It was still a continuous attack, and the time did not allow Chu Ming to slowly sneak attack. He had seen Mbesu's fighting style before, it was a substitute for the flow of the degree, and that battle was interrupted because of Sache's tactics, on the surface, it seemed that Mbesu was tied with Ian, but Chu Ming didn't think so, especially when facing Mbesu at close range.

Chu Ming's guess is not wrong, there is a kind of person in the substitute cultivator, their usual strength seems to be very ordinary, but after performing a certain stunt, it is very different, there is a saying that this kind of substitute cultivator is called a state stream, and it is mixed.

What is Mbesu's stunt, those who are familiar with him know his "Splitting Wind Pushing Knife Style", "Thirteen Consecutive Stabs" and so on, but only a few people know about Mbesu's "wind". This is a special state, when Mbesu is in the "wind" state, the degree and reaction are almost twice as high as usual. This is the stunt of Mbesu pressing the bottom of the box.

At this time, Mbesu is considering whether to enter the "wind" state, which is like playing cards, and the first to open the hole cards is often not the winner who is the last. Chu Ming's attacks were sharp and methodical, leaving a glimmer of leeway every time it was time to kill. In Mbesu's eyes, this means that the other party knows that he has a hole card, and he is on guard, and it is likely that there is also a big card hidden underneath. After thinking about it for a while, Mbesu decided not to enter the "wind" state for now, because he had time and support, and even if he didn't win by relying on the "wind" state at a critical time, there would be absolutely no problem in escaping.

Chu Ming jumped high again, and Mbesu's strangely shaped long knife was a trouble, stabbing more than chopping. And the stabbing angles are all extremely tricky parts, which once made Chu Ming only move under the Mbesu mecha, if he wants to jump, he must take a big risk. This risk had to be taken.

"Ding."

This was the only time Chu Ming had collided with the long knife since the battle, although it was only in contact with the side of the knife, the vibration from the knife still caused Chu Ming's arm muscles to be sore. The Qiong facial lines on the skin flickered faintly, and the amount of force was reduced to Chu Ming's whole body through these textures. Chu Ming felt the tension coming from the surface of his body, which was his body's reaction when the force was overflowing. Chu Ming knew that the critical moment had arrived.

Accumulation refers to two situations for Chu Ming, the first is his fighting skills, what is Chu Ming's fighting style, most people think that he is a powerful heterogeneous cultivator, those who know him know that he is also a powerful substitute cultivator, those who have fought with him will think that he is an experienced warrior, and his mentor thinks that he is a student with a serious learning attitude and strong thinking ability. All of this is true, but none of them is comprehensive. What is Chu Ming's ability - it is the sum of these, it is a comprehensive combat technique, maybe there are many people who can surpass him in a certain aspect, but when these skills are superimposed, it produces a result of 1+1 greater than 2. That's why Chu Ming is alive, and he has been learning and progressing in this way. So Chu Ming is not outstanding, so many people are used to adding words such as lucky, magical, and miracle in front of his name. It's as if these were unexplained coincidences or luck. Perhaps the best way to describe it is to use the words of General Bandi - those who survive are good soldiers. Only the battlefield is the place where the true strength of a warrior is tested.

The second situation referred to by thick accumulation is the skill that Chu Ming is going to perform now. The "Qiong Face Pattern" is not just a layer of body armor, Chu Ming has now dug out the second ability - unloading and charging. The "Qiong Face Pattern" can reduce the amount of force of the opponent's attack to various parts of the body, and at the same time, a part of the force is stored in the form of energy, which is reducible and superimposable. Now that this energy is saturated, an outlet for catharsis is needed

"Boom-"

A muffled sound came from the cabin of the Mbesu mecha, and the cabin to protect the safety of the repairer is the strongest part of the mecha, so this sound indicates that the cabin is safe and can completely resist the second blow. Chu Ming's second punch was still attacking the cabin, and judging from the degree of the punch, Chu Ming didn't seem to use all his strength, as if he wanted to test the strength of the cabin again. At such a close distance, Mbesu could even see Chu Ming's frowning brow, as if he was thinking about the part of the attack. Chu Ming had already tried many parts before, obviously, he had not yet found the weakness of this mecha, and in Mbesu's opinion, the cabin was by no means a weakness.

