Pirate Ninja Arrival

The injury gate is the danger zone that begins to involve, and the true sense of entering the state.

That’s the external manifestation.

Rich blue chakra spurted out from the pores of the body, forming a layer of blue fireworks visible to the naked eye, and a wave of air swept out around the body. In addition to Mo Yan's hair rising into the sky, a Pieces of fine sand and gravel also shot out in all directions.

The students who came to watch the show were hit immediately when they got close. The sand and stones were shot on their bodies, and they could feel the burning pain even through their clothes. Those who were unfortunate enough to be hit directly on the skin were A patch of redness and swelling appeared.

Forcing everyone to retreat continuously.

As the instigator of this fight, Mizuki looked at the ferocious-looking Mo Yan and couldn't help but swallowed his saliva subconsciously.

special.

Why do I feel like I'm about to lose my temper?

But now he is riding a tiger and can't get off. He can't just stop. Then how can he have the dignity to stay in Class 31 in the future?

then.

The proud Mizuki gritted his teeth and swelled his muscles in a small circle, but before he could take the next step, Mo Yan had already appeared in front of him, with a fist with a rich blue luster, and swung hard at Mizuki's chest. chest.

Mizuki's pupils shrank violently. He didn't even see Mo Yan's movement just now. It was as if he was teleporting before his eyes. It was faster than...

At that moment, Mizuki couldn't take any defensive measures at all. The only thing he could do was to jump back with all his strength, hoping to reduce even some injuries.

He had a hunch that if he didn't do anything, he would die.

Will definitely die

That moment.

Mizuki's heart was filled with regret, not for challenging Mo Yan, but for wasting his preparation time and making such a stupid mistake as being distracted during the battle.

However, there is no regret medicine in this world.

Even though there were thousands of thoughts in his mind, the past flashbacks were reviewed one by one in an instant, and finally the scene was fixed on Mo Yan's violent punch, which stopped five centimeters away from Mizuki's chest.

Fortunately, Mo Yan opened his eyes and noticed something was wrong with Mizuki's eyes, so he forced himself to stop the punch and let it fall in the air.

But even so, the air flow was not under his control. Just the wind of this blow sent Mizuki's bulk flying, flying backwards for several meters and plowing a small ditch, which stopped the castration.

Mo Yan, who had forced himself to hold back his attack, also felt uncomfortable. Under the double blow of his punch and Quan Li's punch, which hit the air, he only felt the smell of blood filling his throat.

You can't escape if your internal organs bleed.

Fortunately.

Still within the acceptable range, Mo Yan quickly closed it, the blue flames all over his body quickly extinguished, the skin slowly returned to normal color, and the veins supported by chakra shrank back to their original shape.

With no relief from fatigue, Mo Yan only felt that his body was extremely heavy, with less than 20% of the original 60% physical strength left. Chakra was even more depleted, and his muscles were even more sore.

Opposite to the increase in terror are the sequelae of terror.

You know, he only turned it on for two seconds.

No wonder in Naruto, only Metkai and Rock Lee are skilled in it. The physical requirements of this taijutsu are not too abnormal.

After standing still for more than ten seconds, he switched decks and decomposed the new chakra into cell energy, replenishing the cells with a large amount of energy. Only then was Mo Yan able to move again.

Feeling the "screams" coming from every part of his body during the activity, Mo Yan silently labeled him "desperate".

His current physical fitness is not yet able to use the first six as ordinary skills like Emperor Kai.

Until then, the melon-eaters on the side reacted one after another.

"Good, great"

"Fa, it's glowing, it's glowing. Did you see it? Did he glow just now?"

"What the hell, what the hell, call the instructor"

"Yes, call the instructor"

"The instructor is so handsome~"

"Instructor, I want to learn this ability to shine"

"Instructor, I also want to learn"

"Instructor, I also want to learn

After intense discussion, the tone was finally unified as "Instructor, I also want to learn", and a repeated slogan was formed.

Seeing this, the unruly Gurant curled his lips in disdain, but still kept his mouth shut.

He also wants to learn.

It's so cool to be so radiant, to be as fast as lightning, and to knock down that big private first class guy with one punch.

Focus on coolness

Even a girl like Iska is excited because of her strong fighting ability and handsomeness. If she hadn't been exposed to the age of information bombardment, she might have started shouting "Instructor, I'm going to give birth to a monkey for you."

As for Mizuki, who was still lying on the ground, he had been completely ignored by everyone.

Losers don't need to be remembered.

Faced with the enthusiasm of the students, Mo Yan did not dampen their enthusiasm. He told them that this could not be taught, and pressed his palms to signal silence.

Many of the stabbing heads who had been unusually uncooperative just now silenced themselves and looked at Mo Yan with wide, expectant eyes.

Mo Yan coughed and said, "As a bishop, I will definitely teach you carefully. Just be obedient in class from now on."

"Yeah~ great"

"Long live the instructor haha"

"Great, I must master such a handsome ability."

"Don't worry, instructor, I will definitely be obedient."

"Instructor, let's start training now"

"Ah but not today"

"Ah, what, instructor, let's start training right now."

"That's right, start training earlier so you can learn that move earlier."

"Instructor, please don't show mercy and ravage us as much as you like."

"Uh, who said this? It's so disgusting."

"But it's true."

The group of people below were excited by Mo Yan's deception. Only a few people were able to understand that the key was their Devil Fruit abilities.

Among them, Wan Xuanyou and Huo Jin were the calmest.

Both of them took out a leather notepad from their arms and wrote down something quickly.

Mo Yan naturally saw the actions of the two of them.

Wan Xuanyou's little notebook is filled with intelligence. It records everything from the real-time dynamics of the navy to gossip news. As long as it involves something he considers valuable, it will be recorded.

Hawking's notebook was naturally for recording data. The series of formulas and data gave me a headache at the end of the day.

Mo Yan himself also had a notebook, but he remembered it was a small notebook.