Seeing You Xin's confident look, Mo Qiong lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the meat he had thrown away. There seemed to be a few pieces missing.
In fact, he did not want to fight either. He had come out to attract You Xin's attention while Du Xiaoyu sneaked around to retrieve the meat.
At this moment, the meat he and Mike had thrown down had been reduced. You Xin had not noticed it.
After all, in stealth mode, one would not be able to detect even the slightest collision, let alone taking things away. As long as the meat on the ground was picked up, it would be ignored like the clothes on the ground, disappearing from sight.
Now, Du Xiaoyu had secretly taken the meat away while Mo Qiong and You Xin were fighting.
Hence, Mo Qiong and Mike only needed to escape unscathed.
Regardless of whether they won or not, the meat was in their hands. This was the benefit of the winner.
However, they did not expect to meet a cheat like You Xin. He was clearly in Group 5 but could bully Group 3 and 4.
This made it impossible for Mo Qiong to fool around. If he did not show some strength, he would really be beaten to a pulp.
"If you fail to sneak in, you will be beaten up. You should know that in a real mission, failure is not allowed," You Xin said as he took a step forward and disappeared.
Mo Qiong did not say anything and threw a roundhouse kick at the air in front of him.
This roundhouse kick was a metaphysical kick. In a place where there was no one, a person was forcefully kicked out.
"Haha, but stealth is really boring." You Xin was kicked out of stealth for half a second, but he was not upset at all.
"You sneaked in right in front of me. It would be weird if you didn't get discovered." Mo Qiong was speechless. If he could not predict the location when he was in stealth mode right in front of him, he would not be able to survive.
In terms of assassin footwork, You Xin was pretty good at it. However, this guy did not like to sneak around.
From You Xin's words, Mo Qiong guessed that when this guy went to steal the meat, he would purposely be discovered just like before. Then, he would say nonchalantly, "Oh my, I was discovered. Looks like I can only kill my way in."
"Cut the crap. Use your full strength and let me see the strength of Group 6's elites." You Xin stepped forward and punched.
Mo Qiong lowered his body and rolled to the right, away from his original position. Then, he disappeared from You Xin's sight.
You Xin frowned. He swung his fists twice as if he had predicted it, but he didn't manage to touch anything.
Clearly, Mo Qiong was not like him. Even if he was stealthed in front of others, he knew not to rush forward immediately.
You're forcing me to use [Eagle Eye]. " He was not like Mo Qiong, who could pass the Shooting Advancement Level 5 without Eagle Eye. The Rainbow Palette and the subsequent events all relied on Eagle Eye to pass.
Not only that, but the driving and combat tests also required the assistance of the Eagle Eye.
However, Hawkeye's duration was limited, and he didn't want to use it too much before the exam.
"I see you!"
You Xin's sharp Eagle Eyes immediately saw Mo Qiong's position. He did not know when Mo Qiong had circled behind him. Even with Eagle Eyes activated, he could only see him from the corner of his eyes.
However, You Xin not only had the strength of a bear, he was also quite nimble.
He wasn't a person who only had brute strength. Instead, he was a humanoid weapon whose physical fitness surpassed that of ordinary humans.
The moment his gaze landed on Mo Qiong, he twisted his body in the air like a tiger. The terrifying strength of his waist and abdomen instantly straightened his body. At the same time, he threw a punch like a ferocious tiger.
This punch was like a falling rock. If Mo Qiong blocked it head-on, his bones would definitely be fractured. Even if he used an iron rod to block it, he would still be hit by the rebound.
However, knowing that You Xin's physical fitness was terrifying, Mo Qiong already had a plan.
He skillfully extended his hand and went around the iron fist. Using his dynamic vision, he captured the weak point of this extremely fast punch and grabbed the key point of You Xin's arm.
At the same time, Mo Qiong leaned forward and crashed into You Xin's chest. He used his shoulder to push against You Xin's chest and placed his other hand on You Xin's waist.
"Are you kidding me? You're trying to borrow my strength?" You Xin saw through Mo Qiong's plan.
In the mixed martial arts taught on the Extreme Island, there were all kinds of techniques. Among them, there were countless techniques such as borrowing strength, diverting strength, and moving a thousand pounds with four ounces.
However, could four ounces really move a thousand pounds? Did Mo Qiong really think he was a blockhead?
You Xin exerted more strength, wanting to throw Mo Qiong to the ground.
However, the result was that Mo Qiong's well-defined muscles surged like a dragon. With this lift, he threw You Xin away.
"Scram!"
"Boom!"
You Xin's momentum was as violent as it was when he was thrown out. He rolled five meters in the air.
His sturdy body flew into the wooden house like a cannonball. He crashed into the wall and fell head first into the ruins.
"Ah!" Mike, who was at the side, was shocked at first. Then, he was overjoyed. He never thought that Mo Qiong, whose physical fitness was so far inferior, would be able to borrow strength to throw You Xin away.
You Xin, who was thrown out, shook his head and got up from the broken wood. He was dumbfounded.
With his strong body, such a terrible fall was just a minor injury. At most, it was just some bruises. His skin was not even broken.
However, this was too embarrassing. He had tested Mo Qiong's strength when he punched him earlier. He estimated that Mo Qiong had 600 kilograms of strength.
Even if the weight was removed, it would at most add another 100 kilograms. He, on the other hand, had 1200 kilograms of strength. This was the difference between heaven and earth.
However, the punch that he was so confident in was thrown out by Mo Qiong's counterattack.
Indeed, Mo Qiong did not rely on brute force, but borrowed brute force to fight brute force.
