Chapter 459: Six Forms (2)
"Sprinting, the skill of releasing psionic energy, through the human body conduction, superimposing psionic energy on the soles of the feet to form a short-term high-pressure energy, under the high pressure, the leg muscles form more than ten steps in an instant, and the superposition of physical strength and energy explodes through the soles of the feet , using the reaction force to form an instant impact storm. Features: power eruption."
This time, the black shadow didn't fight against each other, but turned to Mu Fan, bowed, and his legs suddenly began to tremble at a speed beyond the visual response.
The time to stay in place is only a short moment.
boom!
Like a roar when a cannonball rushed out, the black shadow disappeared in the next second!
No, it didn't disappear, but formed an afterimage on the retina and rushed towards him directly.
"Derivative technology, rushing and attacking."
The black shadow hugged his shoulders suddenly, Mu Fan's dynamic vision captured this movement, but his body was only staggered by less than one centimeter, and the black shadow slammed into his arms fiercely.
Click!
Mu Fan could hear the sound of his sternum and ribs shattering, and the blood in his heart stopped for a short time even after being hit, and black vision appeared.
Mu Fan's figure flew high uncontrollably, and the black shadow rushed past, but the attack was not over yet.
The legs of the black shadow who rushed more than ten meters behind Mu Fan quickly stepped on the ground again, and the energy compressed to the extreme even caused abnormal muscle fluctuations and distortions in the calf.
"Derivative technique, rushing parabola!"
boom!
This time it really bounced like a cannonball, at a frighteningly fast speed.
With both fists close together on the top of the head, the black shadow was like an anti-aircraft gun fired angrily, hitting Mu Fan hard in mid-air before he landed.
Click!
Feeling a heart-piercing pain from the lumbar spine, the spine was broken in an instant.
Before his consciousness disappeared, Mu Fan's last thought was, if only he could soften his body...
There is only one place where Mu Fan has a psychological shadow on PO Battle.net, and that is the 341 training base. Every time I see a fighter instructor, it's not a complete training if I don't experience being tortured and killed more than a dozen times.
The familiar vertigo, the familiar return of consciousness.
Mu Fan's body returned to normal, and he subconsciously touched his lower back, feeling lingering fear.
"Sprinting, training movements, engraving."
This time the time was shortened a bit, only 84 nether energy circuits, all of which were concentrated on the legs and soles, but the requirements for physical fitness were clearly put forward, and those who did not meet the standard training were very likely to be disabled.
To be honest, this violent attack method is far more attractive to Mu Fan than the previous two.
This has almost reached the rush speed of the gift of relief!
And there is not such a strong load on the body!
At this time, an excited thought suddenly appeared in his mind, and Mu Fan's eyes were frighteningly bright.
What if... use rushing in the state of gift release?
What a scene it would be! ?
However, the reality did not give Mu Fan more opportunities to dream, and Mo Handa's calm voice continued to echo.
"Fourth style, twist. There are 244 nether energy lines."
"Twist, use psionic energy to bind your own muscles, forcibly change the shape of the muscles into a helical structure, perform a short-term muscle-tearing twisting and accumulating force, and violently blow out the twisting and compressing force at the moment the muscles recover, causing injuries beyond the limit Heavy injury. Regarding this pose, it is recommended to perform it after practicing softening the body."
Seeing the black shadow turn towards him again, Mu Fan felt terrified.
Haven't you been doing demos all the time? Do you want to use this trick on yourself?
Recalling the scene where his spine was broken in mid-air just now, Mu Fan shook his head desperately.
No matter, if you want to come over, I will fight back!
Absolutely cannot sit still.
Mu Fan's eyes turned hard, his toes were slightly separated, and he stood on the spot.
Arms folded.
"Cross Arm Guard!"
That black shadow directly attacked Mu Fan with the sound of wind.
Extend your arms forward, then bend your arms and press back.
At this moment, Mu Fan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinprick.
He thought he suddenly saw a wave-like shaking on the black arm, passing layer by layer from the palm to the shoulder.
