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Chapter 165 This is not my roommate (thanks to my boss)(1/2)

"Eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve... All lower the gravity belt one gear and continue!

“One, two…”

On the training ground of the National Defense Military Academy, a class is undergoing physical training, and each student wears a gravity belt to ensure the intensity of the training.

“Make the last set!

“One, two…

"Everyone stands up! Gather!

"stand at attention!

"After a moment!

"stand at attention!"

The instructor stared at them expressionlessly, suddenly felt a little anxious, so he frowned and shouted:

"Zhang Ming?"

"arrive!"

“Get out of the line!”

"yes!"

"You look at it! Standing in the military posture!"

"yes!"

The instructor strides towards the toilet.

At this moment, a figure walked straight towards them in the distance.

The figure was tall and had long legs. Although she was casually dressed, she had a cold aura on her body. When she walked to the front of the front and glanced at them coldly, no one dared to look at her for a moment.

She only heard her cry in a deep voice:

"stand at attention!"

The students couldn't help but do it.

"After a moment!"

Neat movement sound.

The figure in a deep voice reminded: "Everyone trains me well! Do better! Today, students from other schools are coming to our school to participate in the competition. If anyone is lazy and lets people from other schools laugh at them, they will lose the face of our National Defense and Military Academy. I will be the first one to spare you!"

“…”

"Hmm? Didn't hear it!?"

"yes!"

"Didn't eat?"

"yes!!"

"This is also for your own good. Training more in daily life and bleeding less during wartime! As sword cultivators in the special operations team, they often fight on the front line. You are facing the enemy's most brutal firepower. If you want to survive, you must ensure personal force!"

"Report to the instructor!" Zhang Ming stood up, raised his head and looked straight, "Instructor, we are from the Army Command Team!"

"Hmm? What's your name?"

"Report to the instructor, Zhang Ming!"

"Zhang Ming!"

"arrive!"

"Don't refute me next time!"

"Yes! Instructor!"

"No matter which class, you have to train well!" The figure's expression became more serious, and the sharp aura it exuded made them stand on their hair: "Especially today! Did you hear it?"

"I heard it!"

“By the way…”

The momentum of the figure suddenly disappeared, and he scratched his head: "I'm here to participate in the martial arts competition, where should I go?"

"Instructor, you are..."

"Oh, I'm a student from Ling'an School next door. I'm here for the first time and I'm not very familiar with the road, so I come here to ask about the road..."

“???”

"Forget it, see you again..."

Zhang Yogurt shrank his neck and trotted away from here.

My roommate went out very early today. He didn't walk with her, and refused to walk with her. He just wanted to go with the silly green vegetable, which made her angry. Unexpectedly, she, who has the blood of heaven and man, would even value sex over friends.

Zhang Yogurt plans to find them...

...

Each person only plays one game a day in the first stages of the off-campus competition. Since the semi-finals and finals are more valuable, they will be arranged as appropriate.

The opponent on the first day is said to be random, but you have to avoid confrontation between the same school and the confrontation between the fifth and fifth levels. According to the group leader, each school has estimated the students participating in the competition. The one with the highest score will be the lowest score. If the score is in the middle, the opponent's strength will be similar.

First eliminate the weak.

There are 46 participants in total.

There are about ten participants in Yujing, Ling'an, National Comprehensive and Military Academy, with only three participants in the Dao Academy, and only two in the Buddhist Academy.

There are many combat venues similar to martial arts museums in the National Defense Military Academy. They are called martial arts courts. Unlike martial arts museums, the martial arts courts are open-air. The number is enough forty-six people to compete at the same time, but they did not make such arrangements.

Chen Shu’s opponent today happens to be from the National Comprehensive Institute, which happened to be a direct descendant of a nearby small country. He came to Yiguo to study in the gilded state.

It's eleven o'clock in the morning.

Competition venue No. 14.

In front of him were the Gate of Miao and the Ancient Buddha of Green Lanterns, but they all started at 10 o'clock and were at the 15th and 16th respectively.

Brother Jiang, like him, was at the 15th competition venue at eleven o'clock.

Zhang Yogurt and Yan Ke Yan Ze in the afternoon.

Chen Shu was not in a hurry and took Qingqing around the military academy. At ten o'clock, he went to watch the game of Zhongmiaozhimen. It was boring. The opponent was very weak. Zhongmiaozhimen did not use the magic trick at all, so he easily defeated the opponent. When he ran to the next battleground, the battle between Qingdeng Ancient Buddha had also ended.

Next is Chen Shu's own competition.

When we arrived at the venue, Shi Qian and Fu Jia were there, and many college leaders were there, and it seemed that we attached great importance to him.

But he still didn't express his thoughts for a while.

Chen Shu just wanted to resolve the battle quickly, then go to see Brother Jiang be beaten, and then accompany Qingqing to have lunch.

Come to the field.

Chen Shu looked around.

Qingqing sat quietly beside him. Zhang Yogurt came over at some point and sat next to Qingqing, staring at him boredly with his chin.

Yan Ke Ling is not far away.

On the other side of the venue, two figures stood side by side, one in a Taoist robe and the other in a monk's robe, both of which were moon-white. After sensing his gaze, the two of them nodded to him with a smile.

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Chen Shu couldn't help but smile and nodded at them.

"Players on both sides are ready!"

"when!"

The gong sounded at the beginning, and Chen Shu was fully fired.

Six seconds later.

The opponent loses.

When the referee announced the victory and Chen Shu raised his head again, the two figures were left with only the backs, but Zhang Yogurt was still sitting next to Qingqing.

The teacher and the college leaders were talking in a low voice.

Chen Shu returned to the audience, greeted Zhang Yogurt first, then patted Qingqing's head, and grinned, "Am I handsome? Say it's handsome!"

Zhang Yogurt was stunned when he saw this

hateful!

He actually teased my goddess roommate like this!

Then he curled his lips disdainfully

If you use a few invisible spells, what’s so handsome? Can you have the sword-controlling skills of my Sword Sect?

cut!
To be continued...
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