The wind was galloping in his ears, and the fishy smell was thrown away, Mu Xiyan suddenly turned around and punched suddenly, and the wolf dog chased after him in a hurry, but before he could react, he just hit Mu Xiyan's fist.

Boom!

The sound of fists and flesh colliding has become the most pleasant music!

Mu Xi's dark eyes always remained calm, compared to strength, how can the strength of a wolf dog compare to her, although the medicinal effect of Hua Gong San has not dissipated at all, but at least seventy percent has recovered.

If it weren't for the fact that she didn't want to get hurt, she would have been able to knock the wolfhound down with a few punches in hand-to-hand combat.

Why let yourself get hurt when there are tactics that you can do without getting hurt?

With this punch, Mu Xiyan used all his strength, and the wolf dog, which was more than one meter high, was knocked to the ground by her punch.

A dog's eyes with a fighting spirit finally gained fear, it tried to stand up, but the pain in its body caused it to fall down again, repeating it several times, it felt that the end was coming.

Mu Xiyan didn't wait any longer, and sprinted over, his powerful fist smashing into the wolfdog's nose.

The wolfdog's head was beaten tightly to the ground, and there was no way to lift it up, and dark red blood flowed out of its nostrils, and a trace of it invaded the ground.

Mu Xiyan picked up the fighting knife she threw away from the corner of the wall, and walked towards the wolf dog step by step, the wolf dog's body twitched one by one, it was afraid, its eyes were pleading.

The cold shadow of the knife flashed in the wolf dog's eyes, Mu Xiyan waved his hand, and the bright white blade was stained with dark red blood, and a large amount of blood gurgled from the wolf dog's neck, gurgling out, and soon dyed the surroundings red.

Mu Xiyan raised his hand and closed the unwilling dog eyes, and said softly: "You don't have to be unwilling, there are not a few people who died under your mouth." ”

The wolfdog's body twitched violently, and then stopped moving.

Mu Xiyan stood up, blood staining the upper of her shoes, stepping on the dark ground, only a wet mark, she stood by the door with a fighting knife in her hand, her expression indifferent.

As soon as the time of half an hour arrived, the iron door "clicked" and opened automatically, Mu Xiyan pushed open the iron door and walked outside step by step.

This time, the battle of wolves and dogs was reduced from one hundred and thirty-six students to one hundred and two students, and thirty-four students remained in the beast field forever.

The classrooms in the small class have been empty for two months, and Yan Chenghui's classes are never indoors. It's not a game of chasing me with wild beasts in the mountains. It's in the beast field, fighting with all kinds of fierce beasts.

His lessons were brutal, all piled up with blood and lives, and for two months, lives were lost almost every day, and people were injured every day.

Mu Xiyan couldn't tell whether this training method was good or not, at least the effect was very significant.

If the students in the small class were like a child who was still childish, then the students in the small class can be said to be transformed warriors, and everyone has a soaring fighting spirit, which is watered with blood.

Mu Xiyan's class is not a small class in the strict sense. Every once in a while, someone will enter the martial king special camp, and the students who just came in couldn't withstand Yan Chenghui's training intensity at all, so the new students reorganized a class, called the "practice class".

The remaining one hundred and two cadets after the Battle of the Wolf Dogs have been reduced to forty-five, which is a tragic ratio.

There are still more than three months before people in the small class can be promoted to the middle class, and according to this ratio, after more than three months, no one dares to determine how many people will be left.

Yan Chenghui's practice set off an undercurrent in the Wuwang Special Command Camp, and many instructors opposed the practice of transferring the courses from the large class to the small class.

They protested and opposed, but the result did not play a dime, because Yan Chenghui was not only strong in martial arts, but he also had the help of two people who other instructors did not want to mess with, Zhao Shangzhi and Pi Kaqiu.

The instructors of the Martial King Special Command Camp collectively felt that Zhao Shangzhi and Pi Kaqiu were the most shameless people.

When Gong Hongyuan, the last battalion commander, was in power, they always acted in disobedience to the yin and did their own thing, and they didn't take Gong Hongyuan's orders seriously at all.

When Yan Chenghui became the battalion commander, they said that as the instructor of the Wuwang Special Command Battalion, he must absolutely obey the battalion commander's orders.

The battalion commander wants to eat, they have to hand chopsticks.

The battalion commander wanted to kill, and they handed the knife.

Ahh

In the past, Gong Hongyuan had no way to take Zhao Shangzhi and Pi Kaqiu, not to mention now, even the battalion commander was on their side.

The skills are not as good as others, and the power is inferior to others, even if other mentors disagree, the matter is still done according to Yan Chenghui's orders.

The undercurrents between the instructors, the students didn't know anything, the instructors were holding their breath in their hearts, and all of them were sprinkled on the students.

In the past two months, not only the students in the small class suffered relatively large casualties, but also the middle class and the large class also suffered casualties of varying degrees.

This is directly reflected in the fact that Brother Ren has not met Jiang Danqiu for two months.

Because Yan Chenghui's course was particularly difficult, Mu Xiyan had to sacrifice three hours of sleep every day to practice the exercises.

A strong course also has the advantage of a strong course, at least the four golden flowers are tired and have no way to follow her training in the night shift every night.

Mu Xiyan has never forgotten her purpose, although her relationship with Jiang Danqiu is now "old and dead", they still live in a dormitory.

A week after the battle of the wolf dogs, Mu Xiyan strongly expressed her dissatisfaction because of Jiang Danqiu's indifference to her, and then the two fought, and the giant wheel of friendship overturned.

Tang Xinyue secretly likes it for a long time, if it weren't for Pan Honglian's departure, she would probably open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

Pan Honglian died, died in the battle of the wolf dogs, and since then the five golden flowers have become four golden flowers.

Tang Xinyue had mentioned more than once that she should move into their dormitory to live together, but she was so busy that she didn't have time to shirk it.

It's not a shirk, she really doesn't have time. Yan Chenghui's class time was only constantly delayed, and he never got out of class on time.

And she spends all her free time practicing exercises, fighting with all kinds of beasts and beasts can improve people's vigilance and speed, but all kinds of exercises must not be lost, not to mention, she is already missing in this aspect of exercises.

Jiang Danqiu also agreed with her decision, and the two of them took the approach of "never getting along with each other, and hating each other", and the feeling in private was getting better and better.

Jiang Danqiu has changed a lot, she is now not only able to communicate with Mu Xiyan normally, but will also take the initiative to find her if she has questions.

This was what Mu Xiyan was most happy about, and she was even happier than when she integrated the speed and vigilance of the discovery during the battle with the fierce beast into the exercises.