The muscles of the upper arm instantly doubled in size!
With that kind of diagonal wave, the right arm is like a huge screw.
"Derivative technique, four-style twisting and impact drill!"
Mu Fan chose frontal defense, he wanted to see how strong the impact would be under his full defense state.
The fists are getting closer and closer.
When the front of the fist was right in front of his cross arm, Mu Fan suddenly saw the solidified thread on the opposite right arm spin rapidly in reverse again.
The diagonal waves shook from the shoulders to the forearms, and the muscles returned to their original shape in an instant, but Mu Fan felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart.
Soi Ying's fist finally touched Mu Fan's arm.
This is a head-to-head confrontation!
There was a sudden pause in his figure, and he stepped back and stepped on the ground, catching it!
The smile on Mu Fan's face froze before it had time to bloom, because the violent force immediately surged after the fist touched.
One's own arm is like a wall, and the opponent's fist is like a hammer drill running at full speed.
Then it was pierced in an instant.
The place where the arms were crossed was punched into an abnormal depression, and the bones were broken.
Mu Fan was punched more than ten meters away and fell heavily to the ground.
There was also a deep hole in the heart, which was not broken, but Mu Fan was speechless, his eyes were protruding and he was breathless.
Cardiac death.
The black shadow returned to its place, and Mu Fan's body solidified again.
Now it is obviously a spiritual world, why does it feel almost the same as reality? The real sense of death makes Mu Fan feel the pain from bones to blood vessels to nerves every time he suffers a serious injury.
"Hanging, training movements, engraving."
This time it took longer than last time, and Mu Fan could clearly see the life-like energy pouring into all the muscles of the limbs, while the impact drill just used only his right arm.
Mu Fan gritted his teeth and endured the pain of being imprinted with patterns in his spirit. He was looking forward to the complete appearance of these six styles!
"Fifth type, steel. 40 nether energy lines."
There are only 40 lines, how can there be so few?
"Psychic energy infuses the heart, accelerates blood flow, forcibly increases muscle strength, and doubles the short-term endurance of the body. The whole body is like steel, and at the same time, it can achieve damage shock. Features: It is difficult to move during use, and it has super defense."
Hei Ying looked at Mu Fan again, and this time Mu Fan gritted his teeth and shouted, "Come on."
But after he said it for tens of seconds, the black shadow didn't move, just stood quietly in front of him.
what happened?
At this time, an iron rod condensed out of Hei Ying's hand, and he gave it to Mu Fan.
Then cross your arms in front of your chest and stand upright.
Holding the stick in his hand, Mu Fan was a little dazed, is it the time for him to attack this time?
But looking at the posture of the shadow, there should be no doubt.
Defensive skills need to be tested by offense.
So Mu Fan held the stick behind his back with one hand, raised the long stick in his hand after a step, and then slammed it down.
"Derivative technology, steel mechanical arm."
After Mu Fan heard such a plain sentence, he saw the muscles on the opponent's arm completely stretched.
After expanding to a limit, it smoothed out strangely.
With a strength of level 21, the iron rod hit Sombra's arm heavily.
Boom.
Mu Fan really felt that he had hit the mecha with this stick, and because of the force, it even hurt his jaw.
What about the opposite arm?
Not a trace of out of shape at all.
An arc rose and then disappeared, and the black shadow's arm returned to its original shape.
Mu Fan even wanted to grab the opponent's arm to have a look, but the black shadow didn't give him this chance, but retreated to the spot.
"Steel, training movements, engraving."
When the voice recalled again, and those flowing pictures were forcibly engraved in his mind, Mu Fan gritted his teeth and felt the subtleties inside.
Infusing the heart with psionic energy to accelerate blood flow to achieve muscle strengthening, rather than forcibly squeezing the body, this is almost a non-injured and weakened version of the endurance increase in the gift of relief.
Strong, unexpectedly strong!
This is already the fifth style, Mu Fan took a deep breath, under Mo Handa's calm teaching, he has truly persisted to the world's peak fighting force, his fighting spirit is now surprisingly high!