I Can Resist Most Vicious Beatings

Chapter 18: Contest opening

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

This arm was bitten by the goddess, and it still left saliva. If it was bitten on his arm...

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

Other students have also seen this scene. The jealous eyes are almost red. We also want the goddess to bite, and we also want the goddess to leave saliva.

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

"Du Yan, return to the team!" The instructor of Du Yan's class had already signed up and shouted.

"Xue'er, I'm leaving now, bastard, wait, wait for you to call me in the competition." Du Yan left in a fierce manner.

"Hmph, wait for me to **** your ass." Jiang Du proudly snorted.

Ning Xue couldn't laugh or cry, how did she feel that there was a pair of happy friends beside her silently?

Thinking of this word, Ning Xue suddenly became vigilant.

Rejoicing friends is not a good word.

"It's not that I said, Xueer, you are so pure, beautiful, beautiful, generous, gentle, kind, and lovely. How can you become friends with someone like Du Yan, a husky?" Jiang Du's face was not red and heartbeat, complimenting Ning Xueda heap.

Zhao Feihan was even more envious. How did Jiang Du practice such shamelessness? He would never learn.

Ning Xue remembered the process of meeting Du Yan and she couldn't help but smile, then her face returned to coldness and she walked forward.

Jiang Du is completely ignored.

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

I am willing to spoil my fishing hook.

Time was fast, and the next day, the military training was almost over.

All the students and instructors were sitting in the auditorium, and in the middle of the playground, a huge fighting arena rose directly.

In the distance is a huge display screen.

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

"Ah ah, my male **** is about to compete, so excited, what should I do if he is about to win the championship?" A little girl flushed with excitement.

"Bah, my male **** Qin Hao is the champion, and the champion is Qin Hao!"

"Heh, this time the genius of Class 1 and Class 2 is like a cloud, but no one dares to say that they can win the championship with absolute certainty. You all think too much."

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

According to the ranking of students, there are about eight popular candidates for this championship.

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

Chen Xi from Class 2, Jiangshandu, Chen Zidao.

3 classes Nielong, 14 classes Ningxue.

Others are not in the reference range at all. Even when these people didn't enroll in school, their voices were very loud and they were hailed as geniuses.

As for Jiang Du, even if he defeated Lin Xiuyuan in the limelight before, there was still a gap compared with these people.

Because the strength of these people has reached a high-level existence close to the blood realm, or they have special talents and supernatural powers.

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

The main reason is that instructor Shen's training was too harsh during this period. Every day he was swaying youthful sweat, like a tired dead dog, there is no time to pay attention to these things.

Jiang Du came to Ning Xue's side and happily took a picture with text.

From VIVOIQOO:

May Ru Dapeng ride the wind,

Soaring for ninety thousand miles.

Military training competition finals,

I wait for you.

【image】

I like Xiao Xueer’s 15th day @小雪儿.

----Jiang Du, Class 14 of Senior One

August 30, 2019.

Ning Xue glanced at the phone naturally, there was no fluctuation in her heart, and she even wanted to drink some water.

"In the early autumn of August, the sky is high and fresh, and on this sunny day, we ushered in the 19th freshman class."

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

...

"The deputy principal of the school is invited below. Principal Lu Xiangli gave us the opening speech of the military training competition."

After the host said, an old man walked onto the center of the rostrum with a gentle smile on his face.

"Good morning, classmates!" The old man said peacefully.

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

"Time flies quickly. In a blink of an eye, I have been teaching in the second high school for more than 30 years. For 30 years, the situation has changed drastically, and I have sent away batches of students.

These students are your seniors. They have now become the pillars of the Chinese nation. Some of them have become heroes of the three major legions, some have become powerhouses who walk alone in the world, and some are engaged in business and politics.

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

The reason why we have a peaceful time is because behind the light, there is always someone walking for us.

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

And we warriors have taken the lead, and we have the privileges in this society. That is what we put together with all our energy.

China needs a group of young people, they are passionate, they are kind, they have a sense of responsibility, and they work hard.

At this time, you are the best years of Guanghua in your life. I hope that you will work hard, without humility, without pride, only doing your best, and never regretting it in the future.

...

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

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

All participating students began to draw numbers.

Jiang Duo glanced at his number, and a black line rose 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. He didn't know who got the 19A. He hoped that he was not a strong person, so that he might be able to support a few more rounds, but he wouldn't make a round trip.

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

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

"Below, invite the first group of participants to come on stage!"

Above the display.

1A1B!

The first class Luo Jun VS the nine class He Long!

"Ahhhh, Luo Jun, he was the first to appear, the hottest candidate for the championship!"

The atmosphere above the auditorium exploded. I didn't expect that the first player to appear was the seeded player from Class 1.

In the contestant candidate area, He Long's face instantly paled and his mouth was bitter. He would never have thought that he was so unlucky. He met the champion candidate in the first game.

Luo Jun didn't care who his opponent was. Holding a silver spear, he walked directly onto the huge fighting arena and waited.

He Long hesitated, he even had the idea of surrendering directly.

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

The audience was restless.

"You won't be courageous and dare not give up, right?"

"This is the first game. How can I not admit defeat? How shameful is that?"

"Where are people? Come on!"

He Long gritted his teeth and was injured in a big deal. He really doesn't believe how strong a freshman can be when he just entered school!

He Long played without weapons, only fists.

Most students nowadays do not choose weapons, and only a few use weapons.

As the game started, the voice sounded.

Luo Jun moved instantly.