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3. The Joker Is Myself

No matter what, Mo Fei agreed to the battle request with Rosinandi, which made Rosinandi feel relieved.

He just subconsciously stood up to take over Mo Fei's challenge, which was actually a bit reckless, and it was a bit unsuitable for his low-key personality. If Fei had the strange problem of beating children, he might have noticed something wrong with his brother.

I silently remind myself to be more careful in the future.

Lunch was put aside, and this challenge attracted everyone's interest. The battle venue was replaced by the place where the Don Quixote family usually used to train.

Mo Fei and Rosinandi stood opposite each other, and the height difference looked like an adult was about to beat a kindergarten child.

However, the strength comparison cannot be calculated by height. Those who dominate the world like that may not be the celestial dragons but the giants.

Rosinandi may have good strength, but among the Don Quixote family, he can be ranked in the middle, and he is incomparable to his elder brother Doflamingo. If he hadn't been his younger brother, he might not even have the identity of the highest cadre as a Red Heart.

Of course, Mo Fei wouldn't be careless about it.

As a revolutionary army whose identity cannot be exposed, he has no careless capital. This sentence was taught by the instructor during the Revolutionary Army training camp.

Mo Fei was wearing a light-colored shirt, and a white coat that looked like a doctor on the outside, with a long knife with a black scabbard around his waist, his black hair was scattered on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with an excited light of excitement.

At this time, the sun is just shining outside and the wind is gentle.

A beam of light swam on Mo Fei's body from the gap in the window, and the dust in the air jumped in the light column.

Sudden.

A cold light flashed, and the mottled light shattered behind the illusory black shadow.

【Extremely fast】

Without any warning, Mo Fei took the lead in attacking. Everything around him seemed to be frozen in his eyes, and he seemed to have turned into an illusory stream of light flashed by.

This is his ability developed based on the inspiration of the Flash in DC, and he pursues the ultimate speed.

Just a flash of sight, he had already appeared in front of Luo Xinandi ten meters away. The phantom behind him had not yet dissipated. Mo Fei took advantage of the extreme speed and slid the long sword in his hand, like a bright moon rising into the sky. The water bottle suddenly broke, the sharp blade whirled lightly, and the white blade seemed to freeze the entire space. The cold light seemed to be coming.

The sword light swept through like mercury, cutting towards the vital part between Rosinandi's legs.

——It’s really a vital thing to attack the chicken!

"Naval Style Six?" Doflamingo, who was watching the game, was shocked, and then shook his head.

He was the first person to notice Mo Fei's attack with his eyes and eyes, and he could easily tell that this was not [shaving], but another speed technique.

At this point, Doflamingo had no doubts about Mofi being able to catch all the top leaders of a naval base in one place.

Most of the Naval Base Chiefs in Beihai only master one or two of the six naval styles. They can use them very skillfully and are already considered masters.

He didn't believe that the boy in front of him only had speed, otherwise he wouldn't have been so respected by Seniol.

Unlike what Doflamingo thought, the highest cadre Diamanti lit up his eyes because the swordsmanship displayed by Mo Fei made him feel a little excited.

Diamanti is the only master in the Don Quixote family who uses swords. He is a little happy with Mo Fei's swordsmanship that has entered the house.

Experts will know if there is any one.

Mo Fei's simple sword was definitely a matter of hard work that could turn into something like the body's instinct, which made him look sideways.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he might have ended up playing with the boy for a few moves.

Everyone's reactions were different, but once this knife was released, at least no one dared to underestimate this young man anymore. The reward of 40 million yuan was not false.

No one saw the little boy wearing a spotted velvet hat hiding at the end of the crowd, with some light flashing in his eyes, which was originally full of hatred and silent, and it seemed unpredictable.

...

...

And on the scene.

Rosinandi was the one who could feel the most intuitively. He looked pale and his hair was standing upright. He really didn't expect that this young man was so wild. There was no sign of his move when he took action. It was not like a competition but a death fight. He was decisive and cruel, and he didn't look like a teenager at all. Moreover, his speed was no less than that of the Navy's Six-style Shaving.

Fortunately, his strength is not bad. When he was unable to expose himself, he retreated one after another, took a few steps in a row, and barely avoided the knife while rubbing the cold light.

The shock is still undecided.

At that moment just now, Rosinandi almost performed the Navy's Sixth Stage, and that would be done.

He dared not have any thoughts of underestimating him. He did not lack other combat experiences except skills that could not be displayed in the Navy, such as the Six Navy Styles, and his silent fruit.

Next is his counterattack moment!

Luo Sinanditi bent her knees and with the advantage of her height and length, her calf suddenly popped out and made a violent whistle. Her feet, which were almost half the size of Mo Fei, were stamped towards him like a mountain pressing down on him.

On the toes of his black leather shoes, the air made an overwhelming explosion. Just looking at the physical skills shown by this kick, it is not something that ordinary people can handle.

but……

Mo Fei raised his eyebrows lightly. He seemed to have expected this kick. He took back the knife just before Luo Xinandi made his foot, and easily retreated back and dodged.

It doesn't look like a battle, but rather a performance that Mo Fei made after knowing in advance how Rosinandi was going to attack.

In the air, several black feathers that had just been slashed by Mo Fei's sword light were swept by the airflow, and then they fell down lightly.

The air became quiet again.

However, this time, Doflamingo and other top cadres, their faces became serious, and they were even a little unbelievable.

Mo Fei's seemingly relaxed dodging just now was like predicting the dodging after the attack, reminding them of something that should never be mastered by such a young boy - the domineering spirit of seeing and hearing!

In the field, the teenager's sarcastic voice sounded.

"That's it?"

Mo Fei curled his lips, "If this is what you said is not qualified, that person seems not me."

Rosinandi's face looked a little embarrassed. He just pretended to be a clown in appearance, but he didn't expect that he really became a clown!

He knew that Mo Fei was actually showing mercy just now. If he continued to follow up after that knife, he would probably not be able to avoid it so easily, and he would not have to be injured.

Especially the moment when he just avoided his attack, if it was really that kind of ability, the young man in front of him would probably be called terrifying.

The more this happens, the more we must stop him from joining the Don Quixote family!

As soon as he thought of this, he no longer hesitated.

Swish!

A piece of paper appeared, and Luo Sinandi wrote on it.

"Come again."

"I was careless just now."

But reality is often not as he wished. A figure appeared in front of him, and the pink feathers were a little dazzling in the sun.
Chapter completed!
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