The cruel beauty of the attacking giant

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"Oh, fighting..." Looking at Fran's confident look, I smiled slightly: "Yes, who should I look for as an opponent?"

"I'm standing here, who do you say is my opponent?" Fran grinned and showed two rows of teeth. "Come on, ringtone, just let me see how strong you are in this place."

"It's not a shame to challenge your direct boss as soon as you come up! But..." I walked over to pose and said, "I will challenge."

"Very good!" Fran rushed towards me and hit my chin with a fist. I turned my head and avoided. "Slap on the face as soon as I come up. It's too much Fran!" Elbow hit Fran's abdomen, taking advantage of his pain. At the moment, he quickly turned around and kicked his temple, but I was also the master of Fran and Livell anyway, not to mention the moves I used now when I was practicing in the underground street, no matter how fast I can't hide from Fran."It's a lot stronger ringtone!" Fran leaned back abruptly, and my toes swept across his nose.bad!I was surprised, it was too late to adjust my posture!Fran swiftly grasped my ankle and pulled it back, and my whole body fell due to an unstable center of gravity.Flange still didn't loosen my ankle, and I still remained half-supported.After a stalemate for a long time, I suddenly smiled: "You are really good, but I still have one trick." Oh, it seems I have to use that trick again...

"I am willing to learn." Flang's hand holding my ankle tightened slightly. I gritted my teeth, supported my body with the strength of my waist, and swept my other foot toward Fran's head...No way!After reacting in time, I immediately closed my foot and stopped at a finger-width away from Flange's head. I did not hesitate to break away from his hand and land gently.Looking at Flange who was still in a sluggish state, I smiled triumphantly: "How is it, I won!"

"Well, I lost." Fran said unconvinced. "I didn't expect you to learn Levi's tricks so well."

"In fact, it turned out to be bad," I shook my head. "The first time I succeeded was to kick Ernes, the troublemaker, when I was at Orange’s house, because I was going to die at that time, and my potential was lost. Excited."

"That's it, okay." Fran was taken aback, and then smiled: "What is the training below?"

"We just used the previous fighting in the underground street. These moves are purely for the purpose of killing people, but here, they can't." I recalled my fierce attacks before, and I couldn't help feeling a little lingering: "The training soldiers learn here. Fighting is just to exercise your coordination, not aggressive, as long as you can knock down your opponent. So what I want to teach you next is what you should learn now. "I raised my hands to the sides of my head:" Follow me now."

"Well, what's the problem!" Fran didn't care to follow me in a basic defensive posture, but..."Please, what's that for you!" Looking at those weak hanging hands and curved fingertips, the corners of my mouth twitched, "Are you in class now, okay? Bring some energy out!" Web www.nsxs.org

"I said, Master instructor," Frank blinked lazily, "Didn't you just say that fighting is all you need to knock down others? You see, what I have now is more than enough to knock down the people here!"

"But your actions are unqualified, and," I put down my hands and looked at Flange silently: "You are hitting others, not the air. While your attacks are effective for others, you will also endure it to a certain extent. The impact, even directly hit by others. If you use completely different moves while fighting, then I believe that the winner must be you, but have you ever thought about it as soon as you come up What kind of damage will your opponents bring to your opponents by fighting against other's critical attacks? If there are a large number of casualties of recruits during training, how can we carry out crusades when we investigate outside the wall!"

"Uh, this..." Flange was choked by my overwhelming preaching and couldn't say anything, and finally he obediently said: "It's alright, I'll learn, can't I learn?"

"It's almost the same, come on." I posed again: "Listening to the instructor is your recruit's task, understand?"

"Okay, you know, now you have become more verbose than before!"

"That's because you are so uneasy, OK!"

"That's because you have too much control. I'll call you Aunt Lingyin next time. It's perfect for you!"

"what did you say!"

"Ah ah ah ah don't hit me ah bell sound... ah ah, it hurts to death, I am wrong, can't I be wrong if I am wrong, my instructor?

In the end, Fran’s fighting score was A, but his ability to act was A-. The reason is simple. People like him are willing to obey after some preaching, but no one outside the wall will preach to him—— Nonsense, who can say something good about the giant staring at it!