Pirate Ninja Arrival

Gurant had been holding back his anger for a long time. Now that he was free, he was about to let go and fight.

He roared loudly and charged at Mo Yan, then flew back at a faster speed. His stunned movements were full of flaws.

I just didn't expect that the little guy who had always been so noisy would be so unwilling to resist being beaten, and was knocked down with just one kick.

Somewhat confused, he retracted his right leg. Seeing Gurant holding his stomach and retching, Mo Yan explained weakly: "I didn't mean it. I thought he was very powerful, but he turned out to be so weak."

It's really surprisingly weak.

After a brief pause, Iskardang rushed to Gurante's side to check whether he was really injured. After confirming that it was nothing serious, he raised his head and glared at Mo Yan fiercely.

"Damn it, even if you are an instructor, you can't be so harsh."

"Well, I didn't know he was so weak, I'm sorry." The last words were too painful to express.

He really didn't expect Gurant to be so weak.

But it is.

After all, he is only 12 years old. No cheat can withstand a kick with % of his strength, so he can be said to have excellent physique.

"Don't you have any idea of ​​your own strength?" Iska didn't believe it and questioned: "Did you do all your previous fighting training classes like this?"

"Actually, I used to exhaust my energy before taking fighting training classes. Even so, I could fight against five, six, seven or eight people." Mo Yan said innocently again.

These words deeply hurt the hearts of most people present, including Iska, who were unable to refute.

No wonder he became an instructor at such a young age, he turned out to be a monster.

the end.

Zepa, who had cream-grey hair, complained: "You are just a monster, how can you compare with us."

At the end of his words, his eyes locked on Zepa for a moment.

As a future younger brother and sister, Iska has no problem saying a few words about himself, but who are you?

Zepa was unprepared for Mo Yan's illusion and was instantly pulled into another world.

He was still himself, but he was held in the hands of an inch-headed giant. For some reason, this inch-headed giant gave him the fear of being "at the top of the food chain."

Just listen to the short-headed giant say: "Look, we caught something, a lone little human.

This ingredient is most delicious when eaten raw. You can eat it with the head and internal organs removed. Its protein is 6 times that of beef.

Gaba and Gaba are actually chicken-flavored and crunchy. "

When the pain of being chewed to pieces by the giant giant disappeared, Zepa's eyes lit up. It was still the giant giant, the same line, the same skillful way of pinching off the head and tail and washing the internal organs, and then the familiar corpse was broken into thousands of pieces.

After repeating this for six times, Zepa finally couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed, his knees went weak and he fell to the ground.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that he was freed from the inch-headed giant and knelt down on playground No. 17 with sweat all over his body. He was so lucky to have survived the disaster that he ignored the strange looks from others and took a greedy breath of fresh air.

That terrifying man, he never wanted to see him again in his life

Regarding Zepa's reaction, Mo Yan nodded with satisfaction. This new illusion world seemed good and could be saved.

Looking around, Mo Yan said with great confidence: "I'm just asking, who else is there?"

This is just a pretentious sentence, I don't want anyone to really respond.

"I" Mizuki separated from the crowd and walked out: "Although my father has told me, there is still an undecided outcome between us. Do you need to take a rest?"

Mo Yan had a headache and covered his face.

Forgot about this hard time. He is the only three-year recruit in Class 31.

The original intention was for Sang Sang's sake to make Mizuki stronger before participating in the trial of the elite training camp. However, this kid didn't appreciate it and instead came out to cause trouble.

After glancing at the status, he still had 60% of his chakra remaining, which was enough to sustain a battle.

"No need, let's start now." Mo Yan said.

When Mizuki heard this, he didn't force Mo Yan to rest, and he didn't attack immediately. He quickly took off a large amount of weight from his body, including wrists, vests, belts, and leggings. The total weight of the whole set must be at least 200 kilograms.

This is also a cruel person.

Seeing this, Gurant, who had just calmed down, no matter how dissatisfied he was, had to admit that these burdens were more than he could bear at the moment.

With all the weight off his body, Mizuki moved his body on the spot and easily jumped more than one meter, showing agility that was inconsistent with his large muscles.

But seeing Mo Yan's unmoved look, Mizuki frowned and asked, "Won't you remove your burden?"

Mo Yan shook his head and said it was not necessary.

Mizuki's brows furrowed even more tightly. He was silent for a moment, and then his figure disappeared from the place in vain. Mo Yan, who had been driving, naturally caught his movements, and he just passed by.

嘭

The two disappeared people met at a certain point in the field. Their small fists glowing with blue light met their big, simple fists. After a stalemate for a few seconds, they both took half a step back.

The difference in strength, through the increase in chakra, the two are almost the same.

After that, the figures of the two people began to flicker, and each time they appeared there would be a confrontation, and then they both retreated and disappeared again.

The people watching the battle around were dazzled.

Gurant's little hands were almost bleeding from squeezing. Only now did he realize that what Mo Yan said was right for him, he was too weak.

After fighting at such a high frequency for half a minute, the two people who continued to fight stopped tacitly due to the overload of their leg muscles, and faced each other ten meters apart.

"Compared with last time, you have made a lot of progress." Mizuki's expression remained as usual, but his right foot was a little curled up and was numbed by the heavy kick from Mo Yan's leggings just now.

"Compared with last time, you haven't made much progress." The last words were very prelude.

Mizuki couldn't resist.

You know, Mo Yan is only 12 years old, and he is still wearing weights, so his speed is indeed as fast as his own.

He has crazy capital.

After a moment of silence, Mizuki hit his left palm with his right fist and said in a deep voice: "Then, let's decide the outcome with one blow."

Mo Yan thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "As you wish."

After a fight with Mizuki, Mo Yan was also aroused to be competitive.

The most important thing is that Mizuki's body is good enough and can withstand beatings, so he doesn't have to worry about accidentally burping him.

If it's only turned on briefly, there shouldn't be a problem.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan's eyes narrowed and glowed with danger.

Then.

give it a try

The restrictions in the brain are lifted, strength emerges from the muscles, and at the same time there is a faint feeling of soreness.

The fatigue from the previous battle was gone, and the surge of physical strength continuously replenished the previous consumption, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

The pupils in his eyes suddenly disappeared, leaving only a magatama spinning rapidly. The skin began to become strangely congested and turned red. Wisps of blue chakra flowed out of the body, and veins popped up densely all over the body, and violently Beating.

Mo Yan could clearly feel that his muscles were groaning under the strain.

But it's not over yet