Mu Fan rubbed his fingers together strangely again, and then the broken stick that erected and rotated in his palm came straight across and began to draw a flat stick shadow that was smaller than the opposite one. The weirdest thing is that when this short stick
When it started to rotate horizontally, there was no sound of wind, as if the surroundings were in a complete vacuum environment.
Now the young man is standing on the opposite side with a tired body. His left arm is still hanging limply. He holds up the rotating stick shadow with his right hand, then extends his palm downwards and diagonally behind him!
Note that the audience here is all roaring!
They saw that as the palm of the hand turned downward, the rapidly rotating broken stick showed no sign of falling and was still spinning steadily in Mu Fan's palm.
As if being suspended in the palm by an inexplicable magnetic force, the broken stick moved faster and faster until it turned into a complete circular black shadow.
"What kind of move is this!?"
"I've never seen such a move before."
"Look at the afterimage. The rotation speed of 1578 is several times faster than the opposite one!"
When a move that no one had ever seen appeared, Mu Fan inevitably became the focus again.
"How is that possible?" Zhang Yuanren, who was watching secretly from the audience, had viciousness and surprise flashing through his eyes at the same time.
"Another one of my martial arts skills?"
Ruan Xiongfeng, who suddenly saw the turning point, couldn't help but said to himself.
So far, only two people have seen this move.
Sampjie, Su Xiaomi!
If you want to say that the one who has the most experience is definitely Sangpujie, but it is impossible for these two people to appear here now, so Mu Fan is destined to amaze the whole audience.
If you want to kill me... then go ahead.
The redemption of my skills——
Cutting Fever!
Tian Qingyun raised his hands high, and the wind whirling killing stick had been charged to the extreme, and he smashed it down with a crash.
The power that fills the sky is like a dam bursting, holding up the sky.
The young man's left arm hung still, there was still blood on the corner of his thin mouth, and his breath was quiet.
Now Mu Fan suddenly had a realization in his heart. When he fell into a deeper state of calm, it might be the opportunity for his dark breath to break through.
The stick shadows were all over the sky, and some people were already clenching their fists. From their perspective, the young man's whole body had been completely enveloped, and if nothing unexpected happened, blood would be splattered on the spot in the next second.
His eyelids drooped again, Mu Fan suddenly turned his palm to one side, and then raised it violently, from bottom to top!
The transformation from extremely quiet to violent was completed in just an instant. At this moment, the muscles broke through the limits of his body, but under the special stimulation and restraint of the dark breath, Mu Fan endured the feeling of muscles being pulled apart and torn.
The pain violently releases the power.
The dark breath spread to the broken stick with his palm, and then Mu Fan violently pulled it out with his backhand!
Cut into quarters!
The small black shadow of the stick and wind knife wheel in his hand directly faced the heavy stick in the sky.
What will be the result?
People looked at the field with wide eyes, they wanted to see whether the boy was hit hard on the ground or whether he could create a miracle.
The stick shadows all over the sky stopped.
Mu Fan raised his right hand to the top of his head, and the stick was still spinning around after breaking it.
Tian Qingyun, who was holding a long stick with both hands, had cold eyes, but the next second he saw the indifferent attitude of the boy opposite him, who didn't look like he was hurt.
Prepare to rub your body again and use your arms to exert strength.
But at this moment, his left and right hands suddenly felt empty. Tian Qingyun looked down in surprise, and then his face turned into disbelief.
One side of the long stick was broken into countless small pieces and scattered quietly.
The alloy rod body on the other side is intact and remains in the right hand.
The corners of Mu Fan's mouth pursed and his right hand dropped.
The broken stick stopped rotating and was held in the palm of the hand.
Broken stick versus broken stick!
Just for a moment, Mu Fan, caught by the powerful perception of the dark breath, completely avoided one side of the metal of the Wind Whirlwind Killing Stick, cutting and smashing the other side.
snort!
With a cold snort, Tian Qingyun held up the short metal stick with his right hand. The opponent was already fully aware of the strangeness of his weapon, and he actually pointed it out with this gesture, invisibly slapping himself hard.
Holding a stick in one hand, Tian Qingyun did not allow himself to fail. The difficulty of the boy in front of him was far beyond his imagination.
He was about to use the advanced killing move again.
But when he just raised his right hand, he saw the right arm of the boy opposite him raised at the same time.
What is he going to do?
Actually want to attack!
"Both of them raised their hands at the same time. Number 1578 is actually going to take the initiative to attack this time?"
"Yes, when you said that, you seem to have remembered that it was the military people who were attacking just now. But is this really level 17? I feel like it must be level 18 anyway."
"But this guy doesn't seem to be very good at weapon fighting, otherwise he wouldn't have been beaten to the point of vomiting blood by the opponent."
The people in the audience who didn't know the truth had no idea of Tian Qingyun's true strength, let alone that the material of the metal short stick in his hand was several levels higher than the wooden stick in Mu Fan's hand.
Mid-air Academy Observation Group.
"Why are Mu Fan and a level 17 military man still showing off so many tricks? Could it be that he was hiding his clumsiness just now?"
"You won't hide your clumsiness, but you won't be beaten until you vomit blood."
"They are quite good at playing. Now the two of them have replaced their long sticks with short sticks. Now it's interesting. It's fair, haha."
"Ha ha."
Ruan Xiongfeng, standing alone in front of the glass curtain, listened coldly to the noise in his ears, and really wanted to take action and beat this group of ignorant wastes to death.
fair?
Hum, "fairness" controlled by the military, if I let you know the true strength of that soldier, let's see if you can still laugh out loud!
Short stick?
Didn't you notice that when the long stick rotates, the acceleration at both ends is different? They are really a bunch of mediocre people with fat brains.
That kid actually completely evened the situation with that blow just now.
Is that move really my fighting style?
But the more I thought about it, the more I discovered that there were so many subsequent changes to the move just now. It seemed like this move was just the tip of a huge curtain that covered the sky.
Mu Fan suddenly raised his right hand!
Half a second faster than the opponent, the half-broken stick was held in mid-air this time as his arm was raised.
Then this time it’s the special force wrapped in the palm of your hand.
The short stick in his hand spun at a strange and extremely fast speed, and then his right arm swung with a special rhythm. After a second, it suddenly became an afterimage. More than ten raindrops instantly appeared in the sky.
If you look closely, you will see that it is the black spot on the top of the broken stick.
Tian Qingyun felt a great sense of crisis in his heart. At this moment, a fatal threat appeared on Mu Fan.
Killing skill - Rain Killing Stick!
Tian Qingyun couldn't stand the pressure of life and death anymore. The metal short stick lost the balance caused by the lightness of the wooden stick. At this moment, with all his strength, the power was astonishing. The shadow of the stick appeared again in the sky, this time more dense than last time.
The pouring rain is coming!
Oh, is it raining?
Suddenly I remembered the figure of the fighter instructor when he gave me these moves. Let them shine here today!
The second stage of redemption - Ten Fierce Rains!
Break it for me!
All the veins in Mu Fan's right arm popped out, and the muscles under the skin released amazing power under the control of the dark breath.
The stick wind howled by.
Mu Fan disappeared and reappeared behind Tian Qingyun.
Boom! In the mid-air high platform, Ruan Xiongfeng suddenly slapped the metal guardrail in pieces with a palm.
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