Severe pain came from the waist and abdomen, followed by the calves and tender forearms that were in close contact with the ground.
The ground was rough with fine stones, and the skin had been scratched.
Compared to the pain on her body, Qian Minglan was particularly angry at the scratches caused by the blow.
A proud person will undoubtedly regard the stunning performance of someone who is sensually inferior to himself as an unforgivable forced exposure.
Mu Chuyue had just struck, and it was as if the girl automatically classified her into a coincidence.
Immediately, Qian Minglan stood up quickly, and all the dirt on her clothes fell off.
The phoenix eyes were half-squinted, like a monster ready to attack, rubbing its teeth in the dark and looking at the stubbornly resisting prey.
That's right, Mu Chuyue is an easy prey in her eyes She already regretted it and became a little more cautious.
She decided to get serious.
Qian Minglan gave up the idea of using Feiyun Palm.
In fact, compared with the earth-level skills that he was not yet proficient in, compared with the mortal-level skills that he could use smoothly and smoothly, there was nothing else but pretense.
Advantages.
Mu Chuyue's attack actually had some hidden power.
She didn't use her full strength, because she was in the academy after all, and a young girl who didn't know the heights of the world couldn't kill her.
She just needed to teach her a lesson.
Unexpectedly, even though Qian Minglan was in pain, it was difficult to convince herself to give up.
Because Qian Minglan has no face to admit that she is inferior to others.
Although Mu Chuyue's cultivation level is better than hers, it turns out that she has not yet entered the Mustard Seed Realm.
If word spreads, it's just the first day of school, and she, Qian Minglan, has already become the starting joke of the whole grade.
What everyone didn't know was that on the greenway outside the open space, a figure smiled playfully.
Next to him stood a handsome assistant coach with a pouty mouth.
After a few rounds, Qian Minglan completely wiped away his contempt.
She was shocked to find that even if she executed a double slash that she had practiced tens of thousands of times at the fastest speed, it was easily resolved by the opponent.
Mu Chuyue was like a loach, dealing with her with ease.
After half a cup of tea, I didn't even touch the corner of her clothes.
No, I still touched it, just when I got slapped for the second time Several defeats made Qian Minglan feel faintly frustrated.
Practitioners competing against each other are like two armies confronting each other.
They gain strength at one go, then weaken and then become exhausted.
Qian Minglan, who had tried several times to no avail, gradually lost the courage to continue.
However, the introductory martial art "Thousand Leaves Falling Shadow" was once again wielded with a familiar track, which is undoubtedly the most familiar move she has mastered so far.
Dozens of incorporeal flying leaves condensed with mana suddenly shot out, immediately bringing Mu Chuyue within the attack range.
There is no doubt that if the cheek is scratched by any blade, the injured person's face will be disfigured.
No woman is willing to bear the consequences.
However, there is still a certain gap between Qian Minglan's martial arts and Dacheng.
The attack range is too small, otherwise the blades today would not be dozens, but thousands.
And Mu Chuyue also has an advantage that no one knows about, which is her terrifying mental power that is different from ordinary people.
A silver light flashed in his eyes, and his powerful spiritual consciousness was able to predict the opponent's next move based on Qian Minglan's movement trajectory at this time, combined with Mu Chuyue's bold guess.
Facing people with the same spiritual realm, this method is questionable.
But now that the opponent is Qian Minglan, don't blame Mu Chuyue for bullying the weak. xx4911131: