Interstellar journey to another world

At this time, Brother Xu shook his arms and said to the students with a smile on his face: "Is there anyone else up? If there is no one, I will get off!"

Mo Ci squinted his eyes, took off the backpack on his back, and walked toward the court with long legs.

When the students saw him coming on stage, they immediately became energetic.

Good guy, this is one of the real top academics in our class. He should, maybe, probably, won't lose easily!

"Hey! Good boy, you have courage!" Brother Xu greeted with a smile.

At this time, other soldiers joked: "Hey, Lao Xu, it's almost done. I can't let you take care of this matter of teaching brothers and junior students. Come down quickly and let us fight with the junior students."

"That's right! You can't be the only one responsible for this good thing. Hurry up and replace it."

Brother Xu smiled and scolded: "You brats, why are you so anxious? I will replace you when I finish this round. Colonel Shen has brought so many students, why are you worried that there will be no one to teach you!"

Mo Ci walked onto the court calmly, saluted Brother Xu very politely, and said softly in a gentle voice: "Hello, Brother Xu, I am Mo Ci, a freshman, please give me your advice."

Hey, this kid is quiet and quite polite.

However, this child's body is too thin, and his face is so pale that one wonders whether a gust of wind will blow him away.

Mo Ci was indeed not feeling very well at the moment, but seeing his friends losing to Brother Xu one after another, he felt a sigh of relief in his heart and wanted to go on stage and give it a try.

At the same time, he also wanted to see how big the gap was between himself and these real mecha warriors.

"Boy, are you sure you want to challenge me?"

Mo Ci said in a respectful tone: "Senior, please give me your advice."

"Okay, you go ahead and make the move!"

Mo Ci was not polite, and his momentum suddenly changed, like a fierce tiger stepping out of the mountain. He swung his right fist and attacked Brother Xu with such speed that only an afterimage was left behind.

Good boy, you have a few tricks up your sleeve.

Brother Xu approved in his heart, but he kept moving his hands. He waved his hand gently to defuse Mo Ci's attack.

Mo Ci followed up with a punch with his left hand, going straight to Brother Xu's face. At the same time, he withdrew his right hand and hit Brother Xu's chest.

Brother Xu turned his hand into an elbow and blocked Mo Ci's right hand. He shook his head and the wind from Mo Ci's fist brushed his nose and narrowly avoided it. As he shook his head, he seemed to be able to feel the coldness of the wind from the fist grazing his skin.

Just this moment made Brother Xu change his expression instantly and put away his contempt.

I thought this was a little kid who was still young, so I just walked with him for a few moves and let it go, but I didn't expect that I met a master.

An expert can tell if there is one by stretching out his hand.

Within a few rounds, Brother Xu felt that Mo Ci was unusual. His moves were not entirely military movements. His movements were mysterious and flexible, and they also contained killing moves, making them difficult to guard against.

The sounds of cheering and cheering from the students disappeared at some point. Everyone did not dare to express their anger. They watched the two people in the field coming and going, advancing and retreating.

Mo Ci's movements were wide open and closed, clean and neat, and very beautiful. Every move and every move was incredibly fast. It seemed that he was overwhelming Brother Xu, leaving him with only the power to parry.

Brother Xu secretly gritted his back teeth and stopped holding back. He used all his skills to seriously compete with Mo Ci.

What a joke, if we lose, why do we still want this old face?

Mo Ci's punches were as fast as lightning, creating afterimages, whirring sounds, and gusts of wind.

Brother Xu dodged left and right, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack, but unexpectedly he was hit on the shoulder by Mo Ci. He took half a step back. He was stunned for half a second, and then shortened his body to avoid Mo Ci's palm wind. The two of them met again. Fighting in one place.

The soldiers were so shocked that their eyes almost fell out.

Damn it! Are all students today so fierce?

Not only was Lao Xu never beaten, but he was also hit in the shoulder by a child?

is this real? really!

Xiao Yuan and Feng Zheng in the corner looked nervously as soon as Mo Ci came on the scene, their bodies tense, ready to go to the rescue at any time.

Seeing that Mo Ci had the upper hand at this time, the two of them were shocked but also quietly relieved.

This one can't make any mistakes!

Both of them showed their special skills, their moves were fierce, and the more they fought, the more exciting they became, which made people excited.

Especially after the students saw Mo Ci's ability, they called him awesome!

This is really embarrassing for our students!

Even Teacher Shen Mingyuan couldn't help but stand up straight and stared intently.

Where did this kid learn all these tricks? It's something I've never seen before, but it's full of murderous intent, and every move and style is extremely mysterious.

After a while, he sighed. Mystery is very mysterious, but... lack of actual combat, it still seems a little immature.

Brother Xu can be said to have met his opponent in chess and will meet a good talent. This battle was hearty and extremely enjoyable.

As he was slapping, he suddenly felt his scalp numb and something pricked him.

Um? Psychic attack?

Brother Xu secretly thought: You are quite capable. This mental power is very strong. I am afraid I must have double S-levels!

At the same time, Mo Ci had a sullen face and rushed towards Brother Xu again. This time, he used mental interference and boxing skills together. His momentum was so fierce that he had the attitude of fighting to the end.

Brother Xu looked relaxed on his face, but he was on high alert in his heart to deal with Mo Ci's next attack.

At this moment, Mo Ci suddenly changed his moves from fists to kicks, and in an instant he increased his mental attack.

boom--

There was a loud noise, and Brother Xu's legs were kicked hard.

The students were shocked, Mo Ci, well done!

However, before everyone could cheer, someone noticed something was wrong.

Brother Xu's face was still expressionless, and he was still smiling. On the other hand, Mo Ci's face suddenly became distorted, and he fell to the ground with a pop.

Ah this...

Everyone lowered their eyes and looked at Brother Xu's feet. His legs were still in good shape, but one of Mo Ci's legs suddenly bent into a Z shape.

Hiss, it’s weird if it doesn’t hurt. Who can withstand this!

The students gasped, Damn! A formal soldier, so terrifying?

When Yan Luo saw Mo Ci falling to the ground, he became anxious and rushed over.

But those who were faster than him were Xiao Yuan and Feng Zheng. They both secretly screamed that it was bad before Mo Ci kicked out the kick. It was already too late to save him.

Simply, the two of them divided the work and cooperated. One bent down to pick up Mo Ci and carried him out of the venue. The other had opened the small medical cabin and gave Mo Ci the fastest treatment.

The two of them looked at each other sadly, hey, we didn't expect this unexpected situation!

Who would have thought that just by sparring with the soldiers, he could break his legs with a kick! This is not unexpected, is it?

Mo Ci looked at the two teachers in confusion.

What happened?

Why do you feel that they are more nervous about your injury than you are?

it's wired?