Chapter 112 Thousand Lie Rain
Mu Fan, who had already eaten the second round of 20 luxury set meals in the room, had no idea what Sampjie's expression was like outside.
Anyway, Mu Fan burped!
The lunch of 30,000 star coins is simply... so willful to the extreme, I am afraid that Master Harry has never eaten like this in his lifetime.
When Mu Fan was full, he immediately put on his helmet, and he was so excited that he wanted to report his experience to the fighters.
After entering in a familiar way, Mu Fan saw Wu Dou standing there, and suddenly felt an urge to step forward and ask.
Instructor, don't you need to eat?
The fighters pacing in the black shadows saw Mu Fan, and smiled on the face under the cloak, threw out a short stick, and then violently spun the short metal stick in his hand.
As soon as Mu Fan took the short stick, he saw the weapon that had already been swung, and he was so fierce that he didn't leave any room for it.
The numbness of the scalp exploded, and Mu Fan subconsciously entered the state of dark breathing, and the short stick in the palm of his hand suddenly spun and then lifted.
The two sticks met at a position more than ten centimeters above Mu Fan's scalp, and the two metal short sticks that were also spinning rapidly collided fiercely.
Hey! There were faint sparks splashing in the darkness, and Mu Fan felt that his right arm was about to lose its hold, but he successfully defended the attack.
The fighter stood with his hands back, appreciative in the beating green eyes under the cloak.
"That's right, haven't you already practiced the period of your disappearance?" the fighter pointed out.
"Well, I've used it once in reality. It's more powerful than I imagined, and it's more natural than using it in Battle.net, but it requires more muscles." Mu Fan honestly expressed his feelings .
"Very good, you can mention this to show that you have grasped the essence of the first paragraph."
"However, instructor, why do you always feel that something is missing in some key positions?" Mu Fan asked again.
"A little bit close? Hehe." The fighter's hoarse voice carried a smile.
"You're too curious, boy, it's not the time yet." The fighter still didn't explain too much, and then the short stick was placed on Mu Fan's shoulder like lightning, and Mu Fan couldn't move.
"Stop talking nonsense." The fighter indicated that Mu Fan's top priority now is to master these martial arts as quickly as possible.
"Yes." Mu Fan understood that the instructor of the fighters had a cold face and a warm heart, so he nodded respectfully.
"Very good, let me teach you the second paragraph, the thousand torrential rains of redemption! Watch carefully."
The intention to kill suddenly overflowed, and Mu Fan had a bad premonition.
The fighter instructor's fingers were attached to the short stick one by one, and the five fingers were held in a strange posture. Then Mu Fan saw the fighter instructor flicker to a place ten meters away from him in an instant.
The right hand is drawn to the limit like a bow, the tip of the stick points directly at oneself, the left hand supports the back of the right palm, and half squats.
Breath pervades the whole body.
The figure of the fighter in Mu Fan's eyes is gradually fading, and the breath in his perception is gradually disappearing, but the sense of crisis is overwhelming.
Two green lights under the cloak lit up!
Then the tip of the stick in the fighter's hand turned into ten, ten strokes and hundreds, splitting again like stars in the sky, and the heavy rain came violently with the wind!
Mu Fan felt that all his escape routes were blocked, and the tip of the stick with the intention of endless killing formed a raindrop that filled the entire space in his vision.
But the rain smelt of death.
There is no way to avoid it.
Ten meters away in an instant.
Mu Fan exerted force with his two fingers, and the short stick spun rapidly, twisting his muscles to form a wind saber wheel, and then swung. He wants to use the knife wheel formed by crazy cutting to cut out a space where he can survive.
Giant force strikes!
When the weapon in Mu Fan's hand came into contact with the raindrop incarnation, he realized that he had simply underestimated the attack at this moment.
My own knife wheel only cut out a thin space, and then the all-pervasive raindrops hit me.
Within a second, countless stick shadows came out through the body, and then retracted at the same time in an instant.
The fighters stood still.
Mu Fan's body was riddled with holes.
Mu Fan's face was ferocious, but he couldn't even stretch his facial muscles, his eyes were full of surprise and unwillingness, and he fell to the ground sadly.
The light and mist dissipated and was reborn.
Mu Fan was gasping for breath. The oppression at that moment just now was too strong. It was difficult for him to parry with the 1st stage skill that was also the 7th stage of redemption. The feeling of piercing his body with the short stick was simply too painful. The feeling of a round hole being poked out by the tip of the stick was repeated countless times on the body, the muscles were torn and the bones were shattered under one blow.
But soon Mu Fan's eyes lit up, which meant that the fighter would teach him this move.
Sure enough, the fighter saw the light shining in Mu Fan's eyes, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Qian Lie Yu, the only attack technique in the seventh stage of redemption. It breaks the face and uses the state of dark breath to bless the whole body to one point , and hit out, eyes closed."
Mu Fan nodded.
The fighter stretched out his palm again and pressed it on Mu Fan's head.
As the information flowed, Mu Fan once again saw a whole set of complicated power-generating patterns. Hundreds of changes had to be completed in less than a second, and more than half of the muscles in his body had to be mobilized. If there was no dark breath, it would be really difficult. do it.
Mu Fan started to try, but this attempt lasted until midnight.
Su Xiaomi at the front desk wondered why the foodie didn't order any more food, so the person who could eat didn't eat dinner?
Could it be that he has changed his gender?
Absolutely not.
Mu Fan's eyes were already red. He practiced on PO Battle.net for 12 hours, and his hunger and fatigue were completely forgotten by him. Qian Lieyu's difficulty has been increased by half compared to Frenzied Cut, and I feel that my dark breath can be used to the extreme to display 70% of what the fighter instructor requires.
Still not enough!
If the remaining 30% can reach Mu Fan, it will be a world of difference from now.
When the time quietly pointed to two o'clock in the morning, the fighter instructor had been quietly watching this kid for more than twelve hours.
During these 12 hours, I just started from the most basic practice, without any complaints or laziness. In Mu Fan, he saw the perseverance and perseverance that made him extremely satisfied.
After seeing Mu Fan's movements start to lose shape, the fighter instructor suddenly said: "Stop, today's training is over, your mental state has begun to decline."
"I'm okay!" Mu Fan didn't stop concentrating.
"This state is not conducive to practice at all, go to rest, and then try actual combat tomorrow." The fighter instructor said in a deep voice, looking at Mu Fan's back.
The short stick in his hand spun rapidly, and suddenly the green lights at both ends skyrocketed, and then two green blades appeared, forming a circle of light with the rotation of the stick. Mu Fan, who was still practicing, didn't notice the situation behind him at all.
Squinting to look at Mu Fan in front of him, the fighter pulled his arm back, and the green phantom energy rose sharply.
Lift the stick, pull it diagonally, raise it, and retract it.
A green half-moon energy blade came out of the body unexpectedly.
Just as Mu Fan, who was stabbing Qian Lie Yu, felt something was wrong, his consciousness entered the darkness.
The powerful Mu Fan was slashed obliquely by the green blade, split in two, and fell to the ground and dissipated.
Then Mu Fan found himself kicked out of base 341 by the system.
Well, if you don't listen to the instructor, you can't do it. Before he died, he killed himself again in a fancy way, and Mu Fan made a sad face.
offline!
Lying on the bed, Mu Fan quietly looked at the ceiling, thinking in his heart.
Who should I go to fight tomorrow?
Where is the opportunity for Qian Lieyu to break through?
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