Shape Moon Simulation: Start strategy for the Greek goddess!

"Hum, Amres, do you think that under my personal supervision, Moran and Webb might have cheated? Or do you think that I, Lord El-Melloi, have less discernment than you?"

"No! no! I didn't mean it!"

Kenneth's character is very aristocratic and arrogant.

However, he hates magicians who do not follow the rules even more.

Especially magicians who violate etiquette.

Fortunately, Amleth is just a little short-sighted, and he will not argue with a student..Unless it’s a student who wants to quarrel with him.

Just like Moran.

"hateful! Damn it! It's all you guys! Just defeat you all! No problem!"

Amreth's brain gave up thinking.

He really couldn't figure out how Moran solved Kemiah.

However, he could think of one thing clearly.

He had to defeat Weber and Moran here, otherwise he might lose his past experience. All honors.

Even the future of a magician

"Weber, stay away."

"Eh?"

"That guy Amres is going to have sex. If it affects you, don't ask me for medical expenses. I am poor."

When Weber heard that, he immediately retreated and vacated the battlefield.

In this battle, he wanted to help but was unable to do so.

It was exactly the same as what Moran said.

"Give me! Get down!"

Amreth launched an offensive against Moran first.

The strong wind whipped up by his fist was like a roar that could tear the eardrum.

It roared and rushed towards Moran one after another.

"Oh, let me play with you."

Molan was playing like he was playing in the flowers. He did not choose to finish Kemia with just one punch.

He seemed to turn into a butterfly dancing in the strong wind, dodging the furious punches of Amres one after another.

There was still a tattoo on his face. A smile as deep as a crescent moon.

To Amleth, it was a mockery

"Hide and hide! Are you a flying insect? ?"

"Ah, then you can’t even hit flying insects? Or do you expect me to catch your fist with my face like an idiot?"

"Go to hell!"

Amreth's teeth were so hard that they were about to break.

If he hadn't been unable to curse in Kenneth's class, he probably wouldn't have wanted to greet Moran's parents.

This bastard is so hateful!

He looked so angry that he wanted to Amrez exploded.

Moran also gradually stopped smiling.

He leaned back slightly to avoid Amrez's flying knee.

"Got you!"

Amreth showed a ferocious smile.

He twisted his body as if to release all the resentment he had received, injected it into his right foot and stepped on it with the released magic power.

The cone-like right toe pointed directly at Moran's chest.

"Classmate Moran!"

Camus couldn't help but feel nervous when she saw this.

She hoped that the miracle that Moran had just defeated Kemia would show up again this time.

Her right leg was like a bullet shooting out quickly.

She was about to kick Moran.

However, Mo Lan stretched out his hands to grab his ankles in advance, stopping Amrez from further attacking.

It was as if he had expected this move.

The two people's fighting experience was not at the same level.

Click——!!

Crisp and ear-piercing. There was a sound of broken bones.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud sound of flesh hitting the ground.

Moran grabbed Amreth's right foot and slammed it to the ground.

At the same time, his ankle was also crushed.

"Guah....Asshole....！"

Amrez could only land on his toes.

The mobility of his right foot was half disabled by Moran.

Not only was the attack ineffective, but he was also counterattacked

"Oh, thank you for the compliment. This is a long-lost ancient Greek fighting technique taught to me by a long-winded master. The most impressive thing he said to me is - as long as you catch it, you must destroy it, and this is Pankrasin."

Molan said with nostalgia for his thoughtful explanation.

The centaur sage had put in a lot of hard work to train him to learn it.

Thanks to him, he became a hero.

I still use him to this day. Martial arts taught

"This body is still a bit unfamiliar to use.....I'll have to review all of Chiron's lessons later......"

Moran moved his muscles and said helplessly.

The body in his simulation is battle-hardened and can perform Pankrasin at a master level using only his subconscious mind.

Now, for the first time, this body uses Pankrasin.

At most, he only has the two powers he originally used. If he wants to reach the strength of the heroic period, he may have to retrain for several years.

From the perspective of a master, his movements are full of loopholes.

But, in the eyes of others, it is not the case

"Pankrasin....？"

Kenneth muttered in confusion.

His attainments in self-defense were not high.

But Pankrasin still knew to some extent that this was a fighting martial art that even Alexander the Great and Spartan army soldiers had to devote twenty-five years to learning.

It has long been lost in modern times.

This fighting technique is only mentioned in books.

In ancient Greece, Pankrasin also had another meaning, that is——""All the power."

From Moran's movements and techniques, he is like a master who has reached the highest level. It is unclear how he inherited this ancient and mysterious school.

Although the definition of getting stronger with age is ambiguous.

However, magic Master is used to being in awe of ancient things.

How many surprises will Moran bring to him?

"Never mind Pankrassin! I'm going to kill you——！"

Amreth's sanity was overcome by rage.

I was initially considered an excellent student by everyone, while the other party was an inferior student considered trash.

Now, why those people.

Want to look at yourself with such pitiful eyes?

Anxiety to restore past honors, annoyance at encountering unreasonable things. Amleth could feel that something was constantly being lost, but he could only be angry and unable to get it back.

Another charge towards Moran.

But the result is still so cruel that it makes people laugh.

Although his magic circuit is much better than Moran, the quality is far inferior to Moran.

Not to mention, Moran knows how to control accurately.

Only five magic circuits are enough for him to crush Amrez

"Gu! ah——！"

Amreth was countered by a furious attack.

Unexpected developments came one after another, and his conscious reaction could hardly keep up.

It's like a video mixed with fragments.

The figure of Moran punching continuously in his eyes.

Like a waterfall, like a torrential rain, the rapid changes coming like a raging wave.

It was even suspected that the heartbeat rate had changed suddenly, but Moran still held on and continued to attack.

He had already been beaten to a bloody head in this rain of punches.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the nose is bruised and the face is swollen.

At this moment, Amreth discovered it.

Moran didn't even apply magic to his fists.

Magic is injected into the limbs only when they move, like the compassion the Iron Giant exerts on kittens and puppies.

It's so humiliating that it makes me want to bite my teeth again.

This can't be called a battle.

Moran suppressed Amrez relentlessly.

The experiences are different, the perspectives are different, and the dimensions of existence are different.

Vulnerable, this is what is called unparalleled!......

Ps: Stop scolding, don’t scold, the author knows his mistake and will finish writing the modern plot within today, and will not be sloppy......Woo woo woo.....(tears).

On my knees, all readers.

Just think of this modern plot as a transitional buffer.

Simulation will follow shortly.

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