The results of two wins and three losses are just a less ugly loss for Fang Mobei's second team. Although Gu Yiyi can't change anything with one against two, if Fang Mobei and Sheila can win this round, then It's just a draw.
Perhaps for most people, even a draw in 6V7 can be considered a victory, but for Fang Mobei and others, a draw is also a failure, which can only be said to be not that ugly.
The Sheila team was not very satisfied with this result, especially when they saw that their side lost in a 2-on-1 situation and lost the winning point of a complete victory.
"Finally we have to fight," Sheila said, twisting her waist.
Fang Mobei changed his previous relaxed attitude, because he knew that the next battle would not be as casual and noisy as before. One can imagine the pressure brought by a veteran B-level physical practitioner.
There were more officers in the grandstand room than before. Perhaps they had heard about the battles between B-level taijutsu practitioners, or they wanted to witness the first Tiangong to win the Knight Medal.
"Who do you think has a greater chance of winning?" Fan Zhuoxin turned his head and asked Mi Shaotian beside him.
"Hard to say"
"Old fox, I bet Old Du on a bottle of good wine. Please tell me everything. I know that your security agency has detailed information on these ability users." Fan Zhuoxin bumped Mi Shaotian with his arm.
"Who did you bet on?"
"Of course I bet on Sheila. Sheila is a veteran B-level physical practitioner. How long has it been since Fang Mobei was promoted to B-level?" Fan Zhuoxin said confidently, "Although I am not an ability user, I have heard some things about ability users. Although They are all B-level, but their familiarity with the body and control of their strength cannot be mastered in just a few months."
"But you know, in the past few years, that man named Fang Mobei has been involved in several major operations of the Tiangong. In each of them, he had a narrow escape and was struggling on the edge of life and death." Mi Shaotian looked at Fang Mo in the field. Bei said lightly, "Only by surpassing yourself again and again can you break through the limits."
"You mean that Fang Mobei can control the power of B-level in such a short time and defeat the veteran B-level Sheila?" Fan Zhuoxin raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing that Fang Mobei could do it. "I still don't dare." believe"
"Then let's wait and see. Winning or losing doesn't matter. What matters is who has greater potential." Mi Shaotian looked at Fang Mobei who had already taken action on the field, with satisfaction in his eyes.
"It seems that the Secretary-General is very optimistic about Fang Mobei," Maxim's voice came from the door.
Mi Shaotian was okay. He turned around calmly and stood up to nod to Maxim, who was coming over. Fan Zhuoxin, who was on the side, snorted coldly and ignored Maxim's blue face.
Fang Mobei in the field has fought dozens of times with Sheila. Both of them have reservations and have the intention of exploring each other's reality. After all, every B-level physical practitioner is good at different fields, such as Physical fitness, reaction, speed, toughness, strength, etc.
Fortunately for Fang Mobei, he had already been mentally prepared and knew how arrogant Sheila was as a veteran B-level physical practitioner.
Silla was horrified in her heart. She knew very well that Fang Mobei had not been promoted to Class B for a long time, so he should still be a little green in the control and development of his body. But after the test just now, she was shocked to find that Fang Mobei He doesn't look like a taijutsu user who has just been promoted to B level.
Different from the previous group battle, which was almost a joke, this time it was a normal level battle between the two, and whether they were good or not was a real test.
"I have already highly estimated your strength, but I still underestimated you." Sheila glanced at her arm seriously.
road.
In the fight just now, Fang Mobei punched her directly in the face. She did not intend to dodge but chose to resist the punch in order to understand the strength of Fang Mobei's power.
Although she was fully prepared, when Fang Mobei's heavy punch hit her left arm, the needle-like pain spread from her arm to the entire half of her body.
She wanted to wishfully think that this punch was all of Fang Mobei's power, but reason told her that it was not, because it was entirely possible that Fang Mobei retained 10% to 20% of his power.
"I'm also surprised that my full-strength punch was blocked by you like this." Fang Mobei was a little helpless with Sheila's physical strength.
If the punch he had just hit had hit a C-level taijutsu practitioner on the arm, the arm would have broken in an instant, and the remaining force would have hit him, and even if he was not seriously injured, he would have lost his fighting ability.
However, Silla simply resisted, and only took two or three steps back.
At this time, the phalanges of Fang Mobei's right fist were feeling a slight pain, which showed that the force of the blow just now was the strongest he had ever used since he was promoted to B level.
It's not enough. This is because Fang Mobei is dissatisfied with his own strength.
The two were not in a hurry to take action, and just faced off like this. The game was not a life and death fight. There were not many battles between the same level. Both of them were smart enough to regard this battle as a trial stone.
Fang Mobei moved his shoulders and arms, trying to adjust his body to a comfortable and relaxed state. Silla opposite him did the same.
