Mu Xiyan knew that the brother who was chasing her had exhausted his physical strength.

Because she doesn't need to hide anymore.

As long as she appears within the range of Brother Ren, Brother Ren will definitely shoot mercilessly, and she only needs to take two steps faster to open a safe distance from Brother Ren.

Mu Xiyan even thought that at this time, she suddenly turned around and punched him, and this benevolent brother must lie on the ground immediately.

She has to make up her mind to keep a low profile, so as a newcomer, and a newcomer who doesn't understand martial arts, putting down a second-level student is not a big show.

And this idea coincides with Brother Ren's thoughts.

So there was such a strange pair of competitors in the ring, one was 'staggering' in the back and chasing behind, and the other was 'calm and relaxed' running in front.

Finally, before Brother Ren was about to squeeze out the last trace of strength in his body, the huge high-definition LCD monitor hanging on the wall rang with a "ding-ding-ding" bell, representing the successful conclusion of the two-hour ring match.

Mu Xiyan exhaled deeply when he heard the bell, glanced at the crumbling brother behind him, and sat directly in the ring panting.

Brother Ren also gasped, sat down on the floor, and even when his ass landed on the smooth floor, he thought to himself, this weak chicken is a good person, and he must pay attention to her in the future, so as not to let her be bullied.

Brother Ren didn't have a sad meaning at the moment, in fact, he couldn't even figure out the weak chicken in his eyes.

Neither the two people with their own thoughts, or rather, the one who lacked a tendon, found the scene to be quiet and terrible.

Mu Xiyan doesn't care, she hasn't participated in the ring competition and doesn't understand it at all, but Brother Ren has already reached the middle class, and I don't know how many times she has experienced the big and small ring matches, which one of them is not screaming constantly, and the scene is boiling.

From this point, it can be seen that Brother Ren is actually really lacking roots.

The fixed ring match ended in this strange position, and the group followed the unswerving Pikaqiu out of the field.

Mu Xiyan pulled Jiang Danqiu's arm and thanked her in a low voice: "Danqiu, thank you for helping me get my clothes." ”

Jiang Danqiu tilted her head and looked at Mu Xiyan carefully, this was the first time she looked at her carefully.

Her skin was as fair and delicate as a freshly shelled egg, her eyes were bright and clear, her pupils were as dazzling as a solar stone, her long eyelashes were thick and moderate, and when she reached the tail, she was slightly upturned, her nose was straight and beautiful, her cherry blossom-like lips were slightly raised, and her cheeks were like peach blossoms in March.

Thinking of the competition just now, Jiang Danqiu was silent again, there are more people who really understand this event than Pi Kaqiu.

The students who came to the Martial King Special Command Camp all came in with concealment of their backgrounds, and there was no shortage of descendants of big families.

The big family has its own set of processes for cultivating the younger generations, and the only thing that remains unchanged is familiarity.

The more people in the big family have seen, the more naturally there are, and the most outstanding descendants cultivated by the family have always been warned by the patriarch about the importance of the foundation.

Jiang Danqiu is also from this kind of big family, so she can understand.

Mu Xiyan's body twisted, just dodging the strong wind coming from the right, his body had not yet been straightened, and another strong wind hit the left. Although she still didn't know what she had done to make this brother hate her, judging from her current situation, she must have moved everyone else's cheese.