Qin Lian's eyes were fixed on Duan Zimu.
Duan Zimu's eyes were different from those of other students who watched nervously. They were confident and seemed to predict the outcome.
And his eyes changed closely with Mo Shangyun's movements, and he followed up unconsciously. There was a hint of a smile in the bottom of his eyes, and there was tenderness in the depths.
Eyes are hard to deceive.
Duan Zimu is definitely not just appreciating Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun!
These three words flashed in Qin Lian's mind.
Turning his head, he swept over to Mo Shangyun who was fighting against Yan Jinchao.
In the previous battle, with Liang Zhiqiong coming to provoke, Qin Lian didn't have time to take a closer look. When he went to see it this time, Yan Jinchao was already at a disadvantage. In less than two moves, Mo Shangyun locked Yan Jinchao's neck.
Qin Lian's eyes froze slightly, and a drop of cold sweat fell from her forehead.
Even Liang Zhiqiong, who was full of confidence in Mo Shangyun, blinked in astonishment.
So fast
This is also... so legendary.
I don't know when, in this open space, all the students were silent.
I don't know when, every pair of eyes gathered, focusing on the battle between Mo Shangyun and Yan Jinchao.
It was clearly not that they participated in the battle with Mo Shangyun, but most people were very nervous just looking at them, and they carefully watched their every move, for fear that they would not be able to keep up with their movements in the blink of an eye.
Right now, the outcome is decided.
But they never recovered.
At first, most of the male students were eagerly looking forward to Yan Jinchao's victory.
After all, she is recognized as a strong man, and she is also a male soldier. No matter how strong Mo Shangyun is, she is only a woman. If the strongest among them also bows to Mo Shangjun, it will be too ugly.
did not think of-
Complete defeat.
The complete failure of Hong Guoguo.
There's not even a shred of redemption.
After two fighting training sessions, followed by three consecutive failures, the frustration in their hearts at the moment is no greater than that of the parties involved.
Mo Shangjun is only 22 years old. Even if she started learning martial arts from the womb, she wouldn't be at such a perverted level, right? !
Yan Jinchao is stronger than Mo Shangyun in both size and strength!
"Brothers, condolences."
Yan Gui casually stopped the shoulders of the person nearby, and comforted them without any surprise.
Yan Jinchao has been able to compete with his family Momo for so long, which is already very powerful.
Yan Jin is considered a martial idiot at best, but his family Momo is a pervert.
What is perversion
Just a non-human being!
Speaking of martial arts style, his family's ink and ink bones are clear and strange. He is completely a martial arts prodigy. In addition to the acquired environment training, the teaching of various mysterious masters, up to now, in terms of martial arts, it is okay to say that no one of his peers can match. of.
"Go, go, go."
Song Ci, who was strangled by his neck, pushed him away directly.
However, as soon as he pushed it halfway, he hugged Yan Gui.
It was really hugging, and the two arms opened, directly surrounding Yan Gui, collided head-on, and greeted Yan Gui with a masculine embrace.
At that moment, Yan Gui just wanted to jump into the river to die.
"..." Feeling Song Ci's fiery gaze, Yan Gui's face changed, "No, isn't it a confession?"
Seeing Yan Gui's reaction, and hearing the sighs around him, Song Ci immediately came back to his senses, realized that he had gone too far, and immediately let go of his hand.
When he bowed his head, his ears were all red.
However, Yan Gui was able to take an inch, and patted him on the shoulder generously, "Don't worry about it, brother, just say something."
Song Ci glanced from side to side, then approached Yan Gui, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you Instructor Mo's childhood sweetheart, you have such a good relationship, is it okay for her to write a paragraph?"
"Hey, it depends on what to write," Yan Gui joked with a smile, "If you ask her to give you a love letter with a few lines, it will be a little embarrassing."
"...Don't talk nonsense!"
Song Ci's face turned red again.
Yan Guiqiang resisted the urge to laugh, tried his best to straighten his serious expression, and continued: "Don't talk, what do you say, what do you write, and what do you do?"
"That's it," Song Ci took his shoulders and walked away from the crowd, like a thief, "Tang Shi is about to celebrate her birthday, and she has always liked Instructor Mo, and she has no chance to prepare in this army. It's a birthday present, so I thought, if I can, let Instructor Mo write her a paragraph of encouragement, she should be very happy."
"Oh… "
Yan Gui lengthened his voice.
As soon as he rolled his eyes, Yan Gui was just about to make a fool of himself, but before he could say anything, he heard a familiar and dangerous teasing voice from behind—
"Two people, where is this guy who hangs his shoulders on his back?"
Both Yan Gui and Song Ci both trembled violently.
At the same time, the two slowly turned their heads in a particularly stiff posture.
What caught my eye was Mo Shangyun's face with a faint smile, but it was extremely gloomy.
"Instructor Mo..." Yan Gui took the time to bring back the hand on Song Ci's shoulder, and said to Mo Shangyun in a fast voice, "We are studying the battle between you and Brother Yan to see if we can learn from this battle. to experience-"
"Three points deduction." Mo Shangyun squinted and interrupted him.
Yan Gui was taken aback and asked tentatively, "We?"
Looking at him, Mo Shangjun said with certainty, "You."
Yan Gui: "… "
I feel that my heart has been hurt extremely strongly, and it's the kind that a box of skewers can't make up for.
Raising his brows, ignoring Yan Gui's expression, Mo Shangyun turned around and faced the students who glanced at him from time to time.
He raised his hand, put the black whistle to his mouth, blew it, and then shouted, "Assemble!"
172. Don't think about surpassing her