The result is self-evident.

Li Shanhe was very unhappy. If he hadn't known that the student match was calculated based on big data, he would have really suspected that someone was messing with him.

Originally, two first-class students under my command were promoted to intermediate generals.

I plan to make a big splash in this week's exam and give myself a lot of face.

But now it seems.

You must die before you succeed.

"Zhao Ziyan, please give me some strength, don't give me two more shots to give me a second."

Li Shanhe felt a little annoyed.

I feel like my face is about to be swollen today.

And Zhao Ziyan.

The same is true.

After seeing Jiang Li opposite, his expression changed drastically.

The shadow of being killed instantly by two blows has not yet dissipated.

Even though he was also promoted to an intermediate general, he still dared not say that he could kill himself in seconds with two blows.

"Jiang Li!" he said viciously.

My heart was a little numb.

This damn big data match actually matched me to such a bad star.

"Old acquaintance, don't worry, if I continue to stab you quickly, it will be painless."

Jiang Li smiled, dragged the sword in his hand and slowly approached.

He is building momentum.

The dignified and domineering sword posture seemed to come alive, and Zhao Ziyan from the town couldn't breathe.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

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"This guy has become stronger!"

Zhao Ziyan roared in his heart.

He stared at Jiang Li with his eyes tightly, not letting go of any details.

"Don't think of killing me again!"

He shouted angrily and chose to take the initiative.

The powerful qi and blood surged into the long sword, and the spiritual snake sword technique truly turned into a spiritual snake, strange and agile, and bit Jiang Li's chest.

Jiang Li chuckled:

"Don't want to kill twice? Then just kill one."

In an instant.

The unparalleled sword force turned into an invisible sword, which instantly shattered the fighting spirit on Zhao Ziyan's body.

Jiang Li slashed out with one knife.

The violent Thunder Sword was extremely domineering, and he slashed the spirit snake in half with the fierce and fierce move forward.

The rest of the momentum did not diminish at all.

With a swish, Zhao Ziyan cut off his head in a shocked gaze.

I don’t understand why I have obviously become stronger so much, but I can’t stand it in Jiang Li’s hand.

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The head fell to the ground.

Jiang Li smiled slightly and put away his knife and walked forward.

This was as expected by him.

Zhao Ziyan has indeed made a lot of progress, but he has made more progress himself!
Chapter completed!