There were words in front of him, and then a small leather whip waiting on the side, and Mu Xiyan suddenly realized.

The truth is right.

The more exercises you learn, the easier it will be to deal with the enemy, but only if you practice your roots well.

As Zhao Shangzhi said, no matter what exercises, no matter what changes in the moves, they are inseparable from the origin of martial arts, since Hongquan can become the enlightenment of martial arts, does that mean that Hongquan is the origin of martial arts?

After realizing this section, Mu Xiyan studied more attentively and demanded herself with the highest standards, and she inadvertently saw Zhao Shangzhi's satisfied expression.

In the past month, Mu Xiyan has spent all his time on Hong Boxing, so the students sitting in the audience watched Mu Xiyan perform the Hong Boxing that they didn't pay attention to, and forced Du Feifei to retreat.

But Mu Xiyan fell into a special feeling, and without deliberately, his body naturally displayed the moves of Hong Fist one by one.

It's a subtle feeling, as if every punch and every move is like being demonstrated countless times in my mind.

Mu Xiyan played easily, Du Feifei was just the opposite, her eyes became more and more frightened, and even the defensive action became sluggish, although it was only for a moment, but in Mu Xiyan's eyes, this flaw was infinitely magnified.

With a smash of the horizontal fist, the palm of the hand was released upward, and the five fingers turned into eagle claws, and the sky rushed down, locking the prey with an unstoppable domineering spirit.

For a moment, Du Feifei thought that she was about to die, and when her air once again got used to her nasal cavity, she realized that she had forgotten to breathe, and that all this was caused by the cold hand on her neck.

That mysterious feeling had disappeared when Mu Xiyan choked Du Feifei's throat, and she secretly said a pity in her heart.

The students in the audience cheered one after another, this ring match was so exciting, seeing that even their hearts were raised high in the end, it was a perfect reversal.

Jiang Danqiu's palms are still wet, but she is no longer sweating, she flattens her palms, the wetness of her palms is dried and waited for my cotton clothes to absorb, the corner of the pinch is slowly smoothed, and her quiet eyes are faintly flowing with joy, very light, very light.

Contrary to Jiang Danqiu's joy, Tang Xinyue, Chen Zhilei, and Pan Honglian sat in the audience, their faces turned blue, and no one thought that things would develop like this.

Especially Chen Zhilei and Pan Honglian, their eyes were full of disbelief, it was clear that Du Feifei's victory was in sight, and they were like ironclads, why did the event reverse in a blink of an eye?

It was so caught off guard!!

The students who were immersed in their emotions didn't see that the sharp eyes of Zhao Shangzhi, who was standing in the referee's seat, turned up a monstrous wave.

He thought, he really wanted to understand why Mu Xiyan was sent to the Martial King's special camp.

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Day by day, time slowly slips away, and the weather gets colder and colder, and the end of the year is soon after December.

More than a month has passed since the assessment competition, and after two competitions, Mu Xiyan is a little famous in the Martial King Special Command Camp.

After all, the first ring match in her life was obvious to all the students in the large class, middle class, and small class, and this one was called the most embarrassing game in the history of the Martial King Special Command Camp, which made Mu Xiyan also feel blushing.

Then there is the assessment competition, in fact, many students came over like this, but Mu Xiyan is more "lucky", and he has such a glorious reputation in front, and this one will be so sensational.