"Donnie!"

"Here!"

Hearing Motzkov's voice above, Donnie jerked to his feet and replied in a loud voice.

Among all the students, Motskov has the best attitude towards Donnie, this is because Donnie himself has the talent of a knight, don't look at him is not tall, nor strong, in fact, his speed is the fastest among all the students, and his sense of balance is also the strongest, and most importantly, his perception of fighting spirit is very keen, even more than the sense of energy, he is a natural knight embryo.

The same is true of his extraordinary talent, which is not biased towards energy, but has a bonus to the physical body, but it is not like Milo Dravic, once alienated, it is easy to lose control.

Donnie is also very smart, knowing that his talent is biased towards the flesh, even if he becomes an extraordinary, he is mainly based on the development of his own potential, to put it bluntly, that is, the role of a meat shield, so the knight's combat skills and the knight's ability are also very important to him, so he has a very respectful attitude towards Motzkov and does not treat him as an ordinary teacher.

Naturally, Motskov sensed Donnie's attitude.

To this, he gladly responded.

Although Motzkov is a Portsky, a barbarian with no brains and only brute strength in the eyes of the Franks, in fact, he is not a fool, perhaps more like to drink and get angry than the Franks, however, the Portskys still have brains and their own cunning, and they are not easy to deceive.

So, whether Donnie is sincere, or wants to take advantage of himself, Motskov knows it in his heart.

It's just that he doesn't care.

As a knight, Motskov has also fought side by side with the transcendents, in the eyes of those transcendentals, even if he is a knight, he is just an ant-like existence, those guys are always high, a style of Lao Tzu is the best in the world, similar attitudes always make Motskov dare not speak, and now, as the instructor of these future transcendents, he can't scold at will.

Even if Macron and others are actually more respectful to him, it is only a superficial politeness.

So, he didn't really care if Donnie was taking advantage of him, as long as this kid was low and selling small in front of him, he was already satisfied.

For the future, Motzkov actually has no expectations, to be able to drink wine, eat meat, and occasionally go to the red light district, this is happiness, if you can still pass on your own skills, it will be even better!

This is an era of the decline of knights, and someone can stick it with a heart and want to get the inheritance, even if this person has ulterior motives, so what?

Do you want to take this ability to the earth?

Therefore, Motskov looks at Donnie differently and often opens a small stove for him, Downey does have a knight's talent, and in just half a year, half a foot has stepped into the threshold of knighthood.

"Ryan Shire ......"

Motskov pronounced Ryan's name.

Ryan stood up, his expression was silent, Motskov, who was staring at Ryan, couldn't feel Ryan's mood change at all, this seventeen-year-old boy was like a sea of stars, the city was extremely deep and difficult to guess.

So far, Motskov has seen Ryan three times.

In the first two classes, although Ryan joined, because he was a newcomer, he was equivalent to watching and accepting some theoretical knowledge, and he was not called by Motskov as an opponent to demonstrate the knight's combat skills.

So, Motskov didn't know anything about Ryan's strength.

This public martial arts class can actually let him watch from the wall, but Donnie has made a request to him in private, and Motskov has nothing to do with this, so he agrees to Donnie.

The two have a personal grudge, right?

Donnie and Ryan descended the steps one after the other, standing at opposite ends of the small square, separated by a distance of about ten meters.

The two stood staring at each other, the expression on Ryan's face did not change, but Donnie smiled, his smile a little smug, and his eyes flashed a hint of hideousness.

Livingston understands Downey's thoughts very well, but he is jealous of Ryan for robbing him of his opportunity, and he dares to be angry with Livingston and Albert, so he can only vent his anger on Ryan.

Here's the rule, though.

Livingston is not easy to maintain.

He looked back at Motskov with a hint of warning in his tone.

"Your Excellency, please take action in a moment, and there will be no casualties...... If you're too late, I can do it for you!"

Mozkov smiled and nodded.

There are many things that can't cross the line, and he understands this, he can be on Donnie's side appropriately, but he can't exceed the limit, Downey had better teach Ryan a lesson, if he has other thoughts, he won't allow it.

So, he got up and walked down.

It's better to stop it if it's closer.

"Phew!"

Donnie let out a low snort.

The sound exploded in the air like thunder.

At the same time, he lifted his foot and stepped hard.

The soles of the feet fell to the ground, making a loud noise, and the ground paved with bluestone actually appeared spiderweb-like cracks, and at the soles of the feet, the ground collapsed slightly, and the magic stone lamp above the head made a loud sound, and the light was dim.

The next moment, Donnie flew out like an arrow.

Like an arrow that never returned, it shot towards Ryan, and pulled an afterimage in the air, which was difficult to see with the naked eye, and only a piercing scream could be heard.

Very good!

Motskov was secretly complacent.

The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable......

Although there is no such statement in this world, in fact, the truth is also the same, one step faster, one step first, one step slower, tied hands and feet, if theories such as what to preemptively strike are placed in this world, they can only be scoffed at.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless, these three words are the true meaning of fighting.

Speed, accuracy, and power are all three indispensable.

Donnie's punch won three of them, speed, accuracy, and strength, but there was no explosion of fighting spirit, as his master, Motzkov was satisfied, he couldn't do it to this extent at Donnie's age.

Staring at Ryan deadly, Motzkov was ready.

If Ryan can't resist, he has to stop Donnie's next move before he is seriously injured by Donnie, and as a knight, he has this certainty.

"Humph!"

Milo Dravic snorted coldly.

Although he doesn't like Ryan Charr, the other party is still a member of his team after all, and if he is beaten by Macron's team, he can't get over his face, so at this moment, his mood is quite complicated.

Marti still kept his head down, as if unmoved.

As for Macron, his hands are on his laps, rubbing unconsciously, blue eyes, with unknown emotions flowing.

And just like that, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ryan made a move.

He raised one hand and took a half-step back with one foot.