The two looked at each other and smiled, feeling each other's thoughts from each other's eyes. Since there is such a good opportunity, let's show all their abilities. Anyway, if they fight at the same level, they usually can't kill each other.
"It seems like we're going to get serious," Qi Jingyu said excitedly.
"It's a pity that Blake can't see the strength of the B-level taijutsu users in the square team." Mina shrugged.
"The gap between C-level and B-level is really insurmountable." As a B-level mental power user, Gu Yiyi, like Jiang Xiaozhu, can feel the powerful fluctuations from the body of a B-level physical practitioner better than the average person.
Now that we have thought about it, we have to let go of the fight. Fang Mobei and Sheila set off at the same time. The collision between the strong men and the strong wind made people feel heartbeat wherever they went.
There are no so-called bells and whistles in the battle between people of the same level, and there are no so-called gangster tactics. Every move is performed to the highest level possible.
After all, no one wants to take a hit like that. Even though he is not defeated, it is not so glorious if he has panda eyes.
The strong wind roared between the punches and kicks, and the officers in the stand room were even more reluctant to blink. They couldn't see clearly because they were too fast. If they blinked twice, they wouldn't know how much they would have missed. Wonderful picture.
Wonderful, really wonderful!
"Who do you think has a greater chance of winning?" Fan Zhuoxin subconsciously poked Mi Shaotian next to him with his hand.
"Hard to say"
"Old fox..." Fan Zhuoxin was not angry. He complained and stopped talking. From the beginning to the end, his eyes never left the two people in the scene.
Two minutes later, Fang Mobei and Sheila were still going back and forth tirelessly.
"Who do you think has a greater chance of winning?" Fan Zhuoxin subconsciously poked Mi Shaotian next to him with his hand.
"Hard to say"
"Old fox..." Fan Zhuoxin was not angry. He complained and stopped talking. From the beginning to the end, his eyes never left the two people in the scene.
Five minutes later, Fang Mobei and Sheila were still going back and forth tirelessly.
"Who do you think has a greater chance of winning?" Fan Zhuoxin subconsciously poked Mi Shaotian next to him with his hand.
"Hard to say"
"You've really had enough! Aren't you tired of the same questions and the same answers?" Maxim sat behind the two of them, as if his hair was about to explode.
Maxim likes to watch the game quietly, but the two people in front of him have to perform questions and answers from time to time. If the questions and answers are nutritious, then forget it, but they just repeat the same questions, which is a bit too much. .
"Oh? What is Vice Captain Maxim's opinion?" Fan Zhuoxin asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Huh, that's not a good idea," Maxim said coldly.
"Then you are lowly," Fan Zhuoxin said leisurely, "Please, the lowly General Maxim, please move elsewhere. I'm afraid our environment here will affect you."
"Playing word games with me?" Maxim tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart. "I will tell Captain Du Xinmin what happened today." After that, he stood up and walked out of the stand room.
Fan Zhuoxin squinted at Maxim as he walked away, then took a sip of water happily.
"It won't do you any good to confront him like this." Mi Shaotian frowned. He felt that Fan Zhuoxin did it deliberately to anger Maxim.
"Brother, not everything can be judged based on intelligence and data." Fan Zhuoxin tilted his head and said softly to Mi Shaotian, "There are only two deputy captains of the Tiangong, Maxim and I. Some people want us to be harmonious. But some people want us to be incompatible with each other. Do you think this is just a check and balance?"
"Is it for the so-called appeal?" Mi Shaotian said calmly.
"This is very important. The captain is at the pinnacle of power of the Tiangong, and our two deputy captains are the captain's spokespersons.
Although the Tiangong is one of the three interstellar carriers of the Earth Federation, you and I both know that 80% of the Tiangong was built by our Chinese nation, and most of the people on this ship are also Chinese.
Do you think that people from all countries are harmonious in Tiangonghao
It’s impossible. Racial discrimination and national discrimination still exist. "
"Then you are still at odds with Maxim, aren't you splitting the Tiangonghao!" Mi Shaotian's tone gradually became stiff.
"If there is no one to guide, it may be bad. If there is someone to guide, then everything will be under control.
Besides, since water and fire are destined to be incompatible, why should they be mixed together? Fan Zhuoxin shrugged.
"Maybe this is the so-called politics," Mi Shaotian sighed.
Fan Zhuoxin just turned his head and looked at Mi Shaotian who was sighing without saying anything.
"I don't like such complicated things," Mi Shaotian said with relief.
"What the Security Bureau does is not simple," Fan Zhuoxin said meaningfully.
"It's because there are too many complicated things in the world that the Security Agency needs to simplify them." As he spoke, Mi Shaotian looked directly into Fan Zhuoxin's eyes. "Do you think I am willing?"
Fan Zhuoxin laughed, and Mi Shaotian also smiled helplessly, but in his smile, his eyes flashed.