Chapter Seventy-Six: Routines
From the beginning of the battle, Moya never imagined that he would be injured by the other party, and he even felt that facing a mere sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, even if he could fight Dorag to that point, he would not pose a threat to himself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
He was careless, not only was he careless, but he didn't even use his most famous swordsmanship.
The speed of drawing the sword, the Dugu Nine Swords, and even the current Hundred Steps Flying Sword. All along, the rhythm of the battle was controlled by Luo Chen.
Although in terms of hard power, Luo Chen is not as good as a lieutenant general, he is not weak either. After a series of exchanges, he had already gotten rid of that weak body.
If it is divided by the bounty, Luo Chen's strength at this moment is definitely in the range of pirates around 150 million.
His strength has become stronger, and his tricks have become more subtle.
With the intention of not having the heart, if it weren't for the strength of the other party, he would even be able to directly kill the other party in the first moment.
Under the rage, Mo Ya had already put away his contemptuous heart, and even the wound on his neck was temporarily closed by him with a strange force, and no blood flowed out.
"Luo Chen, die!"
The figure suddenly turned, and a trace of black cyclone above the twin blades began to spin and surround, and even his eyes were as bright as stars.
It's just a moment, when Luo Chen saw those eyes, his eyes were in a trance.
"Psychedelic, two knives!"
"Slash!"
Mo Ya roared, and the twin knives shrouded his head.
"Bang!"
Luo Chen relied on his instinct to block with a single sword and catch this blow. But at the same time as the weapon touched, he felt that huge force was coming, majestic, and the momentum seemed to be endless.
"Boom!"
In an instant, he was knocked out of the way, slamming into the wooden wall of the cabin behind him, causing the entire cabin to crack.
"Ahem!"
Two mouthfuls of blood spit out, and Luo Chen slowly stood up.
When he saw the black aura surrounding the opponent's double blades, his pupils contracted slightly.
"Armed color domineering!"
"Die!"
With a loud roar, Lieutenant General Moya rushed over again.
He was like an angry tiger at this moment, and his strength increased greatly under the rage, which terrified everyone.
Luo Chen's figure fluttered, no longer looking at the other party's eyes, and quickly thought about how to deal with it in his heart.
"Psychedelic, armed color, and his great power. ā
Mo Ya, who got serious, exerted his greatest strength, and on the front, Luo Chen was by no means his opponent.
And possession, it can't be used yet!
The yellow ape has not yet appeared, and if it is only a lieutenant general, it is too wasteful.
As soon as the sword momentum changed, in Luo Chen's hand, all kinds of sword duels immediately bloomed.
Compared to the pirate world, the rough and simple sword tricks issued by most swordsmen who purely rely on physical strength, what Luo Chen has in his hands is undoubtedly more subtle.
Swordsman's stunt, after one move, there is no follow-up. And Luo Chen's swordsmanship, one ring after another, in that world, this is called a routine.
"Huashan Sword Technique!"
A series of brilliant sword flowers appeared, and with the exquisite sword duel, Luo Chen began to introduce the other party into one routine after another with four or two thousand catties.
So, in anger, Lieutenant General Mo Ya found out that he was led away by the other party's swordsmanship.
Obviously, he can go down with a sword and kill the other party directly and rudely, but he has fallen into a strange routine, continuous long swords, from all angles and directions, forcing him to follow the other party's train of thought.
"Damn!"
With a loud roar, Mo Ya's twin knives were full of black qi, and their power was even greater.
"Bang!"
Luo Chen was knocked back by the tremendous force, and his legs made a mark on the deck.
Huashan swordsmanship was broken.
However, it doesn't matter.
In the next second, Luo Chen raised his sword again.
"Songshan Sword Technique!"
Moya was once again introduced into the routine, roaring with rage.
More than ten seconds later, Mo Ya once again lowered ten times with one force, breaking the Songshan Sword Technique.
However.
Luo Chen's eyes were calm, and he made a different set of swordsmanship.
"Breeze Sword Technique. ā
Break!
"Thirteen Swords of Death!"
Break!
"Evil Sword Technique!"
Break!
In an instant, the sword technique in Luo Chen's hand changed, and there were already more than a dozen sets of sword techniques. Lieutenant General Mo Ya was so stuck that he couldn't even touch the other party again.
Every time he knocks his opponent flying, he gets caught up in a new routine that makes him uncomfortable.
"Who the hell are you, boy?"
Until now, Mo Ya's heart was also full of shock. He is not a fool, he can naturally see that the other party's swordsmanship, although its strength is insufficient, is extremely exquisite, and in this short period of time, the other party has used no less than a dozen sets of swordsmanship of different schools.
What the hell is going on with this kid?
Ordinary people, if they practice a set of genres to the extreme, they can already become famous swordsmen, but the other party!
Even, even he himself didn't dare to call himself a sword hero. Because, he is a triad of Devil Fruits, Swordsmanship, and Navy Six.
He wasn't very familiar with swordsmanship.
Luo Chen was silent and did not answer, and raised his sword again.
The swordsmanship of the Wuyue Sword Sect was all used by him, including the various swordsmanship routines he had learned from the ghost before, all of them were used on Mo Ya's body at this moment.
Once he used these sword techniques, he reached the pinnacle of the realm, and there was no jerky feeling at all, as if he had become one with them.
This is the power of martial arts wizards, no matter what martial arts, you can see it at a glance.
Next, the two of them stood as if Luo Chen was sealing martial arts, and Mo Ya was suppressed by the slightest hint.
This suppression, not because his strength is not good, but because he is suppressed by the way of the sword. With Luo Chen's first entry into the way of the sword and the realm of understanding the supreme reason of the sword, even if he is inferior to Mo Ya's half-level, he has been perfectly crushed in terms of skills.
Below, the navies watching this battle couldn't help but look solemn.
"Moya, Lieutenant General, he. ā
A major said tremblingly, completely unable to believe this fact.
On the deck, the figures of the two were fast and constantly colliding, but everyone could clearly see that the battle situation was deflecting towards Luo Chen.
That guy, he was able to defeat a lieutenant general?!
"Where's the phone bug!"
Taking a deep breath, the colonel, who had previously asked whether to inform the yellow ape, shouted in a deep voice.
"Here, here!"
The other colonel, looking at the battle on the deck in shock.
"Give it to me!"
The colonel snatched the phone bug and dialed it quickly.
"Moses Moses. ā
The yellow ape's characteristic voice came from the phone bug.
Several colonels looked at the phone bug, feeling a little excited for some reason.
This is a general!
"General Polusalino!"
"Batlia Island, Luo Chen's traces have been discovered!"
At the same time, not far from the island of Batria, on the surface of the sea.
"Oh?"
The yellow ape standing on the deck, his originally bored expression, immediately froze.
"Hehe, that's kind of interesting!"
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