The old, tattered cloak revealed, and two faint green flames lit up from the darkness. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A silhouette emerged, and in his hand was still the heavy and quaint metal short stick.

The fighter instructor finally appeared in front of Mu Fan.

"Boy, have you been in trouble lately?"

The old man's voice was like reminiscing with the same old friend, but the tone was very flat.

Mu Fan scratched his head, "It's just a small thing, but I feel like I need your guidance now." ”

"In what ways?"

"Strength, speed, martial arts, and then the coordination of individual strength and mecha level."

The metal-covered hand armor rotated slowly in his palm with the staggered movement of his fingers, and two long green flames flickered for a moment, and then the head under the cloak lifted.

Mu Fan still couldn't see through the black fog.

"Do you see a higher force being? Feeling the pressure of other people? And then you feel like you're not good enough to handle it all, are you? ”

After three questions in a row, the fighter's voice was still flat and vicissitudes.

Mu Fan nodded and shook his head.

"I've seen higher force, so I'm working for him!"

"I feel the growth and progress of others, so I know I need to continue to work hard to surpass them!"

"Gladiator Instructor, I would like to ask you to teach me new martial arts techniques."

Mu Fan's figure was straight, he stood upright, bowed ninety degrees, and his voice was extremely respectful!

This is the real instructor who has been with him since his fate changed - a martial artist, an old and wise peerless powerhouse!

"Boy, that's why I've always admired you. In you, there is always a belief that you are fearless in the face of difficulties, and you have the will to move forward in any situation. ”

"You say that seeing a higher level of force can make you set goals and work harder?"

"Yes!" Mu Fan replied heavily.

"Even if this goal is higher and farther, will you not be discouraged?"

"Yes!" Mu Fan's eyes were firm.

"Are you afraid of death?"

"Don't be afraid!"

"Can you endure the pain of crushing your body again and again?"

"I can!"

Mu Fan's expression was resolute, and his voice landed soundly!

"Very well, then I'll tell you little bit."

"Power and speed, I put these two together, because these two things are basic and indispensable."

"First of all, power! This is the essence of a martial artist! There is no end to the pursuit of power, whether it is you or a foreign object, power determines the damage you can cause. If you want to make your strength stronger, in addition to training, it is also training, so that your strength is infinitely close to the limits of your body. ”

"Use your dark hall barrier!" A majestic command came from under the cloak, and a short stick was thrown casually by him.

Mu Fan's spirit was shocked, and the moment he received the short stick, the bones on his body exploded, and the tooth-sore sound reappeared.

The specially strengthened light brain helmet simulated Mu Fan's state extremely close to reality.

At first, the short stick in his hand staggered, then turned into an afterimage in the blink of an eye, and finally became almost invisible.

Now the sighing invisible barrier was finally erected in front of Mu Fan.

The green light flickered faintly, and the cloak in front of Mu Fan suddenly lifted.

This time, Mu Fan finally saw the arm of the martial artist instructor clearly.

The gray-white arms were extremely thick, with countless scars crisscrossing them, and the dark golden armor only covered the small part of the shoulder and the forearm.

In his right hand, which shimmered with a metallic sheen, he grasped the short stick that was coldly carved with countless fine lines.

With a muffled sound of metal grinding, the short stick spun abruptly in his palm, and then his arm was raised back.

"First of all, let me tell you, when the power reaches the extreme, what is called despair!"

Two dark green flames skyrocketed, and that was the gaze of the gladiator instructor!

Like a majestic giant mountain standing in front of him in an instant, that involuntarily makes people feel a sense of inferiority complex.

Bang!

Like the roar of an overweight cannon, I only felt the ground tremble.

In the next second, the cloak on the opposite side connected and the arm disappeared in place with the sound of a violent wind.

Mu Fan looked up at the sky suddenly.

Fighter - he's on it!

Because he didn't hide his presence at all.

