Chen Jing didn't understand this either.

The shock energy has always been just his auxiliary means. When facing Chu Hao and Shang Qingmei, he was completely useless. He should know that he can't do anything to them.

He was also curious about why the Shocking Jin, which was as famous as Jiuzhong Jin, was not effective.

Now listening to Lei Hu say this, it is obvious that the other party must understand.

So he straightened his posture, temporarily suppressed his previous complaints, and began to inquire seriously.

Seeing Chen Jing's respectful look, Lei Hu smiled with satisfaction, coughed a few times again, moistened his throat and replied:
Chapter completed!