"Too slow, too slow, too slow. ”

Since I was five years old, the first thing I heard when I opened my eyes was the lion-like roar of my teacher.

I'm a Garcia, and in Garcia, all boys train as warriors from the age of five.

They say I was born of a moorland cheetah, and I seem to be faster than the warriors born of bears, wolves, and dogs, and no one knows who my father is.

García people don't need parents, they just need comrades-in-arms.

Running with weights, practicing bows and crossbows, and practicing spears and swords are already commonplace.

We fought lions and tigers in the forests, wrestled with giant bears on the ice fields, we crossed the straits in large ships, fought pirates, and fought soldiers.

"Too slow, too slow, too slow!"

The teacher's voice always seemed to echo in my ears, urging us to train faster, faster, stronger, and harder.

Failure is death.

More and more fighters are dying in these trainings, but every year more fighters are put into training.

We are Garcians, we are born warriors, we are a race protected by the gods, we thirst for blood, we thirst for battle, war is our instinct, plunder is the source of our joy.

"Too slow, too slow, too slow!"

The teacher's voice was so loud that he echoed in my ears every day, making my head ache, and I even suspected that a bug had burrowed into my ears along the water as I crossed the strait.

I cut open the skull myself and examined it carefully, only to find that there were no bugs at all, but the teacher's voice was really too loud.

"Too slow, too slow, too slow! Iyar, you're too slow!"

At the age of thirty, it was in that year that I could no longer hear my teacher's voice, because I had cut off his head with my own hands and tied it around my belt.

I asked him to feel my speed for himself, and he never said I was too slow.

In the midst of this incomparable tranquility, I finally felt a myriad of calls that I would not normally feel, the calls of the Aether Fans.

Looking back, people my age have turned to dry bones.

I chase the wind, I sprint towards the lightning, I hunt the strongest ferocious animals in the steppes, I catch the most terrible sea monsters in the sea, my speed is getting faster and faster, the world is getting slower and slower in my eyes.

Five years later, when I returned to the tribe, they called me Mmkoya.

......

Sou!

In the air, something sharp seemed to sweep by, it seemed to be a breeze, it seemed to be an electric light, and it seemed to be an illusion.

A crispy tingling sensation came from his body, and the bearded knight was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that everyone's eyes were looking at him, he said in surprise: "What's wrong with you?

Next, his whole person was torn apart in an instant, and the bursting blood plasma and internal organs splashed directly on the bald head beside him.

It was only at this time that the terrifying whistling sound reached everyone's ears, making everyone's heads hurt for a while.

The green-haired girl Leia exclaimed, "It's Momkoya!

The next moment, everyone gathered together and burst out with all their strength to reduce their halving force field, and the halving force field of so many knights exploded in unison, enveloping every inch of space within a radius of ten meters, which was comparable to the strength of a newly entered knight.

But just when everyone was in formation, the bald head who was drenched in blood looked in a trance, and the next moment he yelled violently and rushed out with the big knife in his hand.

"Momkoya, come out, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Jack said hurriedly: "That's his own brother." ”

Leia said angrily, "Get back, idiot, do you want to die?"

But the bald man ignored Leia's shouts, and kept rushing out, and the big knife in his hand brought a gust of wind, cutting through a dozen trees in a row, and shouted wildly: "Come out, Momkoya, fight me! ”

In the next moment, a figure flashed in the space again, and this time everyone could see it clearly, it was a vague figure, and the figure pulled out a long black line, directly through the bald body.

So the bald head fell to the ground, his feet were broken at the root, and he kept rolling and screaming.

Wei Longzi, who was dressed in a black robe, said in a low voice: "I'll go save him." ”

"Are you confused?" Leia's brow furrowed suddenly, "He deliberately crippled, just like we scattered people to save him! ”

Leia thought for a moment and said, "Let's walk over slowly, six people together, little by little. ”

So the six of them kept the halving force field open, maintained the uniform output of the force, and walked towards the screaming moment little by little.

But just after walking a distance of more than ten meters, the scream came to the ears of the six people again, Jack snorted, and a bloody flower suddenly flashed on his arm.

An eerie voice spoke a lame lingua franca: "Too slow, too slow, too slow! ”

Leia said fiercely: "He is testing the weak point of the force field, and we can't move." ”

After all, the six people did not cooperate well enough, and once they moved, the overlapping force fields would be attacked if they had weak points.

But the strength of the second turn is indeed not something that can be easily shaken by the first turn.

Even though the six stood still, Momkoya waited for a while before launching another series of assassinations.

Afterimages swept across the edge of the force field, and from time to time there was a sound of metal clashing, bringing a series of sparks.

It was the dagger in Momkoya's hand that stabbed at the knightly attire, armor, or sword of the people.

Each attack, although it was weakened by everyone's halving force field, the terrifying power and speed still continued to consume everyone's physical strength, leaving injuries on everyone's body.

If it weren't for the halving force of the six people, so that every time Momkoya entered the range of ten meters, his strength and speed were greatly reduced, and they were all one blow away, they would probably have died a long time ago.

But even so, injuries continued to emerge on their bodies, and their physical strength was continuously consumed, and the situation would only become more and more critical.

Momkoya's voice came from afar like a night owl.

"Too slow, too slow, too slow. ”

"Don't let any of you escape. ”

Leia yelled, "Get moving, take this here and wait for death!"

The six of them moved like turtles as they exerted their fields, but Momkoya kept piercing and attacking them back and forth like a toiling bee.

Leaving one scar after another on everyone's bodies, blood kept coming, sprinkling spods of blood on the ground.

Although Jack was nervous, he stared at Fang Xingjian from beginning to end, as if he wanted to know the other party's situation. (To be continued.) )