"Come to the martial arts field to gather." In the instructor organization.

  A seven classes versus one class, how big the contrast is! The people in Class 7 are eager to try, desperately seizing the opportunity to practice. Look at the other class again, with a solemn and calm face.

   "Boss, will they break us?" Gong Qianyi timidly took a few steps back. The key is that he didn't abstain from the exam! Isn't this asking people to be beaten?

   "Spineless guy, isn't he a man!" The young man slammed Gong Qianyi's shoulder with a slight disgust.

   hasn't started yet, my hand is broken...

  In class 7, some of them may be the calmest.

  "Mo Xiaohuang in Class 7 vs. Li Yi in Class 1."

  Mo Xiaohuang accepted frankly, and stepped onto the martial arts stage step by step. Under the stage, Lang Sheng observed and analyzed every move of the game in the bottomless pool.

  Sure enough, it is still invincible.

   "Mo Xiaohuang's body is too stiff, and his physical strength is too poor. After a few strokes, he will pant." The boy said Mo Xiaohuang's shortcomings in detail, which was completely correct.

  Most of the time has passed, and it is ready to finish. Still no one in Class 7 has beaten anyone in Class 1. Even two-to-one fights may not have been possible. Everyone in the first group has good food and eats strong.

   "Yan Chaoxi to Class One..." Before the instructor finished speaking, a tall and tall figure walked out in a dark corner. The entire arena was suppressed by the powerful aura and saw a man in military uniform walk out.

  啧, it’s an evildoer. Broken black hair, cold eyes, exquisite features, and a good figure, it's nothing to say, even though he's wearing a military uniform. With that stern smile and domineering footsteps, Jingui's abstinence fan is really nothing to say.

   "Gudong—" A stadium was full of girls gulping, and Lang Sheng's aura actually started to rise, comparable to that of the man.

  The man turned his handsome face, his magnetic voice said to the instructor: "I want to play."

   "To me?" Lang Sheng smiled indifferently. This man was obviously not an ordinary soldier. The uniform without creases stood upright.

   "Admiral Quan, this is a military academy, they are still a child. You may...uncontrollable." The instructor hunched over and said to the man all the time, his flattering expression was disgusting.

  Although Lang Sheng is wearing camouflage uniforms, but the domineering has always been there, and the girl's heart is bursting! The two male gods who suddenly appeared, YY, think about it, they are a match made in heaven.

  All girls: about to transform into a rotten girl.

   "I will control, he is not weak." Quan Yi said, but this made Lang Sheng very suspicious and uneasy.

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

   "I accept, the seventh class Yan Zhaoxi." The young man jumped onto the martial arts stage, and he had already decided the outcome, no matter what, she would lose!

   "Quan Yi, the commander of the 22nd district troops."