However, You Xin also knew the same technique. Both of them had mastered the Blue and White Society's Mixed Martial Arts. Under the same technique, one was so much stronger than the other. Any tricks should be useless.
Otherwise, if one could do it with little effort, how much could the other, who had a thousand kilograms, do?
You Xin admitted that in terms of combat skills, although he was not as outstanding as his physical fitness, he was not bad either. He was one of the best in Group Five.
When he saw through Mo Qiong's intention, You Xin reacted accordingly. He even twisted Mo Qiong's wrist.
Logically speaking, Mo Qiong should not have been able to throw him out immediately. When he regained his footing, Mo Qiong would not have the chance.
However, in the end, Mo Qiong still threw him out despite his injury. He lost his balance in mid-air and was thrown five meters away by the force.
"Group Six's combat skills are so strong?"
"Crushed by someone in terms of technique? This kind of thing can only be done by the first and second teams. "
You Xin looked at Mo Qiong in shock. He could not help but ask, "What's your standard in Group Six?"
Before Mo Qiong could say anything, Mike answered for him, "He's the first in our group!"
You Xin licked his lips. "I didn't expect Group Six's first to be so strong. Your wrist was already injured, but you forced yourself to injure yourself. That's ruthless."
"However, the same thing will not happen a second time! The difference in physical fitness can be made up with technique. However, you can and so can I. Aren't you still injured? "
"Throw me down again if you have the guts!"
Hearing that Mo Qiong was Group Six's first, he, who was Group Five's first, had suffered a loss. Naturally, he could not let it go. He immediately charged over fiercely.
"Tsk!" Mo Qiong rubbed his wrist. He thought to himself that the other party was a monster. His strength hurt just from a bump and hurt just from a scratch.
Although he had thrown You Xin away, his wrist was slightly sprained. However, You Xin thought that his wrist was seriously injured.
Mo Qiong had the help of Absolute Hit. In the past, when he did not know those techniques, he could also throw people away. Now that he had learned many of Lan Bai She's mixed martial arts techniques, he could easily throw people away in the most reasonable way.
When others used this move, the difference in strength was too great. It was easy to not achieve the desired effect.
However, he was different. As long as he could lift people up, he could lift them up. As long as he could lift them up, he could make them run for the moon …
Therefore, as long as he could use the move completely, even if he was injured, there would not be any flaws. He would not let his injuries worsen.
"As you wish."
Since You Xin was stubborn, Mo Qiong could only let him know what it meant to wrestle unsolvable.
Facing You Xin who was charging at him, Mo Qiong dodged to the side and at the same time, used all his strength to tackle You Xin's calf.
"Oh? Is it this move … "You Xin immediately saw through Mo Qiong's intention.
This was a move that everyone learned in mixed martial arts. It was the fourth move in the wrestling chapter. He knew what Mo Qiong was going to do after watching half of it.
It had to be said that although You Xin's combat skills were slightly weaker than Mo Qiong's, the difference was limited. He was not as ridiculously weak as Mo Qiong's physical fitness.
After You Xin lost his balance from Mo Qiong's kick, he immediately used the counter moves he learned and kicked Mo Qiong's hand in the air.
However, Mo Qiong did not use his hand. He bent down and used his shoulder to hit You Xin, sending him three meters away.
You Xin climbed up pathetically and said in a daze, "What? Which move is this? "
Mo Qiong asked curiously, "Are you asking about the first half or the second half?"
The first half was the starting stance of a leg tackle in wrestling, while the second half was the shoulder tackle in grappling.
You Xin was stunned. He reacted and said in surprise, "You combined two completely different techniques?"
"That's right. The mixed martial arts techniques in the club are all very simple and exquisite. You can learn and apply them flexibly, adapting to the situation," Mo Qiong said.
You Xin looked at Mo Qiong in surprise. The instructors had indeed mentioned that fighting techniques could be disassembled and combined. Using half of one move and then suddenly changing to another move.
However, this was too difficult. The club's mixed martial arts techniques were already perfect. Disassembling and combining different techniques might not necessarily produce the desired effect.
If the movements were not coherent and the rhythm of the force could not be connected, the result might only be ten to twenty percent of the desired effect.
You Xin knew that if the fusion was not good, he might only be able to use twenty percent of his strength in that collision.
However, Mo Qiong, with his weak body, had sent him three meters away.
He did not know that after Mo Qiong learned all the mixed martial arts techniques, he had directly achieved 'no-move'. He could disassemble all the techniques he learned and then use them according to his needs.
In actual combat, he just needed to perform according to the actual situation. There was no need to consider the effect.
It did not matter if the fusion was not good.
If Mo Qiong could send him flying with twenty to thirty percent of his strength, he did not need to use all of his strength.
However, in You Xin's eyes, with the difference between them, he would need to use at least eighty percent of his strength in the previous situation. This could only mean that Mo Qiong had perfectly combined different techniques.
"How long have you been training in the sixth group? How many of these techniques can you combine? "You Xin said indignantly. He now completely believed that Mo Qiong's fighting techniques were far superior to his.
However, he was also very indignant. The difference in physical fitness was actually made up for by techniques. This was something that only the people in the first group could do.
He felt that Mo Qiong should only have these few moves. On the other hand, so what if he was thrown a few times? His body was in great condition.
"Again!" You Xin wanted to see how long Mo Qiong could suppress him.
Mo Qiong glanced at the ground from the corner of his eyes. Seeing that there was no meat left, he shouted at Mike, "I'm not playing anymore. Let's retreat!"
Hearing this, You Xin felt that Mo Qiong was at his wits' end. He chased after him and said, "You want to leave after showing off?"
…
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
