Chapter 988 "Care" From My Brother

boom!

Morea stabbed into a floating cannon that was almost fired at his face under the control of Desley. With the blessing of martial arts arrogance, the handle in his hand was just like a toothpick compared to the floating cannon. His long sword pierced it directly, and pure white and dazzling arrogance appeared from the other end of the floating cannon.

When this white spot first appeared, it was just a small spot, but this spot expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then spread, directly dividing the entire floating cannon in two.

Then, the wreckage of the floating cannon with an extremely smooth cross-section split, but there was no tendency to fall down at all, because Deris manipulated it and directly slapped it towards Morea as a brick.

"The profession of star armor division is really shameless!" Seeing the wreckage of the floating cannon that was attacked by the left and the right, Morea patted with his left hand and kicked out with his right foot, leaving marks on the two wreckage respectively. A clear palm print and footprint.

At the same time, the power generated by the physique he had tempered for more than ten years acted on the two wreckages, knocking them into the air from a distance. With such a huge force, Desley temporarily lost control of her.

And after destroying and flying the floating artillery remnant, Morea pulled in the distance with Desley again, martial arts fist strength, and sword qi, armed all the star armors who wanted to get close to him, and All attacks are forced away.

The violent Martial Dao qi was reckless, mixed with splendid energy ripples, over the arena. One after another Star Armor was shot out of the arena by Morea with incomparable strength.

There is also a distance limit for the Star Armor's manipulation of the Star Armor. After a certain distance, the Star Armor will be cut off from the connection with the Star Armor.

And this distance is determined by the level of the star armored division and the fit of Yuxing's talent. Moreya doesn't know how far Daisley's new home is out of control, but it doesn't matter, he just needs to do his best to fight Just fly every Star Armor.

"Desley, the teeth are a little tighter, it will hurt a little, remember not to cry." When Morea approached Desley less than five meters, he smiled and said to Desley, and then between the smiles, he 's fist landed on Desley's breastplate.

Pong!

When Morea's fist landed on Desley's breastplate, a faint ring of air spread, and in the next instant, Desley turned into a white shadow and fell straight into the arena.

Boom!

When it came into contact with the star armor on Daisley's body, the ground was instantly hit with a crater more than one meter deep.

The broken stones splashed everywhere, and the entire arena shook slightly under Desley's impact.

Some spectators sitting in the stands felt the vibrations coming from below, and they all stood up immediately, some with expressions of shock and anger on their faces, some with gloating, and some with pure expressions of watching a good show.

"I said, are these two really brothers and sisters? This is too cruel!"

"If you read it right, Desley's star armor seems to be broken. If the star armor is broken like this, then her body will be hurt even more. Tsk, Desley seems to be the first since I have an impression. It's been beaten like this."

"There is a grudge between the two of them!"

"Is this guy a man? Such a beautiful little sister can do such a ruthless attack. If it were me, it would be too late for me to love her."

"But unfortunately, this is someone's sister, not yours."

...No matter what the mood or emotion of the audience in the stands at this time, it has nothing to do with Desley lying in the crater at this time, at this time, she has been stabbed in the chest. Pain drowned.

"cough!"

A slightly rust-smelling liquid poured out of his throat, and his chest felt a little numb, but as time passed, the numbness of the inner bones in his chest suddenly turned into a tingling sensation that made people want to scream. .

But at this time, Desley remembered what Morea said before throwing her fist at her, so she clenched her teeth tightly and didn't let herself scream. There was also a sense of anger and grievance in her heart that could not be expressed.

"Can you still stand up and continue fighting?" At this moment, a calm voice came from above her, the girl opened her eyes, and suddenly saw a man in plain clothes who stepped into the air under the white arrogance. A slender figure in a row.

"Yes." With resentment, suffocation and a trace of unwillingness in her heart, Desley squeezed a word between her clenched teeth.

"If you can, stand up quickly. If you are on the battlefield, as my enemy, if you lie on the ground for so long, you are already dead." Morea looked down and lay in the crater, breastplate The girl whose face was covered with cracks spoke in a flat tone.

"But this is an arena, not a battlefield."

