In the days that followed, Yalei quit his job as an anti-bag and concentrated on learning from old Farr.

Although he was reluctant to use this labor, Tucker still had to give it to old Farr's face. He also generously announced that Arei could continue to live in the hut until he attended the Flower God Festival.

Old Farr's proud skill is called "Limb Combat Blade", and when he learns the limit, he can hone his hands, feet and limbs into powerful weapons, which belongs to the white-bladed combat skills that are basically not dexterous, which is also the so-called frontal hard upper class.

Hiss!

Old Farr's beard was all open, and he swallowed a deep breath, and his old and loose muscles bulged and swelled like time going back and vitality flowing back in, full of the luster of strength:

"Boy, see clearly, what I'm showing you now is the fighting skills of the limb blade! This is a fist gun!"

Bang! The swollen and intertwined arm slammed deep into the ground, and a rock the size of a millstone ten feet in front of it bounced high.

"It's an armblade!"

The old man arched his upper body, opened his palms and thumbs to hide deeply, elbows as the origin, and his forearms popped out into a fan.

At the same time, the body also bounced out of place, and Yalei could clearly see that at that moment, Old Farr's feet pressed heavily on the ground, forming a concave.

Half an arm's length from the rock, Old Farr's arm slashed horizontally, flicking and retracting like a meteor, and the rock was moved south by the air strike, and a trace of white marks appeared on his body.

In the end, it is old, if it is young and strong, and the other arm is still there. Old Farr was confident that the blow was enough to cut a dent an inch deep.

"It's a foot axe!"

Old Farr roared, and his right leg slashed upwards like a heavy axe from top to bottom and smashed into the rock.

The rock completed its last mission, shattering to the ground with a crisp sound, and after a gust of sea breeze, there were no bones left.

Old Farr also sat on the ground with his butt and gasped:

"Whew, and the steel shield, the finger cone...... Whew, although I used to use it perfectly, now I can't use it anymore. ”

"Awesome, awesome!" said Arley as he sat down beside him, offered a towel, gave him a thumbs up, and was convinced.

"What kind of ...... is this?"

Old Farr wiped a handful of sweat, his face was pale, and he said with a little regret:

"It's a pity that I was obsessed with the power struggle at that time and didn't learn it completely, otherwise, maybe I would have really broken through the barrier and triggered the great power of natural disasters. ”

"Old man, you used to be a third-order knight?" Yalei was taken aback, as we all know, only a knight who can break through the void and reality and completely transcend the mortal body can be regarded as able to attract the power of natural disasters.

"yes...... Back then, that adult taught me this technique. At first I thought it was a treasure, but now it's a masochistic torture...... I gritted my teeth and went through the previous series of techniques, but this last one ......"

Old Farr indulged in his memories, occasionally showing a look of sudden loss, and muttered to himself:

"The last one was so painful and outrageous that I tried it once, but I couldn't keep it. Besides, just the first few articles were enough for me to mix up at that time...... After a few years, I was ready to finish this last one, but now my body function began to decline, and learning again will only hurt my body, and there is no hope for lifelong advancement. ”

"......" After hearing this, Yalei had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to say.

"The old man took a fancy to you, not only for his son, but also for the sake of accepting a student and passing on this skill.

Since you have decided to teach it to you, you must not repeat the mistakes of the old man and give up halfway!"

Yalei nodded violently in awe.

"Although the limb blade is not a profound skill, it also has the knack for tempering the fighting spirit, and after you learn it, you also have the responsibility to pass it on......! Do you really want to learn?"

"Uh-huh!" Jarley continued to nod.

"Since you're so determined......"

Old Farr stroked his chin and smiled:

"Then let's start with the penultimate chapter, the finger cone......"

A chill ran through Yalei's heart, and he suddenly felt the urge to escape.

"Whew!!!!!"

Tucker gave a rare look of pain and waved his hand, motioning for the frightened workers to continue working. Ever since the boy named Arei had been a student of Old Farr, there had been a terrible howl from that hut every day.

Now not only have the surrounding snakes distanced themselves from him, but even the chances of finding the door have increased.

As it turned out, trouble only gets worse when it's bad, and he saw one of his men rushing over:

"Boss, the boss is not good, the strips are looking for trouble again, saying that someone has accused us of abusing lynching, and is also suspected of engaging in human experiments. ”

"Leave them alone, check them, let them check them out. ”

Tucker pressed his bulging temples and rubbed them slowly.

"Whew!!!!!!"

Coincidentally, it was just right in the wooden house, and there was a scream that resembled a wolf howl.

......

"Look at it! Don't get out of here!"

Tucker yelled with red eyes, and then watched as the other man rolled and ran away.

Inside the wooden house, there was a smell of medicinal herbs, and Yalei was half-hung on the beams in the room, but his hands were tied by two iron chains, and his five fingers were spread out, and he was fixed on the wooden table by iron rings.

"You don't have to complain, this qiē is all for the last one to lay the foundation, ten fingers to the heart, this kind of pain is very clear to the old man. ”

Old Farr said in his mouth, but the small steel hammer in his hand kept knocking, simply and forcefully hitting all parts of Yalei's five fingers:

"If you want to learn the finger cone, you have to work hard for more than three years, you don't have this time, we can only choose to succeed. ”

"I--and-no-yes-no-know-, quick-turn-next......"

Yaretie's face was blue, and he inhaled a cool breath as he popped out of his teeth.

"My memory is okay, but it took me two days to memorize the first one. ”

The hammer in his hand did not stop, and Old Farr stroked his beard with satisfaction, took out another piece of parchment and spread it on the table, and took the time to sprinkle a handful of medicinal herbs on his red and swollen fingers.

"You're going to be -- yes -- too—so -- hanging—looking...... Also ― ...... quickly"

After knocking for about half an hour, Old Farr took out a wooden box and said solemnly:

"I'm going to get an injection! ”

Yalei closed his eyes tightly, biting his lip, and showed an expression of imminent death:

"Come on, if I call again this time, I'll ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the silver needles the thickness of toothpicks had pierced into his fingertips, and the remaining needles began to pierce into the bone space continuously:

"Whew!!!!!"

Yalei struggled twice, then his body shook violently, and finally he didn't move.

"Alas, fainted again...... It's ...... every time."

Old Farr shook his head, untied the young man's body, washed the residue of the medicine with water, and applied a new layer of medicine.

"But the bones are quite hard"

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