"Boom-"

The second punch was still on the cabin, and the sound was a little longer than the last one. The subtle distinction did not escape Mbesu's ears, and he knew that the sound might be something else—that it was caused by an extremely fast successive impact. The possibility surprised Mbesu, who vaguely felt as if he had missed something, as if a large trap had been placed around him from the beginning.

"I'd love to know what your trick is, but I'm not going to see it."

Chu Ming said in his heart, because the cabin of the Mbesu mecha was cracking, and the cabin that was extremely strong just now was now like an ordinary piece of plexiglass, and the cracks extended on the surface, as beautiful as an abstract painting.

Chu Ming's fighting style is always to control the flow, control the rhythm of the battle, and control the enemy's mind. From the very beginning, Chu Ming made Mbesu think that it was inappropriate to use a special move, and the stalemate in the battle made Mbesu feel that this stalemate would continue, and time could make Mbesu laugh to the bottom.

"Bang - bang"

The desperate look in Mbesu's shattered cabin was pitiful, so Chu Ming immediately made this look disappear. Gently tapped on Mbesu's Adam's apple, and then slapped a palm on the top of Mbesu's head. The low grunt didn't last long, and then there was a long silence, and the surrounding noise reached Chu Ming's ears again.

"It's over. It's here again. ”

Taking a slight breath, Chu Ming lit a cigarette, and the huge mecha was lifeless. Chu Ming felt a little regretful. Previously, he thought that battles should be gorgeous, heroic, and tragic. But in fact, every battle is dangerous and bland, and life and death can even be said to be boring. This is the real battle, calculating and being calculated, winning or losing - as boring as rolling the dice.

The veiled chaos finally disappeared, and the substitutes regrouped, but their current leader was missing, along with his mech, and then one of the substitutes said he saw Mbesu's mech leave in the other direction, and the call was unresponsive. These substitutes are at a loss, should they follow Mbesu or pursue the fleeing main force of the enemy? The direction of Mbesu is clearly wrong, and the main forces of the enemy now seem to have broken through the encirclement. This made these substitutes at a loss, and finally, someone proposed to contact Master Joe Cole immediately, and this proposal was approved by the majority, and the battle ended in an eerie atmosphere.

The Battle of Brownstone was damaged on both sides, and the losses on the side of the Iron Blood Military Academy seemed to be greater, including those who died in the breakout, a total of 22 cadets were killed. But anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Iron-Blooded Military Academy is now worthy of its name, to paraphrase the old words of the Bandi general - the surviving substitute is the good substitute. Now that the Iron Blood Military Academy has 79 strong and qualified soldiers, and they are all young, the future will eventually change some trajectory for this change......

"Report, the 5o1 class of cadets of the Iron and Blood Military Academy has been assembled, and there should be 8o people, but there are 79 people."

"Edwards, you're wrong, it's supposed to be 79, it's actually 79." Headmaster Lindeman corrected again, but he knew that Edwards would say the same thing next time. Lindeman lost one good student, but gained 79 good students, and Lindeman never figured out whether the deal was made or lost.

Lindeman looked at the 79 students and continued, "Okay, let's take a break. There is no need to be so formal today, the domestic selection of the inter-school competition is about to begin, and everyone can put forward what they need. Does anyone have an idea? No one? Ji Yu, you say something. ”

Ji Yu's eyes were still a little sloppy, but his expression was resolute. He took a step forward and said loudly

"Report, no."

"There really isn't, for example, your exclusive weapon, mecha or armor, the loss this time is relatively large, if you don't speak well, I can apply to your family."

"Report, no." Ji Yu said firmly

"You really don't need to, okay, okay, come to me if you guys need anything. Disband—" Principal Lindeman suddenly felt as if he was getting old and tired quickly, so he disbanded the queue and left alone.

"Will the squad leader come back?"

The students on the playground were slowly dispersing, and someone asked a question that had been asked countless times.

"Yes, Instructor Thatcher said yes, and Miss Maggie affirmed it. I'm telling you, don't ask that stupid question again, I'll beat you up. ”

"Ahem, cough, I know, I'm just wondering if the squad leader can catch up with the inter-school competition."

"Yes."

The gate of the Iron Blood Military Academy is always deserted, as it should be, but now everyone always glances at it when they pass by, and then they are angry at the desertion of that gate