Chapter 112: More's Thoughts
"Don't talk nonsense, let me see how much progress you have made, this time it will be your senior brother's graduation exam."
After Moore finished speaking, he didn't care about Barry's continued excuses, and between his feet, he rushed directly towards Barry, with a distance of five or six meters in the blink of an eye, and his fist rushed straight to Barry's chest.
Between the lightning and flint, Barry's mind instantly focused, and he understood that Mohr was serious, if he was still an ordinary person, if he didn't dodge this punch, then he could only go to the hospital to book a bed.
Barry's physical instinct directly made him not have to think, so he naturally stomped his foot, and with a sliding step to the left, he easily dodged the punch.
His extraordinary agility allows him to do actions that are impossible for ordinary people to make, and even more agile than cats.
However, in the face of Mohr, he doesn't need to do that level, although Mohr also practices diligently, but it is still at the stage of ordinary people, Barry estimates that Mohr's [Cross Fighting] should be in the middle of lv2, and it will take at least a year to practice to the top level.
So Barry faced Mohr, with more advanced fighting skills and stronger basic attributes, just like an adult bullying a child, the simplest punch for punch, Mohr had to lie down directly.
Of course, Barry won't do this, after all, Moore is the leader of his martial arts, and his previous teaching is also very attentive, and the relationship between the two is not bad, if Moll is knocked down with such a punch, Moore's face will definitely not look good.
Barry had in his mind that after a dozen rounds of fighting each other, he would lose a move and end this abrupt battle with a result that was not embarrassing for both sides.
For this reason, Barry forcibly contracted his strength, and the pace under his feet could also be slowed down, giving Moore the appearance that he was not too much past him, making him feel that the gap between the two sides was not too big.
However, after a few exchanges with each other, Moore suddenly retreated some distance behind, and Barry thought that he was going to use some trick, and was on guard, but Moll stopped the battle with a bitter face.
"Barry, don't look at it, you're much better than me, really, you're much better than me."
There was a hint of exhaustion in Moore's voice, as if he had lost his goal, and the whole person seemed discouraged.
"Brother Moore, I didn't ......"
Barry was about to explain, but was interrupted by Moore's words.
"I don't need to explain, I just let me until you just now, although my strength is not very good, but I have been practicing in the Iron Cross for almost three years, Robert, Bane, Norton, I have studied these coaches, and I still have the necessary vision."
"When you dodged just now, your steps were stiff, I could see that you didn't use instinct, but continued to do the action after thinking, when you swung your fist, your body didn't use force, and the force skills I taught you didn't use, but that's it, when I touched your fist, I still felt irresistible force."
"You've been pushing your body against me...... You're telling you if you've set foot in that realm...... Came into contact with that mysterious world...... Let's be honest..."
More then looked at Barry with a worried expression, as if he wanted to hear an affirmative answer from his mouth, and a negative answer.
Barry looked at Moore like this, and didn't want to deceive him in his heart, so he nodded solemnly, as an answer to Moore.
Barry's affirmative answer made Moore's face change abruptly, and then his legs collapsed directly on the wooden floor of the practice room as if he couldn't use his strength.
Seeing this, Barry immediately tried to rush over and help him up, but he waved his hand to stop him.
Then Moore's right hand clenched into a fist and smashed directly into the wooden floor, and the powerful fist directly punched a hole in the floor, and the broken wooden plank pierced his fist, and a trace of blood appeared.
"I'm not very useless, I saw Coach Norton's move three years ago, and I realized that there is such an extraordinary world, so I asked my parents to find a relationship, and finally joined the Iron Cross."
"Barry, you know what?"
"At the beginning, I was very thin, and I was out of breath even after running a hundred meters, so in order to strengthen my physique, I ate special nutritious meals every day to replenish energy for my daily exercises."
"It's a bit bad to say, but it tastes so bad that I can't even describe what it tastes like when it mixes all sorts of things that are said to be nutritious, but after that I saw it and wanted to vomit, have you ever experienced that feeling?"
Barry looked at Mohr on the ground, talking to himself, and didn't say anything, he knew that Mohr was trapped in his own world, and what he needed most now was a listener who could let him say everything he had suppressed in his heart.
And just as Barry thought, Moore didn't care whether Barry answered his culture at all, and still talked to himself.
"During the three years of the Iron Cross, from the very beginning of beating sandbags and kicking wooden stakes, I was finally able to learn cross fighting, and I studied and practiced hard every day, and I didn't dare to rest at all."
"But why, why, I'm still so far behind."
"I thought that among the many students, my performance was not bad, and I was even complacent about my results, but a month ago, the young people who came to play made me realize that I was still too weak."
"In just three or five moves, I fell to the ground, there is no other excuse, I know that my strength is too far inferior to him, if it weren't for Coach Robert's action, the entire Iron Cross would have become a laughing stock in the martial arts world because of me."
"After that, I practiced harder every day, and before I taught you, I only gave myself eight hours of rest every day, and the rest of the time was either polishing my body or practicing my martial arts skills, and I never dared to slack off."
"Maybe Coach Robert also saw that my body was overwhelmed and asked me to teach you and Marcus to learn martial arts, in fact, he has a lot of students, but he chose me, maybe he wanted me to rest."
"To be honest, the days of teaching you and Marcus are completely relaxing holidays for me, and I still have a sense of accomplishment in my heart to watch you gradually become familiar with martial arts."
"But because of you, this sense of accomplishment suddenly becomes so low."
Barry heard Moore's words and pointed his finger at himself, "What's wrong with me, I haven't done anything out of the ordinary." ”
Moore glanced up at Barry and continued.
"That's right, it's you, your talent is too high, only a few days of study, and you're already about to surpass me in the cross fighting technique, do you remember the first competition? That's when I could see that you were hiding it, but I just didn't expose you. ”
When Barry heard this, he couldn't help but scratch his head: "I thought I hid it well." ”
"It seems that you can't underestimate anyone, you have to be more secure in the future, otherwise it will be too uncomfortable for the gutter to capsize."
"In fact, I am confident to overcome the difficulties I faced before, including the kicker who knocked me down in a few moves, because I believe that hard work will pay off, and as long as I work harder, I will definitely succeed."
"But your appearance makes me confused, in front of your talent, all my efforts seem to be so ridiculous, do you say that I am really not suitable for this path, is it really destined to be ordinary."
"Heh, hehe, hehehe"
Moore lay on the ground, laughing and laughing and tears flowed down his face.