"The sixth form, Collapse Finger. 60 nether energy lines!"
"Nether energy is infused into the arm, and the whole body's strength is concentrated on the fingers, and the hardened fingertips are used to release a very fast blow. The power can easily penetrate the human body, even... steel! In terms of pure lethality, this is the strongest killing point Arrancar.
trick."
The black shadow raised its arm slightly, turned towards Mu Fan, and assumed an offensive posture.
"Again!"
Mu Fan opened his arms and looked at the figure opposite him.
The young man's face is full of fighting spirit, let him see what the most powerful killing move is!
The black shadow's footsteps hit the ground quickly.
Step forward!
The speed suppressed Mu Fan in an instant, so that he was in a state of inability to hide when he came up.
Do you want me to experience the power of Broken Finger?
The breath of darkness covered his eyes, and his vision could barely capture the opponent's afterimage.
Coming!
Mu Fan swung his right hand and began to twist his arm subconsciously, using a move that was very close to the fourth style: Tong Shi Fist to deliver a fierce punch.
Hit the opponent directly with the force of rotation.
That black shadow had no intention of attacking other parts at all, it just came straight at me!
The two fists are about to clash!
A calm voice sounded: "Derived skill, Broken Finger·Continuous Bomb!"
The shadow's fist suddenly spread out into a palm, and then the middle finger was held down by the thumb, and when the wrist rotated, it popped out at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye!
collapse!
The bottom of Mu Fan's fist was numbed instantly as if being hit by a hand cannon, and his arm was violently bounced away uncontrollably, causing his body to twist in a small arc.
The door is wide open!
The black shadow suddenly retracted its fists to its waist and abdomen.
Mu Fan only saw a wave that was similar to the situation when releasing the fourth twist, but this time it was completely opposite. The fluctuations in the skin and muscles spread from the shoulders to the wrists.
An extremely suppressed energy surged out from the shoulder, causing an exaggerated surge in the arm. The arm was like a channel of energy at this moment, but it could not withstand the energy that surged out instantly, so I saw a bulge that suddenly appeared.
The space flows from the shoulders to the palms.
Time slowed down at this moment, a strange expansion appeared on the fingertips, and one could even see the compression and collapse of the air flow.
"Derived skill, Broken Finger·Ten Bullets."
Bang!
The bullet came out of the chamber, but it was not a metal bullet, but the swollen fingertips.
Mu Fan tried his best to twist his body, but the ten fingers that were as fast as bullets touched his waist and abdomen at a speed that he could not avoid.
Plop, plop!
Instantly there was the sound of bullets entering the body.
Ho...
Mu Fan's mouth opened involuntarily, his eyes were bloodshot, but he could only let out a suppressed roar of pain.
Bang!
All ten fingers were inserted into Mu Fan's body. At this moment, a shock force came from the black shadow's wrist. The remaining force of the impact was transmitted to the body through the wrist stuck outside the body.
Mu Fan's body was heavily ejected, and blood spurted out from the ten deep holes in his body.
However, the black shadow's movement was not over yet. His right arm was suddenly raised back, and his left leg hit the ground heavily.
When this movement occurred, Mu Fan's eyes widened as he was in extreme pain. This movement...
It's so similar to his killer move!
Violent gouge - hand assassination!?
A cold voice reached my ears, and my mental vision, blessed by the breath of darkness, felt a thick and terrifying aura completely concentrated on the black shadow's right hand.
Put the four fingers together and clasp the thumb inwards.
When the exaggerated expansion of the fingertips appeared again, a voice came as expected, but this time it was two sentences in a row:
A feeling of despair came from the bottom of his heart. With Mu Fan's perception, he could only see that the other party was still leaning forward and accumulating power just a second ago.
The next second he only saw the dark figure appearing on his chest.
The moment the four fingers touched the sternum, it felt like a hot knife cutting into cheese without any resistance.
Inserting from the left breast, Mu Fan didn't even have time to open his mouth...
The entire arm instantly penetrated his heart!
The brain that lost its blood supply could still think for a few seconds before it fell into darkness.
Mu Fan, who was in mid-air, was pushed through his heart by an arm for more than ten meters before he stopped.
His left hand was placed on Mu Fan's shoulder, and his right hand was gently pulled out of Mu Fan's chest.
Bang, the breathless Mu Fan fell to his knees and fell to the ground, forming a star mist.
It condensed like stardust and reappeared, Mu Fan still maintained that dull posture in his eyes.
The movements are almost exactly the same, but one uses the weak point formed by the blood horizon to capture and explode instantly.
The other is to superimpose two techniques enhanced by psionic energy to deliver a thunderous strike with intensity that exceeds human limits.
Mu Fan suddenly let out a long breath.
It turns out that this is what it feels like to be stabbed and killed by your own hands.
The demonstration just now, dying from his own killing move, gave Mu Fan an inexplicable feeling.
Maybe the people who have died by his own hands also feel this kind of despair.
"Finger collapse, training movements, engraving."
This time the time was shortened by half, because Bengzhi's psionic energy circuits were all concentrated on his hands. Each finger was taken care of by 6 circuits, and it seemed that the routes flowing through it were thicker than before.
This really compresses all the maximum energy into the fingers.
Mu Fan felt that after the sixth form was taught, the black shadow in front of him suddenly disappeared, and then the world in front of him turned around, and Mu Fan's spirit was involuntarily sucked into it.
The strong dizziness made it difficult for Mu Fan to see the scene in front of him clearly. After about five or six seconds, Mu Fan felt his palms leave his head, and then he looked up and looked ahead.
The tall figure that seemed to be integrated with time and space stood quietly in front of Mu Fan.
I still couldn't see clearly the face hidden in the darkness, and all I could see were the two faint touches of green.
"Six forms, how do you feel?"
"Powerful, instructor, I can't find any more words to describe it." Mu Fan said honestly.
"This is my understanding of fighting. In other words, it is also an extreme exercise that extends the body's functions in six directions. It is simply impossible for you to master all six moves now. I suggest you choose two moves that do not conflict.
Practice.”
"No conflict?"
"For example, you can't practice both body flexibility and steel at the same time. All the cultivation methods are engraved in your mind. What you need to do is to master and master them through continuous exercise. The derivative skills of each style are ever-changing. Among them,
You have to find the secret by yourself. Remember what I said, don't try to learn the second form before you have mastered the first form, it will only make you different."
Mu Fan bowed and nodded.
"I won't say much about the weapons. I can only tell you that after you find the Emerald Tears and hold your real weapon, the Seventh Stage of Redemption is much more powerful than the Sixth Form!"
The fighter looked at Mu Fan with a hint of relief and imperceptible fatigue in his tone.
"Unlike Hei, my unique power does not rely on this world. The imprint just now consumes a lot of me, and I will fall into a deep sleep for a period of time. The road ahead is bumpy and rugged, I hope you will always be true to your heart. When you
When you find the Emerald Tears, you can awaken me through the darkness. On that day, you will become a true... samurai!"
A true...samurai?
Mu Fan always felt that there was a slight pause in Mohanda's words, as if he had deliberately erased the warrior's previous vocabulary.
Instructor, what is that word you didn't say?
He wanted to ask, but Mohanda turned around and disappeared into the shadows.
Just like that, under Mu Fan's eyes, bits and pieces of his figure turned transparent and disappeared, leaving only a sigh.
"Thirty years of light, forty years of darkness, exiled souls, I come from the shadows..."