Vol 2 Chapter 22: 0 heavy rain

　　 Mu Fan, who had eaten the second round of twenty luxury packages in the room, didn’t know what Sampjie’s expression was outside.
　　 Anyway, Mu Fan was full of burps!
　　 The lunch of 3W stars is simply...The waywardness is to the extreme, I am afraid Master Harry has never eaten it like this in his lifetime.
　　 When Mu Fanmei was full, immediately put on his helmet, excited he would report his own experience and experience to the fighters.
　　 After entering in a familiar way, Mu Fan saw the fighting standing there, and suddenly had an urge to step forward and ask.
　　 Instructor, don’t you have to eat?
　　The fighter pacing in the black shadow saw Mu Fan, his face under the cloak smiled, threw a short club, and then the metal short club in his hand violently rotated and hit.
　　 Just after Mu Fan took the short baton, he saw the weapon that had already been swung, leaving no room for it.
　　 The numbness of his scalp exploded, and Mu Fan subconsciously entered a dark breathing state, and the palm stick suddenly rotated while exerting force and then lifted up.
　　 The two sticks met at a position more than ten centimeters above Mu Fan's scalp, and the two metal short sticks that were also rotating rapidly collided.
　　嗞! Sparks flickered in the darkness, and Mu Fan felt that his right arm was almost unable to support, but he successfully defended the attack.
　　The fighter stood up with his hands closed, admiring the green eyes throbbing under the cloak.
　　 "Yes, have you already practiced during the time you disappeared?" The fighter said something.
"Well, I have used it once in reality. It is more powerful than I thought, and it is more natural than using it in the battle net, but it requires more muscles." Mu Fan honestly said his feelings. .
　　 "Very good, you can mention this to show that you have understood the essence of the first paragraph."
　　 "But the instructor, why do you feel that something is always missing in some key positions?" Mu Fan asked again.
　　 "Almost? Ha ha." The fighter's hoarse voice was smiling.
　　 "You are too curious, kid, it's not time yet." The fighter still didn't explain too much, and then the short stick was placed on Mu Fan's shoulder like lightning, pressing Mu Fan and unable to move.
　　 "Stop talking nonsense." The fighter indicated that Mu Fan's top priority now is to master these martial arts as quickly as possible.
　　 "Yeah." Mu Fan understood that the fighter instructor was cold-hearted and nodded respectfully.
　　 "Very well, let me teach you the second paragraph, The Thousand Rain of Redemption! Look carefully."
　　 The meaning of killing and killing suddenly spread, Mu Fan had a bad feeling.
　　The fighter instructor’s fingers were pressed against the short stick one by one, and the five fingers held it in a strange posture. Then Mu Fan saw the fighter instructor flash ten meters away from him in an instant.
　　 Pull the right hand to the limit like a bow, point the stick directly at yourself, hold the back of the right palm with the left hand, and squat.
　　The breath permeated the whole body.
　　The figure of the fighter in Mu Fan's eyes is gradually fading, the aura of perception is gradually disappearing, but the sense of crisis is mastered.
　　 Two green lights light up under the cloak!
　　Then the tip of the wand in the hand of the fighter turns into ten, ten strokes into a hundred, split again like stars in the sky, and the rain is violent with the wind!
　　 Mu Fan felt that all his retreats were sealed, and the tip of the club with the intent of endless killing was drawn into a raindrop that filled the entire space in his vision.
　　 But this rain has a breath of death.
　　 There is no way to avoid it.
　　 Ten meters will arrive in no time.
　　 Mu Fan exerted force with both fingers, the short stick quickly rotated, the muscles twisted and formed between the stick wind knife wheel, and then swiped. He wants to use the knife wheel formed by fanatical cutting to cut a space where he can survive.
　　 Great power strikes!
　　 When the weapon in Mu Fan's hand touched the raindrop incarnation, he realized that he had underestimated the attack at this moment.
