The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Just when Soshyan and Saivita wrestle with each other, the other two entered the training ground.

One is the technical sergeant Rogers. He holds an instrument in his hand to record the state of the Terminator during combat and provide data for subsequent adjustments.

The other is Ustad, who was summoned here by Thor.

"Team commander..."

Seeing that his battle group commander was beaten so helplessly to fight back, Ustad seemed surprised. Although he heard that an "veteran" had arrived in the battle group, he didn't think the opponent was able to surpass it. You’s strength, but now I look at——

Sweat dripped from Soshyang's face, the lightning sparked by the collision of the sword and the halberd dazzled the eyes, and the afterglow in the field of vision was dazzling.

"I didn't mean to call these kids, I didn't want to embarrass you."

Saivita suddenly said that his breathing was slightly fluctuating due to the fight.

Soshyan only noticed that someone else came in at this time, and he glanced at it immediately.

At this moment, Savita sensed his distraction and immediately slammed his halberd towards Soshyang's lower plate.

"Yeah--"

Realizing that he was distracted, Soshyang whispered, leaning sideways to avoid the blow, and then swung his sword.

The gray pulp also rushed into his blood vessels at this moment.

The blade hit the halberd's head, barely blocking it at the last moment.

Despite Soshyang's use of gray pulp, Savita is still gaining the upper hand.

The Terminator's battle armor strengthened his physical strength and was far greater than that of Soshyan. The young captain must hold the Sacred Flame Sword in both hands, only in this way can he catch the heavy blow blessed by the opponent's huge armor.

"Don't just get beaten."

Saivita spoke, each other's weapons rubbing against each other, sprinkling a string of sparks on the deck.

"You have to learn to observe when I move and when I attack, driving the Terminator to fight you are like playing chess, and every physical movement must be planned carefully."

Soshyang stabbed a sword in response, but before he raised his hand, Saivita's halberd swept over from the right side, and he had to defend again.

"then."

Suddenly, Savita stepped back, raising the halberd in a ready position.

"Don't rely too much on the brute force the Terminator gives you. You have to use force, not force."

These two vocabularies contain countless subtle differences, but it is difficult to fully understand if you listen to them. Soshyang can only concentrate completely? Observe every subtle move of the other party.

In the blink of an eye? The halberd cleaved down, like a waterfall falling from a mountain stream? It was majestic and extremely natural.

With a bang? Soshyang felt his arms numb, and his sword was knocked to the ground.

"You come to attack."

Nodding silently? Soshyang picked up the sword from the ground, and Savita assumed a completely defensive posture.

Between the two heartbeats? When their weapons whispered and collided again? Soshyan stopped using Grey Marrow.

This made his movements much slower than before.

"The Terminator's defense is not absolute. There are many things in this universe that can break it. You still have to distinguish what attacks can be resisted and what attacks must be dodged."

Saiweita's defensive actions have become more primitive? Instead of using halberds? Instead, use his arms to reach Soshyan's sword.

"For example, you don't need to care much about this kind of weak chopping."

Soshyang's teeth were closed tightly, aching, and he heard Thor's faint laughter from afar.

Then it hit Saivita's halberd like three attacks like rain, and the sparks that ignited returned to his face.

But Soshyan remained silent.

"carry on."

He strode forward with his sword in both hands? Responded with a slash with his head, and Savita easily blocked the opponent's attack frontally? But others could also hear the servo engines in his shoulder armor and arm armor resisting Sosh. Yang's power kept screaming.

The crow prince smiled when Soshyan withdrew his weapon, and then blocked several rounds of the opponent's attack? Soshyan's toothy smile was returned every time.

"To be honest, I was reluctant when Sol asked me to do this job? It was not that I was stingy? It was that you were not qualified to handle this kind of armed forces."

Isn't Soshyan without pride? Any fighter is like this.

He can accept his failure and bear the humiliation, but Savita's mockery makes him bloody.

The young war captain intersected with the rebellious eyes of thousands of years ago, and Savita saw the burning anger in it.

Then Soshyan's attack became less and less like a rehearsal-the swing became swift and the hit became heavy.

"This is just like a word."

Savitar slowly stepped back, simply blocking the parry, and stopped fighting back.

Soshyang thought he was gaining an advantage, but the other party was laughing all the time, with a seductive meaning.

This made him rush up desperately, slamming his shoulder against the chest of the Terminator's armor, and then the long sword pierced upwards diagonally.

If it succeeds, then--

"Ah."

The halberd's halberd swayed away from Soshyan's sword like flowing water. At the same time, Savitar also pinched Soshyan's throat with an undifferentiated flow, and lifted the opponent amidst the roar of the hydraulic joints of the Terminator's armor. .

Soshyan's boots left the deck, breathing unsustainable, and could only struggle.

"You can't be called a good student, reckless and irritable."

The Tao Gang on Saivita's hand armor gradually tightened on Soshyang's neck, and the other two fighters immediately wanted to rush up when they saw this, but was stopped by Sol.

He didn't say anything, but shook his head to signal the two of them not to be nervous.

"Also love to be clever."

Suddenly, Saivita let go, Soshyang's boots finally landed, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"But it's not hopeless."

Soshyang looked up at him, slowly letting his squeezed throat breathe again, unable to speak for a while.

"stand up."

Although Saivita still spoke very coldly, but reached out to him.

Soshyang took the opponent's arm, and then took advantage of his strength to stand up, but the hard fight just now caused some impact, and he shook it twice before standing still.

"You are commendable for two points. The first is that you are bold enough. Although sometimes you may become reckless~www.ltnovel.com~, a reckless warrior is better than a coward. Second, you are very adaptable. It seems awkward at times, but you are at least changing."

Saying that, Savita raised her head and yelled at Rogers not far away:

"Dolly, have the data been recorded?"

"Ah, uh... it's recorded!"

"Don't forget what I told you!"

"Well, I'm already doing it."

"What do you ask Rogers to do?"

Soshyang finally spoke, although his voice was still hoarse.

"A set of training equipment. Now if you wear the Terminator directly, your bones are easily broken by some idiots, so you have to use simple equipment for training first."

After speaking, Savita put the halberd on his shoulder.

"Well, that's it for today, I'll call it a day, and continue tomorrow."