Chapter 560 Who Would Understand This?

"Muscles obviously exceed the level of normal training, meat modification? No, not that advanced. Judging from the unnatural bulging of the abdomen, it should be the use of muscle-building drugs. Can such a person be trained to fight at the master level?"

Feng Xue wondered in confusion, but the sturdy man in the style of the end of the century did not give him too much time to think, and directly roared in a rather rough and loud voice:

"Bastards, get up!"

Feng Xue was suddenly confused after the roar, because almost instantly, the friends who looked like they were still in a coma got up faster than each other, but in the last second, Feng Xue didn't even notice that they were pretending to sleep!

"Is it because of the child's body that my perception is reduced? Or have I relied too much on the G·I force field recently, causing my senses to become dull?" Feng Xue tried to find the reason from himself, but in the end, he could only face a problem-

These children are all experts in pretending to be dead and sleeping!

"This is interesting..." Seeing that the dream that he thought was not challenging suddenly became different from what he expected, Feng Xue raised the corner of his mouth instead, looking forward to the next change.

There was no extra opening remarks, which should be the result of the training inserted in the middle. Feng Xue did not worry about it. Through his strong acting skills and perception, as well as the good quality of this body, he quickly caught up with the progress by imitating other friends.

But soon, Feng Xue found that something was wrong. It was not a problem of training intensity or the level of instructors, but...

This teaching method was not the kind of long-trained one, but a method of teaching newcomers. However, there was no guidance throughout the whole process. It was completely a posture of "I do it and you learn, if you can't learn it, count the balls", which made Feng Xue very suspicious whether he was simply possessed by a talented player with extraordinary talent.

After all, under this kind of teaching, being able to practice fighting to the master level is just as outrageous as a great scientist who has never been abroad or studied in a country where the average person drops out of prenatal education and is too urbanized.

This is not a question of whether it can be practiced, but before practicing, he must first solve the problem of how to survive.

"Anyway, I hope it's not too outrageous." Feng Xue muttered to himself, while following the instructor to practice those projects that were a bit childish for him, but his mind was divided into two powers, imagining the small universe and the god of poverty.

Although there is a big difference between assassination and fighting, Feng Xue is actually not lacking in close combat skills. Rather than practicing to become a master of fighting, he prefers to use the time of this mistaken dream to understand the environment and system of the star ring, and at the same time turn the feeling of the two random abilities of Kao Ge's Fury into his own structure.

"Asshole! How dare you be distracted! Come up!"

Just when Feng Xue arranged the nine stars of the Big Dipper according to the feeling of the small universe in his body, he suddenly felt a huge force coming, and then he heard the angry voice of the instructor. This situation made Feng Xue deeply doubt whether there was something wrong with his perception. He didn't even notice the obvious action of this rookie instructor.

"No, no! Even if I was concentrating on practicing the structure, I couldn't be so careless. And the fact that the little ghosts pretended to sleep before was definitely not a coincidence! But shouldn't this ability to block the breath be part of the assassination technique? Why does it appear in the fighting ability?"

As an assassination master + thief + magician, Feng Xue found it difficult to understand why someone could mislead his perception.

"You still dare to be in a daze? Are you itching for trouble?"

Feng Xue's small body of about 1.3 meters was picked up by a man with a fin de siècle style who was as strong as a bear. Under the eyes of the surrounding friends who were a little gloating, he was thrown to the open space in the middle. Feng Xue instinctively made a move to resist and resolved the damage of landing. The instructor who threw him out was rubbing his hands and showing a ferocious smile--

"This roll is quite interesting. Come on, attack me, let me see what confidence you have to dare to speak in my class..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Xue's figure suddenly rushed forward, and the alternation of fast and slow steps made him immediately escape from the instructor's sight, and he swung his fist from the blind spot of his vision.

"There are many tricks. Where did you learn them?" To Feng Xue's surprise, the instructor clearly noticed his attack, but did not dodge at all. He used his fat belly to resist Feng Xue's attack aimed at his liver, and then twisted his shoulders and slapped him!

At this moment, Feng Xue actually had a feeling of seeing a killer whale fight, but compared to the killer whale's pure power, this seemingly casual swing was not lacking in skills. He lowered his body and used his size to avoid the attack. Feng Xue suppressed the idea of ​​using the structure, put his left palm together, and raised his knees suddenly, heading straight for the instructor's lower three roads.

"That's right! Don't use that fancy fighting method, that thing is useless!"

The instructor seemed to be standing still, but Feng Xue's knee strike hit his thigh inexplicably. With the weight difference between the instructor and Feng Xue, under this attack that did not hit the vital point at all, he leaned back abnormally, and showed a painful look as if he was really hit in the balls.

But as he fell, Feng Xue only felt a burst of air.

"What kind of weird fighting style is this?" Feng Xue, who did not understand the instructor's fighting ideas at all, felt very aggrieved. The instructor was not strong or not. Although his skills were weird, if Feng Xue really wanted to kill someone, the instructor would have been dead the moment he used his belly to block the attack. He didn't even need the structure. Just by controlling the muscles of his hands, he could tear apart the muscles and fat that seemed to have full defensive power.

But the problem is that this style of fighting is completely contrary to Feng Xue's fighting skills, and it is impossible to understand why he fights like this.

The opponent can obviously dodge, but he doesn't. There is obviously a way to win with one strike, but he just doesn't use it. It feels like an FPS player seeing the enemy's head appearing in the crosshairs but not pulling the trigger. A mobile game player seeing his favorite card pool. He was able to hold back not to twitch, lsp was stunned when he saw the unparalleled beauty's hairy eyes, it was just as outrageous that he could hold back not to touch her - he didn't even not touch her, he even pretended to be Yang Wei!

"I can't understand it! I can't understand this fighting idea at all!"

Feng Xue looked at the instructor who fell to the ground and was about to pursue him, but the instructor grabbed his ankle in the same way as a child fighting.

But this time, Feng Xue finally sensed the crisis in advance. While getting out of the way of the capture, she found that the instructor suddenly jumped up and said with a dissatisfied look on his face:

"Why are you hiding! Why are you running around like a monkey! Don't do all those fancy things, this is not in your smelly ditch! When you hit someone, hit me hard, and when you get hit, hit me too. Next! Understand!”