Under the dim starlight, the night was as dark as thick ink that couldn't be wiped away.
But Nuo Xia's face was darker than the night at this moment.
Being able to consistently rank in the top ten in the elite camp assessment is already a pretty incredible achievement. As long as there are no mistakes when you graduate, you will probably start as a major at the conferment ceremony at the lowest level.
As for my level, which is above the middle level, if I never improve, I will only be a captain of the headquarters.
Wow, this is so ridiculous... Even if a slut suddenly appears and has been following you for a whole year, why is she still so strong?
Nuo Xia really wanted to go back in time, slap his self ten seconds ago, and ask him to use his brain to rewrite a better reason for rejection.
"Ahem, Miss Shia, assessment results may not necessarily represent strength, it can only be reflected in actual combat, so you understand..."
He struggled for a long time and finally had an idea: "I'm good at physical skills and swordsmanship, especially physical skills. What about you, Miss Shia?"
"It's a coincidence that what I'm best at is also physical arts." Shia said softly, "I have basically mastered the Lan Kou and the Finger Spear during this period of time."
"What about shaving?"
"Well, I can do it a little bit, but I'm not very skilled at it."
"Very good, then let's make a bet. Within ten minutes, you can attack me by any means, and I will only block and dodge, and never fight back."
Nuo Xia was secretly happy in his heart. He pointed to his chest and said, "In these ten minutes, as long as you can attack my chest once, I will recognize that your strength is superior to mine and agree that you will formally pursue me from now on. Otherwise,
Then please don’t disturb me from now on..."
"No problem." Siya nodded without hesitation.
Her attitude was confident, her eyes were shining, and the way she looked at Nuo Xia had obviously changed a little.
"..."
Nuo Xia, who was interrupted, felt a little chill in his heart for no reason.
I always feel that the other person's eyes are like staring at the prey that has half its foot caught in the trap.
'Forget it, whatever you think, my goal has been achieved anyway.'
I was originally worried about who I should find to test the power of intermediate paper painting this late night. Now not only has the problem been solved perfectly, but I can also use this opportunity to refuse to shirk the pursuit from the nymphomaniac.
Killing two birds with one stone is a genius plan.
…
Not far from the southeast of the training ground is the clock tower of the headquarters. Even though it is hundreds of meters away, you can still clearly see the direction of the hour and minute hands.
Nuo Xia opened a distance of more than ten meters from Siya. When the time displayed on the clock tower happened to be nine o'clock, he raised his right hand to the girl opposite and made a sign to start.
Whoosh!
Before he could put down his hand, a gust of wind suddenly came from the dark night and came straight to his door.
That was the "Arashi Kick" that Shia chopped off.
The essence of the so-called "Arashi Kick" is to quickly move the leg, exceeding the speed of sound, compressing the air in front of the leg, and rolling up the "vacuum", thus sending out a sharp slashing wave.
For those who don't know how to use armor or iron, its lethality cannot be underestimated.
Nuo Xia also didn't dare to be careless.
He stared closely at the invisible shock wave that broke through the air. The moment before it was about to affect him, his body suddenly twisted to the right at an extremely weird angle, as if he was integrated with the airflow, and he easily avoided this wave.
One kick.
boom!
Lanjia's shock wave passed over Nuoxia and exploded on the sandbag a few meters behind.
Sand and dust flew and filled the training ground.
The girl with blue waist-length hair was slightly startled, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, but she calmed down her emotions in an instant, and her raised right foot quickly fell down, hitting the ground at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.
shave!
The light in the air seemed to be distorted, and Shia's figure suddenly disappeared. The next second, the girl appeared on the right side of Nuo Xia. Her eyes were focused, and all the strength was poured into her right finger, and she suddenly stabbed Nuo Xia's chest.
Point gun!
This finger was sharp and domineering, and the penetrating power of the fingertips was comparable to that of a bullet flying at high speed. However, in Nuo Xi's eyes, the air flow stirred up was just like a slight ripple, but it was still traceable.
So in just one or two seconds, his body was like silky satin, merged into the subtle changes in airflow, and once again dodged this blow to the face.
"Eh?"
Shia's eyes suddenly widened, her finger gun was so fast, but even Teacher Zefa personally praised it, how could it be dodged so easily?
——She did not believe in evil, and had no intention of holding back. After adjusting her breathing rhythm slightly, she started to shave and kept changing its position. At the same time, like a violent storm, the finger gun escaped from the night and stabbed Nuo Xia.
However.
Even though Shia had maximized her physical skills, Noxia was still able to perfectly dodge attacks from all directions.
Even during the constant exchanges, she could clearly feel that Nuo Xia's movements became more and more skillful, and his pace was more like walking in his own yard, relaxed and comfortable.
how so?
Shia finally showed an expression of disbelief.
In the entire elite camp of the headquarters, no one understands Nuo Xia better than her. From past observations, in her opinion, Nuo Xia is best at endurance and double-sword swordsmanship. When did she repair the paper drawings?
Have you gotten used to it?
Teacher Zefa only started to formally teach the six postures two months ago. Even she has only mastered three of them superficially. Paper painting is still in the introductory stage!
But the facts were before her, and she couldn't help but doubt them.
Seeing that the time was approaching the ten-minute deadline, and not to mention attacking Nuo Xia's chest, she was not even touched once. The girl looked at Nuo Xia, who was faintly proud of herself, and felt inexplicably aggrieved and sad in her heart.
Is he really that bad? Even if he doesn't accept his confession immediately, he will completely kill her even if she has the chance to pursue her, without giving her any chance at all?
Nuo Xia's mood at the moment was exactly the opposite. He was flying through various attacking air currents, and his lips were almost grinning with laughter at this moment.
In this smile, there is not only the surprise that the intermediate paper drawing skills have far exceeded expectations, but also the subtle satisfaction of killing two birds with one stone and having a good plan.
"It's just an intermediate paper painting that can achieve this level. If you upgrade to an advanced level, I'm afraid it will be the same as the CP9 group, right?"
"These one thousand points are well spent."
——That’s probably the idea.
It's a pity that this feeling can only be felt but cannot be expressed in words. Naturally, Shia opposite her couldn't understand it. She just thought that Nuo Xia was proudly laughing at herself in her heart when she saw her repeated misses.
Shia felt even more aggrieved. At this moment, when the ten-minute timer came to an end, she silently glanced at the clock tower, suddenly stopped, and stopped attacking.
Nuo Xia also stopped evading.
"It's time!" He stood firm and put a smile on his face, "I'm willing to admit defeat, Miss Shia, I won this time. According to our previous agreement, from now on..."
Nuo Xia's voice stopped suddenly.
Because when he raised his head, he was shocked to find that the blue-haired girl under the black street lamp was standing there silently, shedding tears silently.
"Xia...Xia..."
Nuo Xia stuttered instantly. He had no experience in comforting girls and was at a loss for a moment. He didn't know how to speak better.
He has really never seen such a battle - although in his hometown in Donghai, he often made Bellemeier angry and angry, but the latter would usually retaliate in kind, and he would retaliate as hard as he bullied her.
The final result is often that the two people get into a fight under the orange tree, and the oranges fall to the ground. When they are pulled apart, both of them are bruised and swollen.
The Shia in front of him obviously does not have this kind of personality, not to mention that he is not very familiar with the other party and has only been a freshman in the same period for less than a year...