Pirates: One Way All the Way

Moza wanted to continue venting his shock.

However, in the face of the famous murloc karate, Mosa still managed to cope with a gloomy face.

"Sand-bound coffin!"

"Tangcaowa Zhengquan!"

Looking at the sand-bound coffin that was directly beaten into yellow sand by a shock wave that was almost visible to the naked eye spreading in all directions, Moza's face became very gloomy, and he rubbed his teeth.

"Such a strong range attack? This is a bit foul..."

However, in the next moment, Moza, who felt something, changed his face wildly, and without thinking, he opened the defense.

"The Shield of the Crane!"

Boom!

The Shield of Shou Crane shook violently, and a deep fist mark appeared on it. At this time, a voice came to Moza's ear, "Three thousand tile positive fists!"

"Fortunately, I can still stop it, although it is very difficult..."

The next moment, the collision came again.

"A series of sand-bound coffins!"

"Tangcaowa Zhengquan!"

.........

Xunk, who was ready to rescue at any time off the field, rolled his eyes and said helplessly:

"Do you really think that we will be unprepared for you to face a mortal situation? If this guy is at sea, a general lieutenant general who is not good at naval battles may not be able to beat him, but on land, it is only one or two hundred million. level, plus being locked up for a while..."

Saying that, Xunk's tone was a little sarcastic, "Whether it's a scorching **** or a hungry hell, it's a very difficult environment for a murloc."

"That also makes me a little mentally prepared!?" Mosa asked in a frantic retort while panting.

As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly elementalized and avoided a fist covered with armament.

"Idiot, I caught him!!" Moza laughed proudly.

"Sand-bound coffin!"

"Asura Road, the rain of death!"

The inconspicuous sand under the murloc's feet shrank in an instant, imprisoning the murloc's footsteps for a moment. Although it was only in the next instant, the murloc who felt bad had already been freed, but at the same time, the densely packed sharp sand cones were also coming. He kept hitting the murlocs.

Overwhelming, unavoidable!

"Tangcaowa Zhengquan!"

"Tangcaowa Zhengquan!"

"Three thousand tile Zhengquan!"

"Murloc Karate, Esoteric, Wushu Impact!"

Looking at the murlocs who were struggling desperately but still being attacked by the sand, Moza breathed a sigh of relief.

The opponent's armament color has been almost exhausted. This murloc should not be able to rush out. The next step is to fight for stamina to see who falls first.

A minute later, Moza frowned.

Three minutes later, Moza's face was already pale.

Five minutes later, Mosa's elementalization could no longer be maintained, and he appeared.

Six minutes later, Moza's eyes were straight, and his continuous attacks had become sparse.

Seven minutes later, the murloc crashed to the ground.

"I won..." Mosa's eyes darkened and he fell backwards.

......................

The figure flashed, Xunk hugged Mosa, and did not let the back of his head come into intimate contact with the ground of Hungry Hell.

"Performed well."

As for the murloc?

A rough, out-of-shape sand cone was inserted into his eye, and the tip of the cone went straight into his brain.

......................

Next, the assessments of the others were also brilliant, each showing their magical powers--Unfortunately, Moza fell asleep and didn't see it.

Thanks to the advance city for not having so much space for 300 people to test at the same time, Mosa was lucky to catch the last train to watch the game.

After Moza woke up, it was the first time he rushed to the Mole, who had ended the battle.

"I won, right." Xunk was still presiding over the assessment, and Mosa chose to ask Mole about his assessment results.

"Yeah." Originally, according to Mole's character, he would make fun of Mosa, but at this moment Mole has no interest in talking to Mosa at all.

"That's good."

"Pfft."

Moza, who learned the result, felt a lot more fulfilled, and couldn't help laughing while thinking about it.

At this time, Moza was in the mood to pay attention to the following battle.

The two sides of the battle were Gallo, who was almost at the bottom of the 300 people in the training camp, and a tall man. In Moza's opinion, this guy was estimated to be six meters long, and he was about to catch up with the red-haired mammoth who died under his hands when Moza first killed people. Seravi.

In the world, if there is a first, there will be a second, and then there will be a penultimate one, and Gallo is almost the tail of the crane in the training camp.

Gallo is a son of the navy who was born in a branch near the G-8 base of the Great Channel.

He has cultivated with his father since he was a child, and his talent is very good, so he was already a branch officer at a young age. His strength also guaranteed his status, and the name of genius is well-deserved.

So when the training camp selected students, Gallo entered the training camp with a ranking of about 230 out of 300 students.

But it is a pity that the training camp is a place where talents gather together. After a year of study and cultivation, almost everyone is making rapid progress, and the further down the ranking, the more obvious the span, even Sakaski and Polusari Nuodu has gained a lot...  

But Gallo can't keep up with the team here, he's left behind, he can't adapt.

One year later, his strength improvement is quite manageable compared to the previous growth rate, but compared with other students, it is far worse. Gradually, he has changed from the middle and lower reaches of the training camp to the bottom of the training camp. exist.

The opponent he fought against, according to Moza's observation, was estimated to be at the level of Seravi back then, which meant that this was only the seventh to ninth trials of Gallo, and the opponent should still be the criminal from the Hunger Hell.

But he had to go all out.

.........

Pfft!

Suddenly, a stream of blood spurted out!

"what!?"

"My God!"

Moza and the others subconsciously exclaimed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and prepared to go to rescue at random.

"Gallo!!"

Faster than theirs was Xunk. When they exclaimed, Xunk had already arrived at Gallo's side, and by the way, he punched his opponent.

When Moza and the others swarmed, they only saw a man with a grim face, his neck was almost completely cut off, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he lay motionless on the ground—perhaps this description was not accurate enough, at least it was not. A twitch from time to time, if that counts as movement.

And this person is their partner, classmate, comrade-in-arms, Pao Ze... Gallo that they get along with day and night.

Silence.

There was a dead silence all around.

Some people frowned, some gritted their teeth, some were expressionless, some closed their eyes, and some stared blankly at the gradually pale face...

Sakaski broke the silence, pinching the brim of his hat so he couldn't see his eyes.

"One day, we will also face such an ending - there is no pure land in this world, not Marin Fando, not the City of Advancement, not the Hall of Ainiace... nor is it the training camp!"

"..."

"Let's go, we still have our trials, this kind of injury can't be cured even in Marinfando." Zhan reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile.

"..." The students gradually dispersed.

It seems that everyone has returned to normal, but today's scene has made the atmosphere of the training camp a lot more condensed in the future - the students woke up from the beauty created by the peaceful days of the training camp.

The world is still the same world, the sadness and cruelty remain the same.

......................