Mu Fan, who had already eaten the second round of twenty luxury packages in the room, didn't know what Sampjie's expression was outside..? `?

Anyway, Mu Fan was full of hiccups!

Lunch for 3 stars, it's ...... Capricious to the extreme, I'm afraid Young Master Harry has never eaten like this in his life.

When Mu Fan Meimei was full, he immediately put on his helmet, and he was excited to report his experience to the fighters.

After entering in a familiar way, Mu Fan saw Martial Arts standing there, and suddenly had an impulse in his heart to step forward and ask a question.

Instructor, don't you have to eat?

The fighter who was pacing in the black shadows saw Mu Fan, his face under the cloak smiled, and he threw out a short stick, and then the metal short stick in his hand spun violently.

As soon as Mu Fan took the short stick, he saw the weapon that had been swung up, and he was ruthless and left no room for it.

The feeling of numbness on the scalp exploded, and Mu Fan subconsciously entered a dark breathing state, and the short stick in his palm rotated abruptly between the exertions, and then lifted up.

The two sticks met more than ten centimeters above Mu Fan's scalp, and the two metal short sticks that were also spinning rapidly collided fiercely.

Whew! There were faint sparks splashing in the darkness, and Mu Fan felt that his right arm was almost unable to support it, but he successfully held off this attack.

The fighter stood with his hands closed, appreciative in the green eyes that fluttered under his cloak.

"Yes, have you practiced the time you disappeared?" The fighter broke the word.

"Well, I've used it once in reality, and it's even more powerful than I thought, and it's more natural than in Battle.net, but it's more muscular??. Mu Fan honestly said his feelings.

"Very well, you can mention this to show that you have grasped the essence of the first paragraph."

"But instructor, why do you feel like you're always missing something in some key positions?" Mu Fan asked again.

"Close? Hehe. The fighter's hoarse voice was smiling.

"You're too curious, boy, it's not time yet." The fighter still didn't explain too much, and then the short stick was placed on Mu Fan's shoulder like lightning, pressing Mu Fan and unable to move.

"Less nonsense." The fighter signaled to Mu Fan that the most important thing now was to master these martial arts as quickly as possible.

"Hmm." Mu Fan understood that the martial artist instructor was cold-faced and warm-hearted, and nodded respectfully.

"Very well, let's teach you the second paragraph, the thousand torrents of redemption! Look carefully. ”

The intention of killing suddenly overflowed, and Mu Fan had a bad premonition.

The fighter instructor's fingers were attached to the short stick in turn, and the five fingers were held in a strange posture, and then Mu Fan saw the fighter instructor flicker to a place ten meters away from him in an instant.

The right hand is stretched to the limit like a bow, the tip of the stick is pointed directly at himself, and the left hand holds the back of the right palm, half squatting.

The breath fills the whole body.

The figure of the fighter in Mu Fan's eyes was gradually fading, and the aura in his perception was gradually disappearing, but the sense of crisis was great.

Two green rays lit up under the cloak!

Then the tip of the stick in the fighter's hand turned into ten, ten and hundred, and it split again like a starry sky, and the fierce rain struck violently with the wind!

Mu Fan felt that all his retreats were sealed, and the tip of the stick with endless killing intent was drawn into a raindrop that filled the entire space in his field of vision?.??. `

But this rain carries the smell of death.

There is no way to avoid it.

Ten meters is in a flash.

Mu Fan exerted force with two fingers, the short stick spun rapidly, and the muscles twisted to form a knife wheel between the sticks, and then swung it. He wants to use the knife wheel formed by fanatical cutting to cut a space where he can survive.

A great force is coming!

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.

The knife wheel only cut out a thin space, and then the pervasive raindrops fluttered on the body.

Within a second, countless stick shadows came out of the body, and then instantly retracted at the same time.

The gladiator stands silently.

Mu Fan's body was riddled with holes.

Mu Fan's face was hideous, but he couldn't even make the movement of his facial muscles, and he fell to the ground with surprise and unwillingness in his eyes.

The light and mist dissipated and was reborn.

Mu Fan gasped, the oppressive force at that moment was too strong, and it was difficult for him to parry with a technique that was also the seventh stage of redemption, the feeling of the short stick piercing his body was simply too painful, and the feeling of a round hole being poked out of the tip of the stick with terrifying kinetic energy was replicated countless times in his body, and 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 in Mu Fan's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "Thousand Fierce Rain, the only breaking technique in the Seven Stages of Redemption." Break the face with a point, use the blessing of the state of dark breath, gather the strength of the whole body at one point, and then strike out, closing your eyes. ”

Mu Fan nodded.

The fighter stretched out his palm again and pressed it on Mu Fan's head.

Information flowed, Mu Fan once again saw a complete set of complicated power patterns, hundreds of changes must be completed in less than a second, more than half of the muscles in his body must be mobilized, if there is no dark breath, I am afraid it is really difficult to do.

Mu Fan began to try, but this attempt was in the middle of the night.

Su Xiaomi, who was at the front desk, wondered why the foodie didn't order another meal, so the person who could eat didn't eat dinner?

Could it be that you have changed sex?

Not at all.

Mu Fan's eyes were already red, he had practiced in the PO battle network for twelve hours, and his hunger and fatigue were all left behind. The difficulty of Thousand Fierce Rain has increased by half compared to the Fever Cut, and he feels that his dark breath is running to the extreme, and he may be able to perform seventy percent of the martial arts instructor's requirements.

Still not enough!

If the remaining thirty percent can reach Mu Fan's feelings, it will be a world of difference from now.

By the time it was two o'clock in the morning, the gladiator instructor had been quietly watching the kid for more than twelve hours.

During these twelve hours, I started from the most basic practice at once, without the slightest complaint, without the slightest laziness. In Mu Fan, he saw the perseverance and perseverance that made him extremely satisfied.

After seeing Mu Fan's movements begin to lose shape, the fighter instructor suddenly spoke: "Stop, today's training is over, and your mental state has begun to decline." ”

"I'm okay!" Mu Fan's preoccupation did not stop.

"This state is not good for practice at all, go and rest, and then you can try to fight tomorrow." The fighter instructor spoke in a deep voice and looked at Mu Fan's back.

The short stick in his hand spun rapidly, and suddenly the green rays 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 at Mu Fan in front of him, the fighter's arm pulled back, and the green ghost energy rose sharply.

Carry the stick, pull diagonally, raise it, retract it.

A green half-moon energy blade actually came out of its body.

Mu Fan's consciousness, which was stabbing out a thousand fierce rains, just sensed that something was wrong, and his consciousness entered the darkness.

Mu Fan, who was in combat power, was slashed obliquely by this green blade, split in two, and fell to the ground and dissipated.

Then Mu Fan found that he was forcibly kicked out of Base 34 by the system.

Well, you can't listen to the instructor anymore. Before he died, he tortured himself again, and Mu Fan made a bitter face.

Line!

Mu Fan, who was lying on the bed, quietly looked at the ceiling and thought in his heart.

Who should I go to tomorrow to fight?

Where is the opportunity for a thousand fierce rain to break through?

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