a scientific pirate

Chapter 70
Mo Fei didn't know that many people were talking about the upcoming battle, or that he was concentrating on the battlefield and had no time to think about other things.

Because he hadn't considered the strategy of "guerrilla warfare" at all, when Mo Fei entered the established battlefield, he went straight to the open place in the center... This is not about fighting some strong enemy, going around in circles, reckless That's the best tactic.

If nothing unexpected, Mo Fei believed that his opponent would do the same.

This was indeed the case. When he walked to the center of the battlefield, he saw an extremely strong "uncle" head on.

Cervantes Gert, 19 years old, 253 cm tall, his father is Rear Admiral Cervantes of the Navy’s G2 base... This is some basic information about the other party that Mo Feide learned before the start of the exam .

If there are no accidents... well, no accidents, Cervantes must be the "officer school" in the naval academy.

Then Mo Fei's eyes moved down slightly, and then he saw the weapon in the opponent's hand, a rather large mace.Comparing the two, Mo Fei couldn't help reaching out and touching the dagger hanging behind her waist... He said it was a bit unfair.

A heavyweight fights a lightweight, is this still an individual?

"Ailidel Mofei, a civilian from the South China Sea, has been in the navy for about three months. He has no training experience before, and he is a complete new recruit..." After the other party came over, he smashed the mace into the ground , and then spoke like this.

Mo Fei was baffled at first, and then glanced at the surveillance phone bug lying on a sloping wall not far away. He thought to himself, is there still time for "trash talk" before the battle starts?

"Um, lucky to meet you?"

Too bad, Mo Fei didn't prepare any trash talk before coming here.

"Since you came to Marin Vanduo from the South China Sea, you seem to have performed well, but... isn't it a bit too publicized? For a person from a small place like you, it's better not to get too carried away." Cervantes continued.

At this time, Mo Fei had two doubts. First, he didn’t feel that he was getting carried away, and second, whether he was getting carried away. Should he let the other party judge... When one person accuses another of being carried away, he often acquiesces that he is in a better situation. Upper position, so was Cervantes some kind of big shot?
"I just want to tell you one thing today, that is, the gap between people like you and people like me is far beyond the words 'strength gap'. gap."

"Uh, what, isn't it more than 30 years old, look...well, I mean, aren't you already in your 40s?"

Mo Fei was only making a small, "well-intentioned" joke, but the next moment he had to suddenly lower his body, and almost at the same time, the mace that was glowing with cold light was at the height of his head just now. It swept over, and then slammed heavily on the ruined wall beside it.

While it made a loud noise, it raised a large amount of smoke and dust.

He didn't plan to talk trash, but he launched a personal attack, and it seemed to hit the opponent's pain point... Although the opponent has an uncle face, his heart is still pure like an adolescent child.

"Sneak attack? Don't talk about martial arts?"

Once the battle started, Mo Fei didn't have much time to talk anymore. He quickly pulled out the dagger behind him, and then stopped it in front of him perpendicular to the ground.

clang!
The wolf smoke stick swept away the smoke and dust, and hit Mo Fei's side again, and this time he blocked with a dagger.

There was a scream of creaking and creaking from the sword for a moment, and Mo Fei also felt that his arm was numb due to the huge force - the opponent's strength was very strong.

Mo Fei didn't continue to hit the ground hard. He loosened his feet and looked as if he was swept away by the opponent's stick. However, after flipping several times in the air, he landed again with a very light posture. .

Then he almost subconsciously raised the dagger in his hand, and after checking it for a while, he was relieved—fortunately, the blade did not collapse.

"Bedwell" is a good sword, but it is not a black knife, and it is not so strong. It is still a bit too inappropriate to use such a thin blade to resist a mace.

Cervantes, who was a little farther away, did not "take advantage of the victory to pursue", he put the mace on his shoulder, and then showed an expression of "looking at the world" at Mo Fei.

Mo Feixin said, what are you dragging, do you think you are playing "Thundering Gossip"?

And the reason why Cervantes didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue it was because he wanted to show his strength that he could pursue it whenever he wanted:

shave!
In the next moment, his huge figure suddenly appeared in front of Mo Fei, and the mace in his hand smashed down on Mo Fei's head like a walnut.

But there was no doubt that the weapon in Mo Fei's hand was much lighter than the mace, and before the opponent's cumbersome attack came down, he had already swung the long sword upwards.

Then, the mace pierced down from top to bottom as if it had hit an invisible giant konjac. It was obvious that Mo Fei's head was underneath, but the mace couldn't be smashed down no matter what. .

Cervantes only felt that something was blocking his weapon, blowing on his face, pushing his body... It seemed that the surrounding air had become his enemy.

Mo Fei's little trick reappears in the Jianghu: Yin Wang · Seven-fold Walnut.

"Haven't you seen such sword skills?"

It's strange, this thing is actually called sword skills... That's right, the sword skills of a serious swordsman are not inspired by the sword, those things basically come from superpowers.

Although the two warring parties do not like to see each other, in fact, the two men have a certain consensus-they both believe that they are now playing "fish egg game" and firmly believe that one of their own sharks has been put in the fish pond , the opponent is a fish egg that has not yet hatched.

"Fei Nianliu, Mo Fei, please advise."

Saying something like that, Mo Fei inserted the short sword into the scabbard, and then made a posture of Iai slashing... Well, he can be a fart.

Mo Fei stepped back abruptly, and then swung his sword forward with a very sharp posture.

Cervantes was a little confused, obviously he had not been in Class D for a long time, but why did the "sword skills" suddenly evolve to a level that his mother didn't even recognize without notifying him?
shave!
Although he didn't understand what the other party had done, the sense of crisis he instinctively sensed made him subconsciously choose to escape.

It's a pity he didn't escape far enough.

The surrounding air "collapsed" toward the position where he was standing just now, and then expanded extremely quickly after Mo Fei released his ability.

A special sonic boom sounded immediately, and hidden under this sound was a not-so-big but threatening spherical explosion range...

No, the explosion does not seem to be appropriate, perhaps it is more appropriate to say "shock wave":
Hidden King Begonia.

(End of this chapter)