Chapter 8

"Come to the martial arts field." Instructor organization.

How big is the contrast between seven classes and one class! The people in class 7 are eager to try and try hard to seize the opportunity to practice. Take another look at class one, with a solemn face and calm as water.

"Boss, will they break us?" Humbly and timidly, he took a few steps back. The key is that he didn't abstain from the exam! Don't you want people to be beaten?

"Spineless guy, is he a man?" With a slight dislike, the boy hit Gong Qianyi's shoulder hard.

It hasn't started yet. My hand is broken

In class seven, they are probably the calmest.

"Mo Xiaohuang of class seven is against Li Yi of class one."

Mo Xiaohuang accepted it calmly and stepped onto the stage step by step. Under the stage, there was a bottomless pool of Langsheng to observe and analyze every move of the game.

Sure enough, it was invincible.

"Mo Xiaohuang's body is too stiff and his physical strength is too poor. He gasped after a few moves." The young man was completely right to say Mo Xiaohuang's shortcomings in detail.

After most of the game, it was ready to end. No one in class 7 beat anyone in class 1. Even two to one may not have played. Each class has good food and strong food.

"Yan Chaoxi to class 1..." before the instructor finished speaking, a tall and straight figure came out in a black corner. The whole stadium was suppressed by the powerful aura and saw a man in military uniform come out.

Tut, it's a monster. Black broken hair, cold eyes, exquisite facial features and good figure, although wearing military uniforms. That fierce smile, domineering footsteps, reserved abstinence fan is really speechless.

"Gudong -" a stadium was full of girls swallowing their saliva, and the aura of Langsheng began to rise, which was comparable to that man.

The man turned his handsome face and said to the instructor in a magnetic voice, "I'm going to play."

"To me?" Langsheng smiled calmly. The man was obviously not an ordinary soldier. The military uniform without creases stood upright.

"General Quan, this is a military academy. They are still children. You may... Be out of control. " The instructor bowed down and said to the man that the flattering expression on his face was disgusting.

Although Langsheng is wearing camouflage clothes, he is always aggressive, and the girl's heart is bursting! The two male gods suddenly appeared. YY, think about it, they are a pair made in heaven.

Women: about to transform into rotten women.

"I will control, he is not weak." Quan Yi spoke, but this made Langsheng greatly suspicious and uneasy.

He affirmed the strength of the teenager, but how did he know her strength?

"I accept it. Class seven is Yan Chaoxi." The young man jumped onto the martial arts platform. She had decided on the victory or defeat in her heart. Anyway, she would lose!

"Quan Yi, commander in chief of the troops in zone 22."