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Chapter seven hundred and ninety first sparring, contest

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However, Cheng Haoran cannot defeat him, he always has a way.

If you do not do well, you can be picky; if you do well, you can praise it!

"Mo Xiaomi comes out!" Cheng Haoran said loudly, "This classmate is very standard in military fisting. Mo Xiaomi, come to the front, you can watch it carefully, and strive to achieve this level."

Mo Xiaomi thought Cheng Haoran had calmed down, but she didn't expect to come to find her again.

However, this time it was not picky, but praise, which made Mo Xiaomi unable to stand it for a while.

Now in military training, Cheng Haoran's orders were not rejected, so Mo Xiaomi could not refuse, so he followed the standard movement and walked to the front of the class queue.

"I shout slogans, follow me and let everyone see how good you are doing." Cheng Haoran smiled, the smile on his face was as gentle as the spring breeze.

But Mo Xiaomi didn't think Cheng Haoran had good intentions. She couldn't relax her vigilance when a man who was hostile to her from the beginning.

"Yes!" Mo Xiaomi replied, "The soldiers came to block the water and soil, and they wanted to see what Cheng Haoran wanted!"

"One, Two..." Cheng Haoran shouted a slogan. With his slogan, Mo Xiaomi began to do military fist movements.

Not only were the students in the class surprised Mo Xiaomi's movements, but his toned limbs and body always showed the beauty and power of military fist just right.

Not only were the students stunned, but even the instructors from the three nearby classes looked here and taught the students in their own class a lesson. They were not as good as Mo Xiaomi.

Cheng Haoran's eyes at Mo Xiaomi gradually changed. Unexpectedly, when he got closer, Mo Xiaomi did better.

This is really a good seedling!

But I don’t want to enter the military camp, what a pity! I really want to snatch back the military camp, it’s definitely a thorny flower.

After a set of military fists, Mo Xiaomi took a deep breath and stood firm.

Cheng Haoran looked at everyone and said, "Did you see it?"

"See it." The students answered, shocked.

"Awesome?"

"sharp!"

Yuan Yanyan's eyes rolled and she shouted: "Report!"

"Say!" Cheng Haoran looked at Yuan Yanyan.

Yuan Yanyan smiled and said, "As a girl, Mo Xiaomi looks very good at playing military boxing, but it is just good-looking, not necessarily useful. Maybe if you meet a bad person, you can't tell if you forget it. Why not, the instructor and Mo Xiaomi fight against you, demonstrate it and let me see how powerful military boxing is."

Mo Xiaomi raised her eyebrows and spoke when Yuan Yanyan said, she knew that this woman was trying to make her ugly. Her fancy moves could not defeat Cheng Haoran.

Cheng Haoran looked at Yuan Yanyan with a smile, and then looked at Mo Xiaomi, thinking that the girl's proposal was good.

"Then I'll try it, I'll give you an arm." After saying that, Cheng Haoran put his right hand on his back and stretched out his left hand to compete with Mo Xiaomi.

People from other classes also came over.

Mo Xiaomi knew that if she was timid at this time, as a girl, it was nothing, but she just didn't want Yuan Yanyan to be so happy. She wanted to see Mo Xiaomi's jokes in the next life.

Mo Xiaomi clasped his fists with his hands and said, "Please give me advice! I may not necessarily use military fists. The purpose of my martial arts practice was to protect myself, protect my family, and defeat the other party."

Cheng Haoran was surprised. Mo Xiaomi was very angry.
Chapter completed!
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