The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

One meter seven!

One meter seven!

The height of an adult boy!

Mu Changying's challenge was like a small stone thrown into amber causing ripples.

Countless people present had their eyes widened, looking at this petite girl in disbelief.

The news swept through the entire arena at the speed of the wind, and a group of spectators suddenly poured into the scattered high jump area.

The group of people who had just placed their bets looked at the arena nervously with their hearts raised.

"..."

Mu Changying stepped back five meters and got ready to start.

She stared at the railing in front of her, the calmness in her eyes disappearing and being replaced by determination to win.

"Are you ready?"

A thin layer of sweat broke out on the referee's palm holding the whistle.

It was obvious that he didn't want to compete, but he was extremely nervous at the moment.

Mu Changying nodded her head gently and pursed her lips into a straight line, "I'm ready."

The referee in overalls picked up the whistle and blew it into his mouth, and there was a crisp sound.

At the same moment, Mu Changying's petite and exquisite body burst out with powerful power.

approach!

He pushed hard with his feet, his body was extremely fast, like a cheetah running on the prairie.

As he started running, the wind whistled in his ears, and his ponytail swung in a graceful arc.

The noisy crowd calmed down and everyone stared nervously at the arena.

After sprinting to the distance from the railing, Mu Changying tapped her toes to gather energy and jumped.

In the blink of an eye, the petite girl soared into the air!

She leaned back and raised her feet slightly as she climbed over the railing.

Her head fell back into a ponytail, and her white neck was exposed to everyone's eyes.

This gesture was so graceful that the scene seemed to be frozen at this moment, and no one could bear to blink.

"This... this... this is a back jump!"

The referee standing aside had his eyes as wide as bells, and he couldn't help but scream at the top of his voice.

He successfully crossed the railing without touching a single thread with his body, and the railing still hung firmly in place.

Mu Changying's body rolled half a circle in the air, adjusted her posture, and landed smoothly on the thick mat.

"boom--"

As soon as she fell, the arena was silent, and everyone could hear only the faint breathing of the person next to them.

"It's passed, it's been, it's been!"

"Oh my God, I landed at this height perfectly!"

"Liubiluubi, boss, this dance posture is not only standard but also graceful!"

…

Everyone looked at Mu Changying with extremely warm eyes, and applause and cheers filled the sky.

This was an unprecedented exciting game, and all the blood in their bones was aroused.

But among the cheering crowd, there was a lonely and regretful guy who stood out.

"Ah ah ah, I actually lost the bet."

"I have invested all my pocket money, now I have to eat bread!"

"Oh my God, I really hate why I didn't bet on her to win just now?"

…

Each of them held their heads and howled in pain, almost bursting into tears.

This strong contrast made the person in charge of camera No. 3 on the side extremely excited. He controlled the camera to capture everyone's reactions.

"I can't tell. A person cannot be judged by his appearance, but the sea cannot be measured!"

I thought it was a delicate and delicate vase, but I never expected that it would be the most powerful king.

The referee smiled from ear to ear, "Okay, okay, good job!"

Their Qingjin school has a sports genius!

Even if this strength reaches the National Games, it will still be leveraged, and it will definitely be among the best!