　　 Only a thin space was cut out by his own knife wheel, and then the all-permeable raindrops hit him.
　　 Within one second, countless stick figures came out through their bodies, and then retracted at the same time in an instant.
　　The fighter stands quietly.
　　 Mu Fan's body is full of holes.
　　 Mu Fan has a fierce face, but he can't even stretch his facial muscles. His eyes are surprised and unwilling, and he falls to the ground sadly.
　　 The light and mist disperse, rebirth.
Mu Fan was panting. The oppressive moment just now was too strong. It was difficult for him to use the same seven-stage redemption technique. The feeling of the short stick piercing his body was simply too painful, and the muscles were filled with terror. The feeling of poking a round hole on the tip of his club has been replicated countless times on his body. With one blow, his muscles were torn and bones shattered.
　　 But soon the light in Mu Fan's eyes lit up, which meant that the fighters would teach him this trick.
Sure enough, the fighter saw the light in Mu Fan's eyes, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Thousand Fierce Rain, the only breaking skill in the seventh stage of redemption. With a point of breaking, using the state of dark breath to bless, gather the whole body's power at one point. , Then hit it out, close your eyes."
　　 Mu Fan nodded.
　　The fighter stretched out his palm again and pressed it on Mu Fan's head.
With the flow of information, Mu Fan once again saw a whole set of complicated power modes. Hundreds of changes must be completed in less than a second. More than half of the body's muscles must be mobilized. If there is no dark breath, it would be really difficult. Do it.
　　 Mu Fan began to try, but this attempt reached midnight.
　　 Su Xiaomi at the front desk was still wondering why the foodie didn’t order any more meals, so those who could eat didn’t even eat dinner?
　　 Could it be change?
Absolutely not.
　　 Mu Fan's eyes were already red. He practiced in the PO battle net for twelve hours, and he left his hunger and fatigue behind. The difficulty of Thousand Lieyu has increased by half compared to the zealous cutting, and I feel that my dark breath is running to the extreme, I am afraid that he can perform 70% of the requirements of the fighter instructor.
　　 is not enough!
　　 If the remaining 30% can reach Mu Fan, it feels like a world away from now.
　　 When the time quietly pointed to two o'clock in the morning, the fighter instructor had been watching this kid quietly for more than twelve hours.
　　 During this twelve-hour period, I started from the most basic practice without complaining or laziness. What he saw in Mu Fan was the perseverance and persistence that made him extremely satisfied.
After seeing Mu Fan's movements start to lose shape, the fighter instructor suddenly said: "Stop, today's training is over, your mental state has begun to drop~EbookFREE.me~I'm okay!" Mu Fan's concentration did not stop. .
　　 "This state is not conducive to practice at all, go to rest, and then you can try actual combat tomorrow." The fighter instructor spoke in a deep voice, looking at Mu Fan's back.
　　 The short stick in his hand spins rapidly, and suddenly the green light on both ends soars, and then two green blades appear, which form an aperture as the stick rotates. Mu Fan, who was still practicing, didn't even notice the situation behind him.
　　 squinted at Mu Fan in front of him, the fighter pulled his arm back, and the green nether energy rose sharply.
　　 Lift the stick, pull it diagonally, raise it, and retract it.
　　 A green half-moon energy blade came out unexpectedly.
　　 Mu Fan's consciousness, who was piercing a thousand fierce rains, just felt something wrong, and his consciousness went into darkness.
　　The combat-powered Mu Fan was chopped diagonally by this green blade, split into two, fell to the ground and dissipated.
　　 Then Mu Fan found that he was forcibly kicked out of Base 341 by the system.
　　 Well, those who don't listen to the instructor will not work. Before he died, Mu Fan made a miserable face after he fancy tortured himself again.
　　 offline!
　　Mu Fan lying on the bed quietly looked at the ceiling, thinking in his heart.
　　 Who should I go to fight tomorrow?
　　 Where is the opportunity for Qian Liyu's breakthrough?
　　
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