Pirate Control Vector

Chapter 42 Justice is never compromised

Without giving him much time to think, the battle began quickly.

Ain held the sword in both hands, trying to concentrate his strength on the dagger, and then launched an assault towards Zefa.

Zefa's expression was stern, and he stood there with stern eyes. When Ain launched an attack, he calmly analyzed: "The speed is average, barely qualified."

Ain tried his best to calm down his fluctuating heart, jumped up, and slashed from top to bottom with the dagger, adding his own weight in this blow, trying to exert the attack effect as much as possible.

Zefa didn't dodge or dodge, just stretched out his hand, just like crushing the "Wind Blade" just now, stretched out his hand to block it.

Ai En naturally knew that her attack could not be stronger than the slash just now, it was impossible to send the sword to the door like this, adjust the force of the wrist, and change the trajectory of the dagger.

Jumping and slashing with all its strength has a strong inertia, which is not so easy to adjust. It took a lot of effort and blushed to make the sword slightly change its trajectory, avoiding the direction of the palm, and slashing towards Zefa .

However, in an instant, Zefa's arm appeared in front of the dagger, holding the blade, and then threw the sword back with a hand.

Zefa stretched his stalwart body, looked at the embarrassed Ain indifferently, and stood still and commented, "According to the enemy's situation, it is acceptable to change the trajectory of the sword rationally."

Ain quickly got up from the ground, instead of cleaning up the dirt and dust on his body, he looked at Zefa.

The attack was cracked so easily, but Ain was not discouraged. On the contrary, he was evaluated by Zefa as fair, which made Ain happy for a while.To be praised by such a great person.

After adjusting his state and letting his body relax naturally, he rushed up again.

Time and time again, he kept slashing out the dagger, and swung the dagger in his hand with all his strength, until his arms became heavier and heavier, and his hands were as heavy as lead and iron, and then Ai En retreated.

However, even if she attacks with all her strength, it seems useless to Zefa. She just stands there and uses one hand, like swatting a mosquito, to pat the sharp edge of the dagger lightly to block all angles. attack.

Ain was just struggling under his subordinates, perhaps this could no longer be called a battle, and even for the assessment, it was too cruel.

This is purely a crushing game of adults on children.

Zefa seemed to be tired of this kind of thing, looked at Ain indifferently and said, "Is this your full strength? Then it can only be said that you are too young."

"..." Ai En didn't answer, but just looked down at the heavy hands, those hands that were already trembling just holding the hilt of the sword, what else could she do?

Long before the start, she should have realized it. How could it be so easy to pass the assessment of General Zefa? Maybe she has no talent herself.

"Ain!"

Fang Xing looked at Ai En, who was in a depressed state, and couldn't help shouting anxiously.

Encouraged, Ai En couldn't help thinking. "Yeah, Fang Xing won her this opportunity, so she can't just give up like this. If she just gives up like this, then what are her previous efforts and longings worth?"

Holding the dagger again with trembling palms, with a resolute look on his face, he rushed towards Zefa.

Zefa looked at Ai En who didn't give up, and his face was so cold that it was difficult to reveal a color of satisfaction that was not noticeable. However, appreciation is appreciation, but it does not mean that it is allowed to pass.

Grasping the sharp blade easily with the palm of his hand, Ain wanted to break free from the sword, grasping the hilt with both hands, with the soles of his feet pushed back, but the sharp blade was firmly locked in the huge fist, unable to break free.

"Give up, understanding cruelty is also a compulsory course for you next. A person's strength is limited after all. You must know what you can and cannot do. You do have good potential, but it is too weak. Now You joined the team just as a burden, and you can't bear the training inside, so you can become my student after a year or two of hard work."

Zefa gave it a positive evaluation, but announced a cruel result.

Now letting it pass because of appreciation is not only irresponsible to it, but also a manifestation of injustice and injustice to other people. Knowing the rules of this world in advance is also a kind of tempering for her.

Ai En didn't speak, but kept swinging the immobile short sword, screaming out his unwillingness to give up with his actions.

Zefa said again: "Give it up."

Ain's arm slowly loosened from the dagger, tears streaming from his eyes.

"I don't want to...don't want to give up."

Ain's mournful face touched Zefa a lot.However, this world is a rational world, and emotions cannot be relied on alone. Although he really wanted her to join, he still announced the cruel result again.

"It's not a question of whether to give up or not, it's just a matter of simply being unqualified."

The indifferent tone and Yichen's unchanging expression made Ain realize the reality clearly, and he cried out in pain.She was just a little girl, and when her dreams and longings were torn apart before her eyes, she still couldn't bear it and vented her feelings.

Zefa turned his head and walked towards the direction of the school gate. He didn't want to see this kind of scene, it should be said that he couldn't bear it, he didn't want to see this kind of scene.

Fang Xing stood in front of him again, "Please give her another chance."

This time, Zefa didn't want to talk to him anymore, and said coldly: "There is only one chance, if you don't pass, you don't pass."

"I am willing to guarantee her potential, and she will definitely become stronger in a short time to catch up with the progress."

Even if she doesn't have the ability to regress the fruit at this moment, when she grows up, she doesn't need to be weak at the level of a major general in terms of swordsmanship alone, so Fang Xing is confident in guaranteeing her potential.

Zefa laughed recklessly, unlike his usual cold and calm appearance, as if Fang Xing had said something funny.

This sudden laugh surprised everyone present, even Alves had never seen Zefa like this before.

"Guarantee? Kid, what guarantee do you take? Your life, the only thing you can guarantee is your life, but you can't take other people's lives as a guarantee, so don't be too crazy boy."

"..." Fang Xing couldn't refute. Although he knew that Ai En could grow to surpass many people, it didn't mean that other people knew, and he couldn't convince others. From a certain point of view, it was He's way too willful.

But he didn't want to just give up!
"Give up my position to her, or I will protect her."

These words seemed to touch Zefa's back scales, and Zefa's angry face showed a ferociousness that was different from before.

Fang Xing was sent flying with just one punch.

"Little devil, remember... justice cannot be transferred, because justice cannot be compromised!"

(End of this chapter)