Chapter 18 Opening of the Competition

Zhao Feihan stood aside and glanced at Jiang Du's arm with some envy.

This arm was bitten by the goddess, and saliva was left. It would be great if it was bitten on his arm...

But he was also able to recognize the reality, his aptitude was ordinary, and he couldn't fit into the circle of the three at all.

Other students also saw this scene, and their jealous eyes were almost red. We also wanted the goddess to bite and saliva.

Lin Xiuyuan watched this scene silently, then took out his mobile phone and started sending messages.

"Du Yan, come back to the team!" The instructor of Du Yan's class had already registered and shouted.

"Xue'er, I'll go first, bastard, wait, wait for me to fight you in the competition." Du Yan left in a hurry.

"Hmph, wait for me to smash your ass." Jiang Du snorted arrogantly.

Ning Xue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, how could she feel that there was an extra pair of happy friends around her silently?

Thinking of this word, Ning Xue suddenly became vigilant.

Happy friends is not a good word.

"I didn't say, Xueer, you are so pure, beautiful, beautiful, generous, gentle, kind and lovely, how could you become friends with Du Yan, a husky-like person?" Jiang Du complimented Ning Xue with a blushing face and a heartbeat. heap.

Zhao Feihan was even more envious. How could Jiang Du be so shameless, he couldn't learn it at all.

Ning Xue remembered how she and Du Yan knew each other, and couldn't help but smile slightly, then her face turned cold and she walked forward.

Completely ignore Jiang Du.

Jiang Du didn't care either, this was my buddy's cash cow, no, it was a fishing hook.

My fishing hook, I would love to pet.

Time passed quickly, and on the second day, the military training was almost over.

All the students and instructors were sitting in the auditorium, and in the center of the playground, a huge martial arts field rose directly.

In the distance is a huge display.

All the students were full of excitement, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

"Ah, ah, my male god is going to compete. I'm so excited. What if he's going to win the championship?" A little girl flushed with excitement.

"Bah, my male god Qin Hao is the champion, and the champion is none other than Qin Hao!"

"Heh, this time there are so many talents in the first and second classes, but no one dares to absolutely say that they can win the championship. You all think too much."

In the audience, there are students guessing the popular candidates for this championship all the time.

According to the rankings of the students, there are about eight candidates for the championship.

Luo Jun, Qin Hao, and Gu Manman from Class 1.

Class 2's Chen Xi, Jiang Shandu, and Chen Zidao.

Class 3 Nie Long and Class 14 Ning Xue.

Others are not included in the reference range at all. Even when these people did not enroll in the school, their voices were very high, and they were called geniuses.

As for Jiang Du, even if he had some limelight before and defeated Lin Xiuyuan, there was still some gap compared with these people.

Because the strength of these people has reached the existence of high-level blood and blood, or they have special innate magical powers.

Jiang Du was not only not angry, but was extremely excited. He didn't know before that there were so many powerful people.

The main reason was that during this time, Instructor Shen taught too hard. Every day he was sweating his youthful sweat, and he was like a tired dead dog. There was no time to pay attention to these things.

Jiang Du leaned over to Ning Xue's side and happily took a photo with the text.

From VIVOIQOO:

May your Dapeng ride the wind,

Soaring to ninety thousand miles.

Military training competition finals,

I'm waiting for you.

【picture】

Like Xiao Xueer's 15th day x-on:小雪儿.

——Jiang Du, Class 14 of Senior One

August 30, 2019.

Ning Xue naturally glanced at the phone, her heart was not fluctuating, and she even wanted to drink some water.

"In the early autumn of August, the sky is high and the air is cool. On this sunny day, we ushered in the 19th freshmen."

"Time is long and youth remains unchanged. In these passionate years, we opened the 19th military training competition."

...

"The following is the vice principal of the school. Principal Lu Xiangli gave us the opening speech of the military training competition."

After the host finished speaking, an old man walked to the center of the rostrum with a warm smile on his face.

"Classmates, good morning everyone!" The old man said in a calm voice.

Although the sound is not large, it floats into the ears of each student accurately and clearly.

"Time flies, in a blink of an eye, I have been teaching at the Second High School for more than 30 years, and the situation has changed dramatically in the past 30 years, and I have sent away batches of students.

These students are all your seniors, and they have now become the pillars of China. Some of them have become heroes of the three major legions, some of them have become strong men who are independent in the world, and some of them are engaged in business and politics.

But there is no doubt that they are the pride of this country. Even ordinary people are still shining and guarding our world.

The reason why our years are quiet is because behind the light, there are always people who are carrying the burden for us.

In this world, thousands of different-dimensional spaces bloom every day, and once the life there rushes over, it is tantamount to a disaster for ordinary people.

And we warriors, we take the lead, we have privileges in this society, that is what we fought with full of enthusiasm.

China needs a group of young people who are warm-blooded, kind, responsible, and work hard.

At this time, you are the best years of Guanghua in your life. I hope you will work hard, not humble, not proud, only do your best, and have no regrets in the future.

...

Now, I announce that the 45th Military Training Competition has officially started! "

As Principal Lu's voice fell, the students in the audience gave out deafening applause and cheers.

All participating students start to draw.

Jiang Du glanced at his serial number, and a black line rose up on his forehead.

"What's your number?" Jiang Du looked at Ning Xue next to him.

"8A."

"Old Zhao, how about you?"

"19B."

Zhao Feihan said nervously, and he didn't know who drew 19A. I hope he is not a strong person, so he may be able to hold on for a few more rounds, but he will not be able to play in one round.

"What about yours?" Zhao Feihan looked at the number in Jiang Du's hand and found that Jiang Du was covering it tightly.

"Cough, cough, you will know when I get there." Jiang Du coughed.

"Below, the first group of contestants are invited to appear!"

on the display.

1A1B!

Class One Luo Jun VS Class Nine He Long!

"Ah, ah, Luo Jun, he was the first to appear, a favorite for the championship!"

The atmosphere in the auditorium exploded. Unexpectedly, the first person to appear was the seed player of Class 1.

In the contestant selection area, He Long's face was instantly pale, and his mouth was bitter. He never thought that he would be so unlucky, and he met the hottest candidate for the championship in the first game.

Luo Jun didn't care who his opponent was at all, holding a silver spear, he walked directly onto the huge martial arts arena and waited.

He Long was hesitating, and he even had the idea of ​​directly admitting defeat.

"He Long, please come on stage!" The host shouted again.

The audience was restless.

"You wouldn't be too timid and wouldn't dare to admit defeat, would you?"

"This is the first game, no matter how you can't admit defeat, how embarrassing is that?"

"People are people, hurry up!"

He Long gritted his teeth, but he was injured. He really couldn't believe how strong a freshman could be!

He Long came on the field without weapons, only fists and feet.

Most of today's students do not choose weapons, and only a few use them.

With the sound of the start of the game.

Luo Jun moved instantly.

A little Hanmang arrived first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon.

He Long hurriedly dodged, but when Luo Jun swung his gun, He Long's body was shot and flew out.

"Luo Jun wins!"

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