Liu Sheng moved with the sword, and the bright white tip of the sword burst out with cold light, hitting Chen Jing's eyebrows directly.

"The basic skills are good and the foundation is pretty good, but it's too rigid."

Chen Jing put her hands behind her back. Facing the approaching threat, not only was she not nervous, but she commented very casually.

When Liu Sheng saw this scene, the cold light became even more intense.

He is not one of those people on the Internet who knows little about the martial arts world. He is very aware of the famous name of Jiangnan Military Academy.

But he prides himself on being equally talented and has never been defeated among third-level warriors.

Even if he was facing the best of Jiangnan Military Academy, he was still confident despite having practiced for a year or two more than him.

Compared with the major military academies' north-south contests, where students are selected from freshmen and sophomores, other participating forces do not have this restriction, as long as they do not exceed the 22-year-old age range.

Many institutions of higher learning select senior students, and Liu Sheng is like this.

Although he was not angry in the face of Chen Jing's arrogance, he would not waste this opportunity.

When he was about to approach his opponent, he suddenly made a mistake in his steps. After performing the "Shadow Step", his figure swayed. When he reappeared, he was already on Chen Jing's left side.

The sword flashed and pointed directly at the temple.

At this time, Chen Jing finally moved.

As if he had expected it, he would face Liu Sheng once again while strolling in the courtyard.

He did not draw the sword, but casually stretched out his index finger and moved forward a little, with a sense of ease and aura in his understatement, as if he was admiring flowers rather than competing in martial arts.

The Six Military Skills - Gun Pointing.

The slender white index finger moved from stillness to movement so fast that Liu Sheng could not see the trajectory clearly.

However, before his face changed drastically, before he could react, Chen Jing's index finger had already touched the tip of his sword.

So amidst the open-mouthed exclamations of many spectators, Chen Jing's mortal fingers not only had not even a trace of fur damaged, but were also instantly accompanied by a series of "clicking" sounds, and Liu Sheng had a long hand in his hand.

The sword directly turned into thousands of pieces.

Liu Sheng stared at the remaining hilt of his sword in shock. The moment Chen Jing's finger touched it, he felt a completely unmatched destructive force penetrating his sword.

If the opponent hadn't stopped intentionally, I'm afraid his arm would have ended up like a long sword.

Is this really the strength of a third-level warrior?

Liu Sheng stared blankly at the unmarked index finger that rested between his eyebrows, and said nothing for a long time.

"Jiangnan Military Academy, Chen Jingsheng!"

At this time, the referee's angry voice sounded, and at the same time, Chen Jing's exclusive photo was displayed on the big screen in the venue.

As if Mars collided with the earth, the scene was shaken violently.

On the same level, a long sword was shattered with one finger.

How can we not be excited when we see such a shocking picture in front of everyone?

This time, they also deeply remembered Chen Jing and the name Jiangnan Military Academy.

Facing the huge wave of cheers from the audience, Chen Jing's expression remained unchanged. After gently nodding, she walked calmly outside the venue.

"Sure enough! No matter where he is, he is always the focus of the crowd."

In the Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall contestants' seat, Gu Yifei, who never missed a single detail from beginning to end, couldn't help but sigh to herself.

Although the voice was small, Zong Jingyuan could still catch it.

"Does Junior Sister know Chen Jing?" As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly affirmed, "That's right. In Nansu City, equally outstanding people have a high probability of knowing each other."

Gu Yifei didn't explain too much, just nodded slightly, and her eyes remained on Chen Jing for a long time.

Zong Jingyuan looked at Gu Yifei's profile and then at Chen Jing's leaving back, with an unknown look flashing in his eyes.

Chen Jing's crisp first victory not only made his relatives and friends extremely happy, but also gave the opponents who were observing him a preliminary understanding.

Ranking first in the Jiangnan Military Academy selection competition is definitely something that should not be underestimated for those who truly enter the martial arts circle.

Southwest Military and Martial Arts Competition Area.

As the person who faces the Jiangnan Military Academy recently and faces the greatest pressure, every contestant from the Jiangnan Military Academy has everyone talking.

Cheng Zhan, who had been defeated by Chu Hao before, watched the game. Although he knew that what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg of Chen Jing, he was surprised that Chu Hao was defeated by the opponent. Now it seems that he was not in vain.

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Chu Hao is so strong, so what about Chen Jing's strength.

Knowing that he was still no match for Chu Hao, he glanced at Ji Qiudong, who had an unchanging expression beside him. As the target of the trust of all the teachers and students in the school, could he block this important task?

In the contestants area of ​​Beihua University, a few people gathered together.

Except for Yu Linting, everyone else looked worried after seeing Chen Jing's game.

They know how much they weigh, not for themselves, but for Senior Brother Yu.

Seeing this, Yu Linting smiled and patted their shoulders and said:

"Don't worry, I'm here."

In this way, everyone settled down.

There are many discussions like this. For example, Zhang Wenhua, who has always had erratic eyes, rarely cast his fiery gaze on Chen Jing without moving until the other party disappeared from sight. For example, the burly men of Mobei Military Academy discussed Chen Jing with great interest.

Jing's full-of-class moves, they all clamored to be even better when they came on stage.

Of course, there are also those who are truly unmoved.

Wu Feng Qingcang of the Northwest Army and his party had been fighting the Landlord with great enthusiasm from the very beginning. Even Chen Jing's match was only a glimpse of them.

A group of people at the Imperial Military Academy were sitting upright from beginning to end. Except for the same arrogant smile on their lips, they all had a standard military posture.

Among them, the only exception is Nie Shaoxuan who sits in the core position.

At this time, he was holding a book and reading it carefully, not paying attention to anything happening on the field.

This is true even for Jiangnan Military Academy.

When Chen Jing came back, there was no welcome or applause. Everyone was still doing their own thing.

Let’s chat, cough melon seeds, and talk about emotions.

Chen Jing didn't pay attention and quickly blended into them.
Chapter completed!