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Chapter 90(1/2)

Outside the Green Fire Cave.

The crowd was buzzing, and countless experts gathered here.

Every time a new person appears on the ranking list, it usually causes a sensation. Although the Green Fire Cave does not represent strength, it is still an honor.

For the boring military camp life.

Watching the changes on the ranking list and witnessing the birth of each record are both good entertainment activities.

As time passes by minute by minute.

Seeing that the three days were running out and were about to end, Chen Te showed a bright smile on his face. He stood up, patted his clothes, came to Zou Zheng, and said with a smile: "Zou Zheng, you lost this bet.

.Five thousand military merit, please hand it over obediently!"

"Hmph, Chen Te, don't be complacent!" Zou Zheng snorted coldly, took out the token, and looked at the stone tablet unwillingly before handing over the military merits.

Chen Te laughed loudly and said: "What? You still haven't given up? There are only ten breaths left. Do you think he can really create miracles? Stop dreaming and just give me your military achievements!"

However……

Facing Chen Te's provocative words, Zou Zheng had a dull look on his face and made no move.

Chen Te frowned: "Isn't it? It's only five thousand military merits, and you're so angry?"

The disdain and pride on his face became increasingly intense.

only……

The smile on Chen Te's face did not last long, as a thunderous roar suddenly came from the crowd behind him: "Fuck, it's moving, it's already over 900 meters!"

"No, it's already 901 meters, surpassing Luo Haoran and ranking third!"

"Nine hundred and fifty meters, Ling Jianchen is going crazy!"

"Look, he has already surpassed Xue Luoyi, who is in second place..."

Waves of thunderous screams and cheers shocked Chen Te all over, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Drops of cold sweat had penetrated his clothes, and he felt his throat was dry, as if it had been burned by fire: "No, it's impossible, right? I, I must be hallucinating."

He stiffened his neck and turned his head.

The moment Chen Te looked at the stone tablet, Ling Jianchen's name surpassed Li Yunfeng, who was regarded as a god by the younger generation of the Green Fire Army, and took the first place!

On top of the stone monument.

The bright golden light became even brighter, but Li Yunfeng was no longer in the first position.

Instead, it became——Ling Jianchen!

Behind the three words Ling Jianchen, there are four bright numbers - 1000!

One 1, three 0!

Extraordinarily dazzling!

Chen Te's body was shaking like chaff, with a look of shock on his face: "How is this possible? A thousand meters? This is a thousand meters. Even Li Yunfeng couldn't do it back then, how could he possibly do it?"

Zou Zheng also came to his senses after being stunned.

The decadence on his face disappeared, replaced by a touch of excitement and pride. Following Chen Te's previous steps, he swayed up to him and said with a proud face: "Chen Te, it seems that you lose this bet."

Yes. According to the bet, you have to compensate me 10,000 military merits. Tsk tsk, plus your 10,000 military merits, it is enough for me to be promoted to a Japanese sergeant. Don’t worry, I will hold a grand banquet and I will definitely invite you to the banquet.

of!"

The exact same words were particularly harsh in Chen Te's ears.

Every word is heartbreaking.

A moment ago…

These words came from his mouth, and the proud person was none other than Chen Te.

But in the blink of an eye, the roles of the two were reversed, with Zou Zheng standing in front of him proudly.

Chen Te's face was as black as carbon, with black lines all over his face. His deep voice sounded hoarse, and he suppressed his anger: "Zou Zheng, are you sure you want to force me like this?"

"Did I force you? I'm just willing to admit defeat!"

Zou Zheng looked at Chen Te with an exaggerated expression and said loudly, "No way? Chen Te, with only ten thousand military merits, have you been scared out of your wits?"

Chen Te's face turned blue and white.

There were already many soldiers around, pointing at him, like rays of light on his back.

He snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, okay, Zou Zheng, you are lucky today. I admit defeat!"

Token interaction, transfer 10,000 military merits to Zou Zheng.

Zou Zheng laughed and raised his hands to him: "Thank you very much, Brother Chen Te. I'll treat you to a drink later!"

"roll!"

Chen Te cursed angrily, his clenched fists crackling, and a sinister aura surged in his eyes, "Ling Jianchen, you are responsible for all this. I must kill you, no one can save you!"

His eyes suddenly looked towards the entrance of Qinghuo Cave.

A figure is approaching slowly.

Ling Jianchen had just walked out of the Green Fire Cave, and the bright sunlight was a bit dazzling, so he subconsciously raised his hand to cover it.

But at this moment...

A cold light came suddenly, making him feel cold all over.

This is the killing sword!

Zou Zheng's expression changed drastically and he roared: "Ling Jianchen, run!"

"Um?"

Ling Jianchen's face changed slightly, and he ducked out of the way.

The sharp sword energy passed by him and cut off a section of his clothes. If it had been a moment later, it would have been his head that was cut off.

Ling Jianchen's eyes were gloomy and he looked at Chen Te, who looked murderous: "Who are you? Why do you want to attack me?"

Zou Zheng roared: "Ling Jianchen, this person is Chen Te, a strong man at the fifth level of the True Spirit Realm. You are no match for him, run away!"

Chen Te said with a cruel smile: "No one can save you today!"

Whoosh whoosh!

He flicked his left hand violently, and a dozen black shadows shot out.

These are more than a dozen flying knives.

There is a faint black light on each flying knife, which is tempered with poison.

The blood seals the throat.

At the same time as he shot out the flying knife, Chen Te followed closely. The long knife with cold light in his hand vibrated violently. It was like a spiritual python shaking the air, making a buzzing sound. The blade was sharp and cold light was spitting out.

"Machete!"

The powerful and heavy sword fell in the air, with the force of Mount Tai, falling straight to the top of Ling Jianchen's head.

This sword is fierce and powerful.

The sergeants who were watching were all shocked: "Chen Te was too cruel, wasn't he? This mountain-opening sword technique is a second-grade intermediate martial art. He has cultivated it to a perfect state, which is enough to break mountains and break rocks. This is what he wants to do."

Put Ling Jianchen to death!"

"Ling Jianchen can rush to the first place in Qinghuo Cave, so he shouldn't be killed so easily, right?"

"The ranking in Qinghuo Cave does not represent combat power. Chen Te is one of the top ten monthly sergeants. He has experienced hundreds of battles. Ling Jianchen is just a newbie in the Qinghuo Army. How can he be compared with him?"

"Are we going to witness the fall of a genius today?"

Even Zou Zheng couldn't help but close his eyes, unable to bear to watch Ling Jianchen being beheaded by Chen Te.

Chen Te's face was filled with ferociousness: "As long as I kill you, I will receive a heavy reward from Master Tianhao and become the focus of the family's training. By then, not to mention ten thousand military merits, even one hundred thousand will not be a problem..."

However……

Ling Jianchen, who was facing him, suddenly showed a strange smile.

Chen Te was in a daze.

Ling Jianchen closed his fist at his waist and punched out with a fierce punch, smashing all the dozens of flying knives into pieces with a bang. Immediately afterwards, a dark yellow light burst out from Ling Jianchen's palm, moving towards the sharp long knife.

Caught it.

Grasping the blade with bare hands?

Chen Te was stunned for a moment and then laughed loudly: "Idiot, this is a fine steel hundred-refined sword, comparable to a first-class advanced soldier. How dare you pick it up with your bare hands? You are simply asking for death!"

"Yeah?"

Ling Jianchen smiled playfully, and with a sharp clang, the fierce long sword suddenly struck.

The pride on Chen Te's face disappeared, replaced by a deep shock: "This, how is this possible?"
To be continued...
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