An old and dilapidated cloak appeared, and two long green flames lit up from the darkness.
An outline emerged, and in his hand was still the thick and simple metal short stick.
The fighter instructor finally appeared in front of Mu Fan.
"Boy, have you been in trouble recently?"
The old voice sounded like he was reminiscing with an old friend, but his tone was very calm.
Mu Fan scratched his head, "It's just a small matter, but I feel that I need your guidance now."
"In what ways?"
"Strength, speed, martial arts, and then the coordination of personal strength and mecha level."
The metal-covered gauntlet rotated as the fingers intertwined, and the metal rod slowly rotated in the palm. Two long green flames flickered for a moment, and then the head under the cloak raised.
Mu Fan still couldn't see through the black fog.
"Have you seen the existence of higher force? Have you felt the pressure from others? And then you feel that your ability is not enough to cope with it all, right?"
After three questions in a row, the fighter's voice was still dull and weathered.
Mu Fan nodded and shook his head.
"I have seen a higher force, so I am working hard towards him!"
"I feel the growth and progress of others, so I know that I still need to continue to work hard to surpass them!"
"Instructor Fighter, I would like to ask you to teach me new fighting techniques."
Mu Fan straightened his body, stood upright, and bowed at a ninety-degree angle, with incomparable respect in his voice!
This is the real instructor fighter who has been with him since his fate changed, an old and wise peerless strongman!
"Boy, this is why I have always admired you. In you, you always have a fearless belief in facing difficulties and the will to move forward under any circumstances."
"You said that seeing higher levels of force can help you set goals and work harder?"
"Yes!" Mu Fan replied seriously.
"Even if the goal is higher and further, you won't be discouraged?"
"Yes!" Mu Fan's eyes were firm.
"Are you afraid of facing death?"
"Don't be afraid!"
"Can you bear the pain of crushing your body again and again?"
"I can!"
Mu Fan looked determined and his voice was ringing!
"Very good, let me tell you bit by bit."
"Strength and speed, I talk about these two together, because these two things are basic and one is indispensable."
"First of all, power! This is the foundation of a warrior! One force can defeat all methods, and there is no end to the pursuit of power. Whether it is you or an external object, power determines the damage you can cause. If you want to make your power stronger,
, in addition to training, it is also training to make your strength infinitely close to the limit of your body."
"Use your secret hall barrier!" A powerful instruction came from under the cloak, and a short stick was thrown casually by him.
Mu Fan's spirit was shaken. The moment he caught the short stick, his bones exploded, and the heart-breaking sound reappeared.
The specially enhanced optical brain helmet simulates Mu Fan's state very close to reality.
First, the short sticks in his hands alternated and changed, then they turned into afterimages in the blink of an eye, and finally they were almost invisible.
Now that sighing invisible barrier was finally erected in front of Mu Fan.
Green light flickered faintly, and the cloak in front of Mu Fan suddenly lifted up.
This time Mu Fan finally saw the fighter instructor's arm clearly.
The gray-white arm was extremely thick, with countless scars crisscrossing it. The dark golden armor only covered the small part of the shoulder and the forearm.
In his shining metallic right hand, he held the cold short stick carved with countless fine lines.
There was a low sound of metal friction, and the short stick suddenly spun upright in the palm, and then raised its arm back.
"First of all, let me tell you what despair means when your power reaches its extreme!"
Two faint green flames surged, that was the gaze of the fighter instructor!
It was like a majestic mountain suddenly standing in front of me, and an involuntary feeling of inferiority emerged that made me feel insignificant.
Bang!
Like the roar of a super-heavy cannon, I felt the ground tremble.
The next second, the arm connected to the cloak on the opposite side disappeared from the place with a violent sound of wind.
Mu Fan suddenly raised his head and looked up into the sky.
The fighter is on top!
Because he didn't hide his identity at all.
This was the first time that Mu Fan saw a fighter who always presented himself as mysterious and calm, showing such a violent side.
"Boy, let me set a goal for you in today's class!"
Mu Fan was so overbearing that he could not breathe.
Mu Fan clenched his teeth, and the wall of sticks in his hands instantly compressed to the front. The opponent's momentum was so powerful that it was despairing!
"strength!"
The figure in the air reached the top and fell instantly.
He didn't even see the afterimage. The rapidly spinning short stick was held in his hand and reached a position less than 10 centimeters above Mu Fan in the next second.
Time froze at this moment, Mu Fan bit his teeth, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of the fighter instructor's mouth.
boom!!
The moment when the short stick in the fighter's hand intersects with the short stick in Mu Fan's hand.
From the arms to the back and spine, then the waist and leg bones, countless popping sounds were made instantly.
The short stick in Mu Fan's hand was smashed into a long "V" shape in the middle.
Bones were broken and blood vessels were squeezed and swollen.
And his body instantly became half a meter shorter.
Bang!
Blood mist exploded all over the sky.
Not even the slightest pause.
The short stick in the fighter's hand was smashed... to the end!
The short stick was still spinning without a trace of blood.
The combatant's cloak shook, and he put his arms into it. He looked at the mutilated corpse on the ground calmly, and stretched out his left hand to shake it.
The starry sky rolled in, and the intact figure of Mu Fan appeared again.
Mu Fan put his hands on the ground and gasped for air.
Phew~
Phew~
That scene just now...
It was as if he was holding a short stick to withstand a heavy punch from the mecha.
The result was that his whole body was beaten to pieces.
He finally understood how ordinary humans felt when they were massacred by mechas.
It was a feeling of powerlessness that was being crushed from body to mind.
The fighter didn't speak, just looked at him quietly. If it weren't for the virtual space, Mu Fan's back would have been soaked with cold sweat.
"Instructor! Is this your real power!?"
The fighter's green eyes stared at Mu Fan silently, and finally said: "You have seen the tiger insects of the Zege tribe, but have you seen the tiger insects that are ten times larger in size?"
ten times……
I'm afraid the chelicerae can penetrate the mecha with just one blow!
Mu Fan shook his head, a little confused.
The fighter's aged and nostalgic voice came out from under the cloak, but his calm tone made Mu Fan's scalp explode instantly.
"I have cut fifteen thousand six hundred and three in my hand."
The fighter tilted his head and looked at Mu Fan quietly, a faint smile suddenly appeared in his tone.
"What? It feels incredible, doesn't it?"
"There are a lot of that kind of zerg on our planet. They are called King Guard Bugs. Their shells are more than ten centimeters thick, and their length and width are nearly three times that of ordinary tiger bugs. As for their strength, they can knock over tanks. And in my case
During the trials when I was young, I often encountered this kind of Zegur. The result is very simple, if it doesn’t die, I will die.”
The fighter was just stating a fact, but Mu Fan was excited.
Just imagining that scene, a punch can penetrate a thick shell that is harder than steel, is extremely fascinating!
"Is this a power that humans can achieve?"
Mu Fan asked excitedly.
"Human? 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 point is that you have practiced Dark Breath."
Dark Breath?
This is just a breath-taking martial skill that hides breath and enhances perception. What does it have to do with strength?
"Since we have set a goal for you, it proves that you and I think you have the potential to reach this level. Because you are destined to be extraordinary. You are the inheritance of my family in this world, and you are my disciple, Mohanda!"
"Instructor, what's your name...!?" Mu Fan suddenly raised his head. This was the first time he heard a fighter instructor actually say his name.
"My name is Mohanda!"
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