I, Whisperer, Admiral

Chapter 72
To be honest, Edward Weibull's strength and physical resilience are completely beyond Sett's imagination.

If the two attacks just now were replaced by other people, they would have died long ago without armed forces.

But the "Bai II" in front of him was almost unaffected, or he became more vicious because of his rage.

Seeing Edward Weible who kept roaring like a wild beast in front of him, Seti gradually came back to his senses after a short moment of astonishment.

Under the suspicious eyes of everyone, Seti, who came back to his senses, looked at the charging opponent but did not dodge one step in advance.

He stopped on the spot and stretched out his hand to feel his aching chest, and suddenly showed a fighting smile.

He suddenly found the feeling, the feeling that he had lost for a long time.

That feeling of bleeding and sweating every day on the field before getting the system.

There are no calculations or worries, only one thought in my mind:
Get rid of the opponent in front of you, and then maintain your winning streak.

It had been a long time since Sett had joined the Navy.

Only when the last battle with Rob Lucci was at an intense point, did he remember a little bit of this long-lost feeling.

But that is only fleeting, and after defeating Rob Lucci, it will never be found again.

He previously thought it was simply because he had become stronger and could perceive more problems and opportunities.

But now he finally realized the answer to this question.

This has nothing to do with whether he has become stronger or not. The previous him was influenced by more and more plans in his heart, which made the purpose of fighting become more and more impure.

Even this battle with Edward Weibull was the same. Previously, he only planned to focus on consumption.

Thinking that as long as he drags Teacher Zefa back to his physical strength, he will be successful, and after that, he just needs to quietly watch Teacher Zefa rubbing the opponent on the ground.

But he never thought about why he couldn't be the one who defeated Bai II.

Unknowingly, he went astray. Although his strength was much stronger than before, his fists were not as focused as before.

After realizing this, Seti suddenly felt that his thoughts were extremely clear, as if he had broken through some restrictions, and his limbs and bones became much more comfortable.

Once again dodging the naginata slashed by Edward Weibull sideways, Sett swung a punch in front of him on the opponent's chest.

"If it wasn't for you, I don't know how long it would take me to realize this problem. As a reward, I will defeat you with my own hands."

After staring into Edward Weibull's eyes, Seti suddenly turned his head and said to Zefer:
"Teacher, I've changed my mind."

Just now, he felt that his breathing was a little easier, and Zefa, who was about to stand up and take over the battle from Seti, was taken aback when he heard this.

What does it mean to change your mind?

Although he didn't understand what Seti meant, Zefa keenly felt that Sett's whole spirit and temperament had changed greatly.

His aura seemed to have risen a bit invisibly!
"I want to continue fighting with this guy... No, it should be said, I want to kill this guy."

Hearing this, Zefa looked at Seti in disbelief, and then also showed a smile:
"I see. Since it's a disciple's request, how can I, as a teacher, refuse to agree? But since I have already said my words, then you have to do what you say."

"understand!"

After answering Zefa's words, Seti stared closely at Edward Weible in front of him, suddenly withdrew his fists and put them on his waist, and let out a low cry.

Accompanied by Sett's low shout, a terrifying momentum erupted from his body, and the burst of momentum alone made the students on the ship take a step back uncontrollably.

Looking up at Sett again, his skin had already turned red, and his red hair stood upright under the influence of that momentum.

That's right, in order to deal with Edward Weibull, Seti turned on his current trump card - Eight-door Dunjia (Dumen).

Tightening her red fist, Seti stared at Edward Weible and whispered:

"We only have 3 minutes, so we have to decide quickly."

Just when the students around were curious about what Seti said, Seti had already rushed towards the enemy in front of him.

Facing Edward Weibull, who was like a bloodbathed demon king, this time he no longer passively counterattacked, but rushed towards the opponent actively.

laugh!
Sett's speed was so fast that it caused a sonic boom in the air.

"So fast!"

Just as everyone present was amazed, Sett had already punched Edward Weible on the waist.

After punching out, Seti's figure disappeared again, and the next moment he appeared strangely behind the opponent and kicked out again.

Chi Chi Chi!
Sett's figure kept flickering around Weibull's huge body, and every appearance of the figure could leave a blow on the opponent's body.

Now Sett's attack is completely different from the previous attack. Although the previous attack can make Edward Weibull feel pain, it can't affect his center of gravity at all.

But now it's different, each of Sett's attacks is more powerful than before, and a punch will directly cause the top-heavy opponent to stagger uncontrollably.

It was already very difficult for Edward Weible to keep himself from falling, so how could he bother to catch Sett, who was as dexterous as a spirit snake?

Just when the famous "White II" in the future was ignited by Seti's kite, Seti's figure suddenly appeared in front of Edward Weibull.

Seeing this bastard who brought him great pain appear in front of him, the simple-minded Edward Weibull didn't have time to think too much.

Already dazzled by anger, he raised the naginata in his hand and chopped it down.

This knife slashed with all his strength, and directly cut a crack in the warship deck in front of him. If Zefa hadn't swiftly dragged away a student in the attacking direction, this person might have to He was directly chopped to death by the airflow brought up by this knife.

Edward Weibull slashed down with all his strength, but he didn't feel like he was hitting something. He looked down in confusion, only to find that Sett had stepped on the back of his naginata more than once.

Stepping on the back of the saber, he put his palms together and made a strange posture like a lotus flower in full bloom, and then stepped heavily on the back of the saber to fly into the air.

The palms with their heels together hit Edward Weibull's chin fiercely.

Ten finger rounds!

　Cracked, I thought I set a timer, but I just opened Writer's Assistant and found that there is no such thing, I'm a pig...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)