The girl who was inexplicably aggrieved in her heart stumbled to endure the stinging pain in her chest, and stood up from the ground, and as she moved, she felt the stinging pain in her chest getting heavier, and she knew that her bones were pierced by her. The older brother was interrupted. But he just thought about that sentence in his heart and didn't say it.

"Now, do you admit defeat to me, or choose to continue fighting with me?" Morea fell to the ground and looked at the girl who was dripping blood under her visor, and asked in a flat tone.

At the same time as he asked the question, he also labelled his sister a greenhouse flower, and he still knew what kind of injury he had caused to Desley just now.

Didn't it just break seven or eight ribs and injure the internal organs? With this little injury, he was still lying on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. At first glance, he knew that the injury was too little.

"Unless I fall to the ground and can't even move my fingers, otherwise, you can't think of me admitting defeat."

"Well, even though I'm a little bit better, my fighting spirit is commendable, and it's not bad." Hearing Desley's words, Moreya's face showed admiration, "As my sister, you can't do it at this level, in the future If you have time, I will take time to practice with you!"

"??!" Hearing Morea's words, the girl's face froze, she just heard something. After this brother who had never met before beat her up this time, it wasn't enough, and he wanted to beat her a second time, a third time?

Have a grudge? Well, it seems that there is. It seems that because of her birth, Oaks divorced his mother and made him a child of a single-parent family. But the problem is, this kind of thing shouldn't be a disadvantage, right? She's taking the blame for her brother.

"Hmph, brother, if you want to fight with me, I will accompany you at any time." The girl's attitude suddenly became tough when she realized that her brother was "malicious" towards her.

"Well, yes, take out your melee weapon, let me see what your melee level is. Although you are a star armored division, you also have to learn how to fight the enemy at close range."

Morea nodded, he didn't actually have any malice towards Desley, he just found out that this little girl's character seems to be good, and her talent is considered outstanding in this world, so he has cultivated Think about it.

As for how to cultivate it, of course, it is in the way of the Titans. At first glance, his sister knew that there were too few battles. The so-called battles before should be playful, otherwise they would not have such a low tolerance for pain.

When his younger sister is used to having her hands and feet broken, and her body is pierced from time to time, her combat effectiveness will definitely increase a lot, not to mention the degree of tolerance for pain.

Morea thinks there is no problem with this way of fighting, he was raised like this when he was a child. He remembered fighting as a child with Heloise, a sparring partner his father had brought for him.

In one battle, he had more than ten or twenty bones on his body. As for his internal organs, it was a common occurrence. His skull was lifted several times by Heloise.

Of course, Morea didn't intend to lift Desley's skull in future battles. After all, she was also a pretty and beautiful little girl, so she couldn't be so cruel.

...

Pong!

With a dull metal collision, Desley flew out with a few pieces of white new armor, hitting the wall at the edge of the arena, and a little bit of bright red blood spilled from the gap in the star armor to the ground.

After a gorgeous long sword swirled in the air for a few laps, it was immediately inserted into the ground, and the blade trembled slightly.

"Can you still stand up?" Morea, who had completely changed her attitude towards Desley, approached slowly.

"Yes." The girl who was in pain all over her body replied, gritted her teeth, and then forced herself to stand up from the ground.

"Desley, what are you going to use to attack me now? Weapons are the second life of a martial artist, and the same is true for you. In your current state, your melee weapons are the key to your chances of winning. , but you let it out of your control."

Morea moved forward slowly. At this time, he was like a victorious villain, showing off his power in front of the loser and giving a high-level preaching.

"I'm a star armor master, and it's not a big problem for me to lose my weapon." The girl who was beaten "maliciously" by her brother for a few minutes retorted.

"Really? Then you recall your weapon and try it now."

"Humph!" The girl stretched out her hand and made a move towards the long sword that was inserted less than ten meters away from him, and then this gorgeous long sword trembled and was about to fly out of the ground.

Zheng~

The snow-white sword body reflected the bright sunlight in the sky, but just as the long sword flew up, a pure white fist slammed on the sword body, knocking it flying.

"Look, you don't have any weapons in your hands now. In front of me, you are like fish on a chopping board, let me slaughter at will."

Moreia, who had almost disarmed all the star armor on the girl in front of her, spread her hands.

"I still have a fist to use." The girl gritted her teeth, and, driven by a wave of grief and anger, rushed towards Morea with determination.