Self-discipline! Have You Ever Seen Marin Vando at Four in the Morning?

　　without any footsteps,

　　Only the eerie whistling of the dead through the air,

　　One of the six types of navy,

　　shave! !

　　So fast! !

　　The naked eye can't catch it at all! !

　　This speed... Roy's shave was faster than when he fought Lieutenant General Momotu in the swordsmanship class before! !

　　The other freshmen of the military academy suddenly widened their eyes, trying to find Roy, but they found nothing unexpectedly.

　　The speed of "shaving" is not something that ordinary human eyes can capture.

　　they can see clearly,

　　It's just that Roy's figure disappeared as soon as his voice fell.

　　The next moment appeared behind Zefa.

　　the wind blows,

　　A fist pierced through the yellow sand lifted by the wind in midair! !

　　"Nice speed."

　　Zefa commented with admiration, and the figure turned back unhurriedly, and the big hand moved out softly.

　　This is a very strange picture.

　　In the eyes of all the freshmen watching, Zefa and Roy shot at the same time.

　　Corroy's speed was significantly faster,

　　The weird thing is,

　　Compared to Roy's swift punch,

　　Zefa's gesture of reaching out,

　　But it gives a very slow feeling.

　　then,

　　A strange scene unfolds,

　　As if inevitable fate,

　　Roy's fist went straight towards Zefa's big hand.

　　Then Zefa grabbed his fist with one hand!

　　boom!

　　A dull sound came out,

　　The explosive power turned into a turbulent impact, blowing the snow-white cloak of justice behind Zefa screeching!

　　"Very good, did the students see it clearly?"

　　"What Roy showed just now was one of the six naval styles."

　　"By stepping on the ground dozens of times in an instant, using the reaction force of the high-speed stepping on the ground, the body can achieve the effect of high-speed movement."

　　"This move can attack and retreat and defend, and it is extremely adaptable in actual combat."

　　"But the obvious weakness of this move is that the shaving movement is linear, and the distance is quite limited, so when encountering an opponent with similar abilities, you can use the old man's method to predict the enemy's attack direction and position. …”

　　"certainly--"

　　Zefa suddenly smiled,

　　"If you're faster than him..."

　　Whoosh! !

　　The sand blows up a miniature spiral,

　　In Roy's slightly stunned eyes,

　　Zefa in front of him disappeared! !

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Chapter 63

　　"In actual combat, speed can largely determine the outcome of a life-and-death battle..."

　　A violent wind swirled and rose on the school grounds, rolling up the yellow sand on the ground, blurring the vision.

　　And Zefa's figure, like a ghost, appeared looming in every random corner of the school field.

　　Because of the many high-speed movements, the voices he said appeared scattered from every direction in all directions, and the multiple overlapping sounds even caused faint echoes in this empty and unobstructed school ground! !

　　"The faster you are, the more you control the initiative in the battle and the rhythm of confrontation..."

　　"The decisive factor for the outcome of the battle is not just the simple comparison of the strengths of the two sides, nor the change in ability, but whether you have mastered the initiative in the battle and drag your opponent into your own personal rhythm."

　　"Many people think that "shaving" is just a high-speed movement skill, so this old man can tell you clearly that those people are a group of frogs in the bottom of a well."

　　"A real powerhouse will not stick to the tricks themselves, but take into account all their abilities, tricks, physical strength and surrounding environmental factors."

　　"Then······"

　　Zefa's voice suddenly stopped,

　　The wind stopped suddenly,

　　The yellow sand also seems to freeze in the air,

　　"--One hit kill!"

　　The voice appeared,

　　By Roy's side! !

　　A mighty kick! !

　　Like a huge iron whip, it directly penetrated the air, producing a strong explosion, and slammed it towards Roy's ribs!

　　Everyone present immediately held their breath, their faces changed suddenly, and they couldn't help but sweat for Roy!

　　Teacher Zefa's attack, whether it was the timing, location, or speed and power, was almost perfect.

　　With what they consider "clumsy" eyesight, they can't think of any way for Roy to crack it!

　　The terrifying power entwined this whip leg, and even if it did not display domineering, its power was enough to easily kick a hill to shreds.

　　Zefa's eyes were full of strong fighting intent, but his eyes were meaningful.

　　Is it over?

　　Is Roy going to be in the hospital for another week?

　　Such an idea popped up in the hearts of everyone.

　　But at this moment,

　　They were shocked to discover,

　　Roy, who was facing a situation of certain defeat, suddenly twitched a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.

　　The radian became more and more intense, and finally there was a sense of unscrupulousness!

　　changed.

　　His eyes changed.

　　A powerful breath, like invisible gas, burst out of Roy's body quickly!

　　then,

　　He stepped lightly on the ground,

　　Swish!

　　The figure flickered and disappeared suddenly.

　　Boom! !

　　Zefa's kick suddenly failed! !

　　A stunning arc of light turned into a sharp slash, tearing apart the ground beneath his feet like a dragon.

　　A huge crack that was hundreds of meters long stretched across the ground shockingly, and the new students were shocked.

　　Lan feet!

　　They recognized it! !

　　This is one of the six types of navy feet!

　　It can create a powerful kick similar to the swordsman's slash! !

　　"Hahahahaha!!"

　　Zefa's hearty laughter sounded, he was not frustrated by his failure, but turned around with a smile on his face, looking at a young figure dozens of meters behind him, smiling heartily.

　　A substance-like smoke and steam emerged from the surface of the boy's body.

　　"Stinky boy, I really have you..."

　　Zefa smiled and said to Roy, with undisguised admiration and appreciation in his eyes.

　　Roy also smiled easily, shook his head and said:

　　"Teacher Zefa, you almost killed me."

　　"You really don't love your students..."