Pirate Ninja Arrival

After all, this group of students still has some potential.

Seeing that Mo Yan was about to defeat them one by one, someone stood up and asked everyone to find someone nearby to defend them back to back. Regardless of whether they were phantoms or not, they would attack when they got close.

Ha, I thought that would be enough

Mo Yan is not afraid of one-on-one situations at all.

However, in order to quickly deal with the opponent and show his majesty, he still chose the safest way to open it, get close to restrict his movement, and then use his vaginal leg to attack the opponent with a general attack.

After applying this method to solve several problems, the person who previously suggested back-to-back defense spoke out again: "Everyone is moving closer to me. His ability will make people stiff and unable to fight back. However, it seems that it can only be done one-on-one at the moment. If there are more of us, he won't be able to fight back." There’s a way.”

哟呵

Mo Yan looked at the person who spoke out with great interest. Without comparing the information, he knew the identity of the other person, Iska, Ace's future little wife.

Unexpectedly, he still has some commanding talents.

but.

Now that she has gathered all the jumping people, it saves him a lot of things.

After scattering all the phantom clones, Mo Yan and the shadow clones stood facing each other and "surrounded" the seven students who had gathered.

In addition to Iska, Zepa and Gurant are also among them.

The magatama in the eyes of Mo Yan and the shadow clone accelerated, and one-meter-long phantom nails appeared out of thin air behind them in multiples of four. They flashed three times. There were twelve nails behind each of them.

Although they didn’t know what it was for, the students’ scalps were still numb when they saw it.

Without giving them a chance to speak, the phantom nails behind Mo Yan's back swept out smoothly, not fast enough to make it close. Under the lock, it accurately hit all the students except Iska, nailing them in place and unable to move.

However, due to the control of too many phantom nails at one time, only one of the limbs was actually nailed, and most of them could only nail three or two limbs.

among them.

Gurante and Zepa were both very strong, but they were only nailed by a phantom nail. Mo Yan saw that the situation was not good, so he changed the route and nailed their main torsos halfway, otherwise they might have escaped.

Zepa's tragedy was that his fifth limb was nailed and he felt an inexplicable coldness in his crotch.

The attack speed is a flaw and there is no way around it.

but.

As long as he is nailed by the phantom nails, it is almost impossible to break free with reckless force. Even he himself cannot break free with reckless force, and must use pupil power to offset it.

Preliminary conclusion is that the only way to break free, apart from the uncertain overwhelming force, is to use mental abilities to offset it, or to waste time.

Mental abilities are so rare, does anyone here have one?

not at all.

Even Wan Xuanyou is the only one in the class with Devil Fruit abilities.

The six Gulants who suppressed their blushes and tried to break free were destined to make useless efforts.

Gurant roared angrily: "You kid, if you dare, let me go and challenge me alone. How can I be a hero if I use my Devil Fruit ability?"

Mo Yan smiled disdainfully and said: "What's wrong with the Devil Fruit ability? It's not part of my ability. If you have the ability, you can restrain me even if you take out the Sea Tower Stone weapon."

Gurant was so angry that he continued to yell for him to let him go.

The last words were ignored.

His victory this time was indeed somewhat coincidental. The remaining seven members of Gulant were quite strong. If they shrank into a ball and tried to anus them head-on, it would be a bit tricky.

But who told you to get together as a group, otherwise the slow attack speed really won’t be able to handle everything at once.

No longer paying attention to Gurante's shouting, Mo Yan walked up to Iska, who was about 15 meters tall, and said with a chuckle: "A girl actually yelled at me to beat me up. What a failure."

Seeing that Mo Yan had no intention of taking action again, and coupled with his previous mercy, Iska also lowered his guard slightly and explained in a gentle voice: "They are all here to participate in the training. I can't just sit back and watch you bully other students."

Oh, my sense of justice is quite strong.

But

"I told you that I am an instructor." Mo Yan explained, spreading his hands.

Iska pursed her lips and did not retort, but her expression was obviously unbelieving.

At this time.

Mizuki, who had been watching the show, spoke up: "Isn't he indeed the instructor that the elders didn't tell you before you entered this class?"

Mizuki's first-class soldier's epaulettes added a lot of credibility to his words, but this thing was too bizarre, so bizarre that they couldn't believe it was a fact.

Mo Yan didn't want to waste any more words, so he waved to Wan Xuanyou and asked him to settle the situation.

Wan Xuanyou didn't bother to explain. First, he put the warrant officer's shoulder badges on Mo Yan, then took out the information of the students of Class 31 and started to call the names one by one, reading out all the detailed information.

No one dared to interrupt him. The six most thorny people in the class were still there, fighting with the air.

As the information was reported in detail one by one, the students had to believe that this man who did not look much older than them was really their instructor.

In fact, the warrant officer's shoulder insignia has proven that the upper limit of the rank of the recruit battalion is private first class.

This time it's time.

The time limit was reached just in time, and Gulant's thorny head didn't care whether you were an instructor or not, and charged straight at Mo Yan, who was teasing Fat Rice.

Seeing that a battle was inevitable, Mo Yan's response was to raise his hand and snap his fingers. Gurant looked at Mo Yan's fingers warily. There was absolutely no way that the slow black phantom nail could hit him again.

however.

When he looked at Mo Yan's finger, he was already defeated. His body was no longer driven to freeze by him. Driven by the momentum of the forward thrust, he threw himself onto the street.

"Hey, damn it, you're using your devil fruit ability again."

"Are you a man?"

"Are you just going to use these sneaky abilities?"

"Fight with me head-on"

Gurant, who was lying on the ground, didn't know what fear was. He couldn't move his body and kept shouting. His trigeminal nerves twitched at the end of the noise.

Why can't you keep your mouth shut?

This Gullant really can't survive without fighting.

Mo Yan put down his fat rice and unlocked the illusion on Gu Lant.

"Boy, you choose to beat me to submission, right?" Mo Yan raised his finger at Gulant: "Come here, let's see how I fuck you from the front."

Although Gulant was unruly, he was not without a long memory. This time he did not stare at Mo Yan's fingers, but instead looked at Mo Yan's lower body. Mo Yan's crotch shrank slightly.

Saonian, your eyes are a bit lewd.

and also.

You know nothing about illusions. My illusion can be used even on the crotch.

However, in order to convince Gulant, Mo Yan resisted the idea of ​​continuing to use illusions and prepared to use his fists to silence Gulant.

This kid is only 12 years old like me. Is it possible that he can be more evil than me?

Ha ha.

nonexistent.