Have You Considered Coming to the Moon to Become a Demon God?

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Zhongli, to bother you at such a late hour...Won't Senior Sister Mustard's legs be numb the next day after sleeping like this?"

When Matthew was nervous, her attention would be distracted, and her tone of voice would become rapid.

She noticed that the mustard seed not far away buried her head in her knees, which was really not a comfortable sleeping position.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yu brought the topic back softly.

Matthew shook his head with some embarrassment: "No, of course it's not something important, I'm just thinking, seeing Mr. Zhongli's fighting skills in the past few days, I always wanted to ask you about fighting skills like Mordred .”

Yes, these days, it is not only Kao Chiko who has been secretly observing Mo Yu, but also her.

Seeing that Mo Yu kept his eyes closed, she felt embarrassed to disturb her. It wasn't until Mo Yu opened her eyes to talk to Mustard Chiko just now that she hesitated and plucked up the courage to come forward.

"Is it to defeat your brother?" Mo Yu asked.

"Yes!" Matthew nodded seriously.

For Matthew who knows how to abide by etiquette, she really doesn't want to disturb others in the middle of the night, but considering that she has to face her brother and Lancelot can't put enough pressure on herself, she can only find this mysterious fairy .

No matter how many times he saw his ethereal and invisible sword skills, it was still hard to fathom.

Even the talented Mordred was defeated by Mo Yu's same moves several times.

"So I hope Mr. Zhongli can give me special training!"

The girl's firm and sincere eyes are like a piece of clear amethyst, without any distracting thoughts.

In Mo Yu's eyes, although it didn't take long, Matthew really matured a lot.

He nodded in relief.

"it is good."

Seeing that the fairy elder agreed, Matthew was ecstatic, with that gentle and generous tone, even for a moment, he mistakenly thought that his brother was responding to him.

Chapter 97 Little brother, the road is narrow

In the quiet night, Mo Yu and Ma Xiu specially found a relatively remote place, so as not to disturb the sleeping Li Xiang with the sound of their fighting.

In fact, there is no need for this. Lixiang has a physique that only Matthew can wake up, and the rest of the servants will not pay attention to the fight between the two. At most, it will attract Mordred who wants to go whoring for nothing. I dare not come in front of Matthew.

Mo Yu casually used sand to condense a no-edge sword. The gilt blade was shining, just like the 999 golden sword in the page game.

"Mr. Zhongli can condense the blade at will?" Matthew asked in surprise.

Mo Yu had always used rock knot green before, and the simple and sharp green blade would accidentally reveal the murderous intent when he swung it, and ordinary people would be scared out of their souls if they took a look at it.

But this time the long sword he replaced seemed to be calm and introverted, and he couldn't feel the sharpness of the blade at all.

Mo Yu replied: "For your shield, this sword is more suitable."

The rock knot green focuses on sharpness, and this blade of Chaifeng focuses on tenacity.

"Really? It turns out that Mr. Zhongli will use different blades for different opponents. I will do my best!"

Matthew nodded heavily.

Mo Yu slowly raised the blade, without saying anything, the figure disappeared in place, and the next second appeared out of thin air on the side of Matthew's shield, and the blade of the broken peak in his hand slashed down.

boom!

The shield made a heavy muffled sound like a mountain bell

Ma Xiu retreated a few steps under this tremendous force, and finally blocked it, but felt a little tingling in the tiger's mouth.

"No matter how strong the shield is, if the person is not strong, the defense will still be broken."

Unlike when Mordred was fighting, Mo Yu defeated Matthew without a sword. On the one hand, Matthew, who is a shield soldier, has excellent defensive ability; on the other hand, he is his sister after all.

He is naturally very happy that Matthew can have such a heart.

The stronger that shield is, the more it can protect.

In this way, even if his plan fails, Matthew can stand up.

"Stand up, no one on the battlefield will give you a chance to breathe."

As Mo Yu said, he slashed out the second sword again. The heavy force was not so much chopping on the shield, but hitting the shield with a mountain!

Mash clenched her teeth and was able to block it. Before, she thought that Atreus' wolf sword was heavy enough, but she didn't expect it to be nothing compared to the immortal's sword.

Knowing the true name of the possessed heroic spirit, her statistics have already risen as a whole, but in front of this sword, if she doesn't open the treasure, she even feels that she can't take ten swords.

Then, Mo Yu slashed several swords in a row, and Mash had to take them one by one. The heavy blade was like a pile driver. With each swing, her feet would be completely submerged in the soft sand.

Mo Yu saw that Matthew was a bit overwhelmed, so he temporarily stopped his hands and reminded: "The blunt defense will only make your body unable to bear it. You have to learn to use skillful force to relieve the force, and take the attack with the least effort in the battle, in order to maintain a long-lasting battle." .”

Matthew said in embarrassment; "Mr. Zhongli, your sword is heavy and fast, and I have no time to deflect the shield."

Mo Yu replied ruthlessly: "Then think of a way seriously. Combat skills are all summed up by wisdom and experience, not stupid training. Try to defend a few more times and feel the strength."

