Mu Fan's breathing rhythm at this time was completely driven by Mo Handa.
The silent light unfolded, and its arms expanded to their maximum size.
A cold light danced on the beam of light between the two short sticks.
The dark breath did not stir, but it aroused an inexplicable fighting spirit in Mu Fan's heart for the first time.
That is the pull of a similar kind of atmosphere!
What exactly is the instructor's weapon?
He seemed to feel the urgency in Mu Fan's heart.
The two palms covered by metal armor suddenly shook to the sides.
A buzzing sound.
The green light beam actually cut through it horizontally, tracing two mysterious trajectories.
Mu Fan finally saw the whole picture clearly.
It turned out to be two... lightsabers that exuded a faint green color!
With flexible movements between his fingers, Mohanda pulled out the green lightsaber into an extremely beautiful sword flower.
The one-meter-long short stick was divided into two halves, and the half-meter-long stick actually became the hilt of the lightsaber.
There is no dissonance in the hand.
Mohanda's tone sounded like a smile but not a smile.
"Boy, is this still a short stick?"
His left hand hung by his side, and the lightsaber in his right hand was pointed at Mu Fan.
From a short stick to two simple-looking lightsabers, Mu Fan couldn't adapt to it for a while.
The crystal green color has a breathtaking beauty.
Mu Fan stammered: "Instructor, your weapons are actually double swords!?"
"I have never admitted that since I am your instructor, how can I only have one kind of weapon?"
"Come on, pick up the gun in your hand and fire at me until the magazine is empty. Your mission is complete."
Mohanda was still pointing his single sword at Mu Fan.
The first time he saw the combat instructor holding a pair of lightsabers, Mu Fan felt an indescribable strength.
"Instructor, be careful."
Mu Fan still said cautiously, the rate of fire of this electromagnetic rapid-fire rifle is more than a hundred times that of a pistol.
When the trigger was pulled, the first bullet burst out of the barrel, and an overwhelming barrage of bullets hit the figure wearing a cloak and dual-wielding lightsabers opposite.
To be honest, Mu Fan was extremely suspicious of this scene.
But the moment his finger pulled the trigger.
The two lightsabers in Mohanda's hands, which were only three meters away from him, instantly turned into a green screen of light.
Buzz!
A sudden and long sound of lightsaber waving appeared in front of me.
Then Mu Fan heard the sound of falling metal.
Ten seconds.
The sound of the firing pin being fired came from Mu Fan's hand.
Buzz~
The two haloes of light flashed together and returned to the appearance of two lightsabers.
Mu Fan's eyes widened!
A well-defined arc was formed 2 meters in front of instructor Mohanda.
Everything inside the arc is clean, and there is a bullet outside the arc.
Mu Fan knelt down and picked up a handful of scattered warheads.
The luster of the metal and the heavy weight declare the reality of all this. Even in the virtual world, it is completely based on the real world.
The incisions are neat and tidy, and the left and right symmetry is so precise that you can even put the left and right halves together to form a warhead!
I thought that Ruan Xiongfeng's scene was already at its peak, but when he saw this scene in Mo Handa's hands, Mu Fan was completely shocked and speechless.
"Boy, is this a cutting bullet you want to see?"
Mu Fan raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of eagerness: "Instructor, how did you do that?"
"Use your senses well, the breath of darkness is far more powerful than you think!" Mohanda stretched his hands forward, the green light blade disappeared, then he held a pair of two broken sticks horizontally and twisted them frontally.
With a click, it returned to the shape of a short metal stick with ancient patterns carved on it.
"Use the spirit blessed by the breath of darkness to sense the trajectory of the bullet, and then mobilize your muscles to control the light blade to cut the bullet before it arrives. It's that simple." He spoke concisely and as plainly as drinking a glass of boiled water.
But Mu Fan could hear from these words the instructor's unparalleled pride in the breathing martial art of Dark Breath.
"Then other telepaths can achieve mental perception, and they also think this way?" Mu Fan asked a key question.
"Same approach but the same effect, but the effect is completely different, and the most essential driving force is missing." Mohanda explained still plainly, seeming not to take seriously the spiritual perception in the human world, even though Mu Fan mentioned telekinesis.
"Will I be able to do this in the future?" Mu Fan's breathing was rapid.
"Can."
The word "ordinary" was like a reassurance that made Mu Fan instantly feel full of fighting spirit.
"Instructor, does this mean you can teach me how to use other weapons?"
Mu Fan asked excitedly.
"of course not."
The two words that followed the long tail sound instantly threw a basin of cold water on Mu Fan.
"Why!?"
"It's just a demonstration. Regarding weapon fighting, I will still only teach you the seventh level of redemption. This is the inherited combat skill of our clan! I will not teach you any other weapon fighting until you master it! And...if someday in the future
One day, after you have mastered the seventh level of the true posture and want to learn other weapons, you can come to me." The metal short stick was spinning in the palm of the hand, sometimes exchanging it between the hands.
After talking for a long time, I still could only use this stick. Mu Fan said unwillingly: "But I have only learned three of the seven levels of redemption. Once it involves other weapons, I don't understand it at all. Instructor, I want to become stronger!"
"The reason why I teach you the incomplete three stages is because the first three stages do not require the true posture of the exclusive weapon. Want to become stronger? Then go to the depths of the starry sky to look for the Emerald Tears. When you find the Emerald Tears, I
It will make you understand everything.”
Exclusive weapons?
Mu Fan's eyes were fixed on the short stick with a faint green spin on both ends in the opponent's hand.
Instructor, you said that these two lightsabers are not real weapons, so what are your real weapons!?
Seeing the desire in Mu Fan's eyes, Mo Handa did not explain more. This is also a way to test a person's character.
A true warrior is not swayed by external factors, sticks to his heart, and moves forward indomitably toward his will!
Mu Fan took one last look, no longer obsessed with the stunning weapon at a glance, and bowed sincerely, "Thank you, instructor, for setting the goal for me. Your figure will be the direction of my martial arts progress!"
"What I mentioned about strength and speed just now is just a demonstration. I will not change your weapons for you. There is no end to the pursuit of martial arts. A master will be the one who reaches the extreme in a certain branch. I will only tell you about the training of strength and speed.
Make two requests."
"Chop with a single stick, put a weight on the top, then go to the gravity training room, push to your limit, and chop a hundred thousand times."
"Flexible weight-bearing suit, I will share the information with Hei later and let Hei hand it over to you. After putting it on, perform all daily training until you can no longer feel its weight before taking it off."
"The above two are my basic requirements. The other training expansion is up to you. I look forward to seeing your changes! When the Emerald Tears are found, it will be the day of your transformation."
Mohanda threw the short stick in his hand into the void, and with his cloak shaking, he strode towards Mu Fan.
"As for the skills, I only said about weapon fighting, and I didn't say that I won't teach you about physical fighting. Since you asked, I will teach you the purest fighting understanding I have gained from my seventy-four years of fighting."
The five fingers of his right hand were spread out, and the metallic palm of his hand was thrust straight towards Mu Fan's head. With such power, strength, and speed, Mu Fan was held down without any chance to dodge, and he was half-kneeling on the ground.
Vicissitudes of life's voice came from under the cloak: "I named these insights the Six Styles."
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