In addition, she relied on the three places that Ling Luo won at the Queen's birthday banquet and entered the college through the back door, so she has not been well liked by the students of her generation.
Mu Ranran's expression was a bit resentful, and there was no smile on his face.
Before the game even started, she had already lost to Chen Yin in terms of momentum. This feeling was very frustrating.
Mu Ranran's somewhat pitiful eyes fell on Ling Luo, who was standing in the front row under platform 27.
"Xiao Ran, believe in yourself." Ling Luo smiled lightly and waved to her little cousin.
Facing such a clear and warm gaze, Mu Ranran's panicked heart felt inexplicably calmer.
It's fine.
Cousin Luo said that something will happen to Princess Yin if she eats those Jingyuan Fruits.
She has to believe in herself! Believe in Cousin Luo!
"Let's take action!" Mu Ranran took a deep breath and his eyes became calm.
Chen Yin glanced at Mu Ranran with an extremely disdainful look, and said coldly: "It's just you, a poor student who came in through the back door, so what if the princess gives you three moves?"
There was a burst of booing under the platform. You must know that in the sky arena, giving up three moves is the biggest insult to your opponent.
Mu Ranran was young and had not experienced much, so his eyes immediately turned red and he said angrily: "Chen Yin, don't go too far!"
"Haha, is that too much? Why didn't I feel it at all?" Chen Yin was extremely proud, like a proud peacock, "The chance of me losing to you is one in a hundred thousand."
One in 100,000?
Ling Luo smiled secretly in her heart: Fool, you will regret that one in a hundred thousand.
Mu Ranran stopped talking nonsense to Chen Yin, and with a long sword in his hand, the sword body was condensed with flames, and he rushed forward.
She is also a fire cultivator.
Facing the attack, Chen Yin had a smile on her face and dodged left and right leisurely.
Just after she dodged three moves, she stretched out her palms, and two spiked rattans like giant pythons rushed out from her palms and attacked Mu Ranran wildly.
Mu Ranran slashed with his sword.
Unfortunately, with her strength as a seventh-level warrior, she could not cut through the canes of a first-level warrior.
Even the flames on her sword did not burn the vines.
Chen Yin sneered, and the cane with a thickness of one meter on the left curved and whipped Mu Ranran's body.
"ah--"
Under the heavy blow from the cane, Mu Ranran's body was knocked directly to the edge of the fighting platform and fell to the ground.
The sharp thorns of the rattan pierced into her lower abdomen, and large pools of blood appeared on her clothes.
Ling Luo saw that her cousin had fallen very close to her, so she hurried forward and whispered: "Xiaoran, hold on, stand up. She has already used her vitality, it's time to come. Go up and stab her."
As she spoke, she popped a pill from her sleeve and threw it into Mu Ranran's mouth.
Because Ling Luo is extremely fast, anyone under her skill will not notice her small movements.
"Swallow it and you won't feel any pain for the time being."
Mu Ranran quickly swallowed it. The pain nerves were numbed and the bleeding stopped. She had the strength to stand up again.
When she raised her head, she realized that something was wrong with the face of Chen Yin opposite her. She was holding the cane with one hand and pressing the Dantian on her lower abdomen with her other hand.
Chen Yin's expression was much more painful than that of the injured Mu Ranran.