"Yes!" Matthew nodded simply.

The two started practicing again, and the clinking sound of swords and shields caught the attention of the heroic spirits.

The three Knights of the Round Table crouched behind the small hill and looked at Mo Yu, who looked like a mountain, with nothing but admiration in their hearts.

"Master Zhong Xian is really gentle to Ms. Matthew." Bedivere couldn't help sighing.

Mordred next to him was immediately unhappy when he heard this.

"Bedwell, can you stop being so shady when you speak?"

Lancelot nodded in agreement: "That's right, a strict teacher produces an excellent apprentice. It seems that this immortal is very optimistic about you, otherwise he would not knock you down with a single sword."

Mordred immediately glared at Lancelot angrily: "You still have the nerve to accuse me? I don't know who was stealing from me. Didn't you claim that you won't die with your bare hands? You disarmed him with your bare hands! You can take his sword back!" Count your patience."

Lancelot coughed dryly because of the choking, the yin and yang technique was still a bit weak compared to the Zhigang Zhiyang technique.

There are only a handful of knights of the round table who can quarrel with Mordred, mainly because everyone can't save their face and say vulgar language.Only Kai, who is as cheeky as a city wall, can make the stubborn Mordred blushed but helpless.

The dull sound of sword and shield lasted for more than half an hour before returning to calm.

Under Mo Yu's patient training, Ma Xiu gradually mastered the knack of facing the strong and fierce attack of the opposition.

It's like the four-two-throwing-a-thousand-jin in the old Chinese saying, but in terms of the laws of physics, it is to add a deflection angle to a force that hits you vertically, so that the original force of [-] degrees can be dispersed.

This principle is also used in the front armor of the tank. If you are lucky, you can ricochet, but if you are unlucky, the magazine will explode.

"Well, it's almost enough, let's call it a day."

The blade in Mo Yu's hand turned into quicksand and dissipated in the wind.

"I think I can still..."

Mash, who was barely standing while propping up the shield, replied panting.

Although the practice time is not long, she has benefited a lot. If she can keep in touch for a while, she feels that she can improve more.

Mo Yu's expression froze: "Your physical condition does not allow you to continue training. Reserve some of your physical strength for sudden battles."

"Yes, thank you Mr. Zhongli for your concern."

Although somewhat unwilling, Matthew could only let it go.

"Little Matthew, although you want to make rapid progress, it's almost time to go to bed."

At this time, Paimon floated out of thin air, reminding him cutely.

Mash was immediately healed by Paimeng's adorable smile, and nodded heavily.

"Thank you, Xiao Meng."

"I'm not young!" Paimon retorted with a puffy face.

Her alias is Meng Tian Guo Hai Xian Tong, but because it is too long, people call her Xiao Meng more.

Paimon would only show up when she was free, and as soon as she appeared, everyone immediately aroused unanimous praise.

After all, everyone wants to relieve stress, and Paimon is the best pressure reliever. That small and cute body is like a doll, and I can't wait to hold her in my arms and use her as a pillow at night.

Lixiang simply used '呲入' to express her excitement and kindness when she saw Paimon.

fufu~

Fufu, a white plush squirrel, ran and jumped onto Matthew's shoulder, looking warily at the cute creature that was trying to compete with her.

Paimon clenched his small fist and waved it a little unhappily:

"Hey, why are you looking at me with such jealous eyes, I'm not a pet!"

"Fu~ Obviously it is~ Fu!"

Fufu has a serious expression with only one truth on her face.

Ma Xiu stroked Fufu's chin with a smile and said: "Fufu, Xiaomeng is not a pet. According to the fairy, she is a boy who helps Mr. Zhongli deal with sundries. Pets can't do this kind of thing." .”

Paimeng retorted fiercely: "The judgment standard is wrong! Even if I can't do it, I'm not a pet!"

Mo Yu stared at Paimeng for a while, and analyzed: "Indeed, according to common sense, Xiaomeng is indeed not a pet, but if it has no practical use, it can only be regarded as a mascot."

"Even the immortals are like this! Woooooooo..."

Paimon looked aggrieved, almost crying.

The two laughed lightly, and just as they were about to go back, the dust rising suddenly in the distance caught Mo Yu's attention.

That cloud of dust was not formed by a group of monsters, but was splashed by hundreds of galloping horses, looking like solemn knights.

Just when he was curious, a cold light flew from a distance, pierced through the thin sand, and slashed at Mo Yu like an invisible blade.

Tristan's harp?

After seeing clearly the blade that seemed to be condensed by sound, Mo Yu slapped it away without haste.

Ma Xiu, who was just about to set up a shield in front of Mo Yu, immediately realized that there was an enemy attack, and immediately woke up Li Xiang through the command spell.

At the same time, the three knights of the round table who had previously stolen from behind the dunes also ran over.

"It's not good, did the group of solemn knights chase here?"

Lancelot looked at the solemn army of knights solemnly, but finally heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

Before he realized that his identity was not good enough, he immediately left a code on the spot, waiting for the following knights to find out.

It seems that Wang has made a decision.