"Get down for me!"

Hearing a "poof!", Berkeley's huge body, which weighed several tons, fell the floor of the workshop, making a dull loud noise! The thick steel structure floor was actually smashed by it.

The Golden Warlord wasn't a vegetarian either, and the moment it fell, it rolled outward, dodging Mordin's subsequent slash. Mordin's sword missed, slashing hard at the floor, its blade embedded deep in the steel beams.

Just as he drew his knife, Berkeley's heavy punch arrived, and his left fist went straight to Mordin's head with the sound of the wind. Mordin had to duck his head to dodge, but he didn't know that the punch was false, and Berkeley's right leg kicked him forward in the chest with a thousand strokes.

Between the lightning and flint, Mordin's tanuki turned over and flipped to the right, Berkeley's kick hit the outside of Mordin's right shoulder, kicking him into a spin, Mordin turned over in the air with his strength, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, the knife took advantage of the momentum to draw an arc in the air, and slashed at Berkeley's left ankle. With a clatter, Berkeley hit the ground and fell to the ground again.

It sat on the floor, rubbing its ankle, which was not painful, with its hands, and there it was angry and "blew its beard and glared".

In two rounds, in less than three seconds, it was knocked over twice by Mordin.

"If you have the ability, don't hide, eat my punch!" it glared and exclaimed.

"Come on!" Mordin snapped his finger at it.

After these two rounds of competition, Mordin has figured out the strength of the golden warrior in front of him, it is powerful and powerful, and its movements are fast, but it can only punch and rush, lacking the spirit of martial arts, for such an opponent, Mordin is not afraid of it at all.

"Good!" Berkeley jumped to his feet, this time he learned his lesson, stood firm, and slammed his fists at Mordin.

Mordin held the knife in his right hand, stood still with his feet back and forth, and when it was close, he saw the right moment and slashed at its left arm, slamming its fist to the right, and then a lunge was close to his body, and he shrunk his shoulder, "Open!" He shouted, and his right shoulder was hard under Berkeley's left rib, knocking the behemoth to the ground.

Mo Ding used the kung fu of eighteen dozen clothes in Tai Chi Bagua Boxing, in fact, he didn't know any Tai Chi kung fu originally, but Zhihai commanded him to do this!

I have the martial arts master Zhihai, where are I still afraid of Berkeley's bull!

The Golden Warlord screamed and crawled up again, waving his fists and lunging at Mordin again, this time changing its tactics and trying to grab Mordin with its giant claws, so that brute force must have knocked the boy to the ground.

Mordin's body was slippery like a catfish, he swam around Berkeley's body, and from time to time attacked its palm with a war knife, and sparks splashed on Berkeley's palm, and after a while, a few cracks appeared.

After this complete modification of Mordin's mecha, the strength and speed have been greatly improved, and when he swings the knife and moves, a phantom shadow appears on his body, and the speed is so fast that Rao is a golden warrior can't help him.

In fact, Berkeley, as a golden warrior, does not have a high hand-to-hand combat power, but the Sarn craftsman introduced in the letter that Mordin is a great martial arts master, and maybe he is not his opponent yet.

Berkeley has always been conceited, he just wants to use his brute strength to teach this human boy a good lesson.

I never thought that in front of this seemingly weak boy, I was knocked to the ground one after another, so that it was not ashamed!

As a golden general, he can't even beat a young man who is only a lieutenant at this level! This is going to be passed out, and he won't be laughed at by those companions!

At this time, in the hall outside the workshop, the guards who heard the movement rushed to investigate.

"Get out!" Berkeley grabbed a thick iron frame and slammed it towards the door of the workshop. The iron frame hit the crowd, and the two guards were immediately smashed apart.

The rest of the guards didn't dare to stay here any longer, and they ran away without a trace.

The workshop was in shambles, with tall furnaces knocked to the ground, parts spilled all over the floor, and hard steel floors smashed out of one pit after another, as if they had been blasted out with heavy artillery.

"Do you want to keep fighting!" Mordin stood sideways with his knife in his hand, his eyes fixed on the golden warrior sitting on the ground, and a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Golden Warrior slammed his fists into the floor, smashing the floor into two deep pits.

"Good boy, you wait, I'll go get my sword, I'll have to chop you today!" it roared and shouted.

"Poof!" Mordin couldn't help but laugh.

"What if you can't beat me with a sword?" he asked with a smile.

"If I can't beat you again, I'll worship you as a teacher!"

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you here!" the boy stood still.

"Okay, you don't have to run, I'll chase you back if you do!" it threatened, and strode out the door to get its sword.

As soon as Berkeley left, a head popped out of the tattered doorway of the workshop.

It's Boss Li, who has finally woken up.

"What's going on? You blew up the workshop?" Boss Li was shocked!

When he saw Mordin standing inside, he staggered in, and when he saw the messy workshop that had been beaten, he was still in a daze that he didn't know what was going on.

"Come on, come on, get on board. Mordin pulled him onto the ship, and he immediately started the engine. Because the force was not grasped well, the spaceship rushed out of the workshop gate with a "whoosh!"

Boss Li didn't sit still, and "Bang!" fell on all fours.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Hurry up, or you won't be able to leave in a while. Mordin tried to stabilize the ship, but the ship's powerful metallic hydrogen engine didn't listen at all, and slammed into the walls of the building.

He couldn't see it well, and slammed the direction, and the spaceship rushed out of the window against the wall, the window was too small, and the frame and wall were knocked out of a large hole, and countless fragments were scattered to the ground from a height of several hundred meters.

As soon as the ship rushed out of the building, the golden warlord Berkeley ran over with a heavy sword, and at a glance it saw the ship that had rushed outside, and hurriedly rushed to the window with a shout.

"Don't run! come back!" it yelled at the ship, "No one is allowed to touch him, he's mine!"

Mordin flew head-to-head towards their tarmac without looking back, and as he flew, he reached out from the porthole and shouted, "Thank you!

Berkeley stood at the window, but there was an eerie smile on his face.

"Hmph, don't run, wait to lose money!" It looked at the spaceship figure that was gradually moving away, and nodded: "Hmm...... It's kind of clever. ”