It was the first time Mu Fan had seen a fighter who had always shown a mysterious and calm image, showing such a violent side.

"Boy, then in today's class, I'll set a goal for you to chase!"

The domineering attitude that treats everything as nothing, almost oppressive, Mu Fan is out of breath.

Mu Fan clenched his teeth, and the stick wall in his hand instantly compressed to the front, and the opponent's momentum was so powerful that it was desperate!

"Strength!"

The figure in the air reached the peak and fell instantly.

I didn't even see the afterimage, the rapid spinning short stick was held in his hand, and in the next second, it reached a position less than 10 centimeters above Mu Fan.

Time froze at this moment, Mu Fan gritted his teeth, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of the martial artist instructor's mouth.

Rumble!!

The moment when the short stick in the fighter's hand intersected with the short stick in Mu Fan's hand.

From the arms to the back spine, then the waist and leg bones, there were countless popping sounds in an instant.

A long "V" shape was smashed out of the middle of the short stick in Mu Fan's hand.

The bones are broken, and the blood vessels are squeezed and swelled.

And his body instantly shortened by half a meter.

Bang!

A bloody mist exploded in the sky.

There was not the slightest pause.

The short stick in the fighter's hand slammed into ...... Finally!

The batons were still spinning, not a single trace of blood stained.

The brawler's cloak flickered, put his arm into it, looked at the mutilated corpse on the ground faintly, and lightly stretched out his left hand to shake it.

The starry sky rolled in, and the intact figure of Mu Fan reappeared.

Mu Fan put his hands on the ground and gasped for air.

Call~

Call~

That scene just now......

It's like holding a short stick to carry a heavy punch from a mecha.

The result was a beating and shattering.

He finally understood what it was like to be slaughtered by mechs.

It was a feeling of powerlessness that was crushed from body to mind.

The fighter didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, if it wasn't for the virtual space, Mu Fan's back would definitely be soaked in cold sweat.

"Instructor! Is this your true power!? ”

The fighter's dark green eyes looked at Mu Fan quietly, and finally spoke: "Have you seen the tiger insects of the Zege clan, but have you ever seen a tiger insect that is ten times larger in size?" ”

Ten times ......

I'm afraid that the chelicera under a single blow can penetrate the mecha!

Mu Fan shook his head, a little dazed.

The voice of the fighter's vicissitudes and some nostalgia came from under the cloak, but the calm tone made Mu Fan's scalp explode instantly.

"I've slashed fifteen thousand six hundred and three."

The fighter tilted his head and looked at Mu Fan quietly, and suddenly a faint smile appeared in his tone.

"What? It feels incredible, doesn't it? ”

"There are a lot of them on our planet, they have a name - the Guards King Worm, the shell is more than ten centimeters thick, the length and width are nearly three times that of ordinary tiger insects, and as for their strength, they can knock over a tank. And in the trials of my youth, I often encountered this kind of zeg. The result is also very simple, it doesn't die, I die. ”

The fighter was only stating a fact, but Mu Fan's heart was stirred when he heard it.

Just imagining that one punch is enough to pierce a thick shell that is harder than steel, and it is incomparably fascinating!

"Is this the power that humans can reach?"

Mu Fan asked excitedly.

"Humans? Of course not, how could I be human. ”

The fighter's sudden answer made Mu Fan freeze on the spot.

"However, you can, because with your bloodline, it is absolutely impossible to be an ordinary human race, and the most important thing is - you have cultivated the Dark Breath."

Dark breath?

This is just a breathing martial art that conceals the breath and improves perception, what does it have to do with strength?

"Since you've set a goal, it's proof that you think you have the potential to reach this level. Because, you are destined to be extraordinary, you are the inheritance of our people in this world, and you are my disciple of Mo Handa! ”

"Instructor, ...... your name!?" Mu Fan looked up suddenly, it was the first time he had heard the martial artist instructor really say his name.

"My name is Mohanda!"

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(To be continued.) )