Vol 2 Chapter 227: My name, Mohanda!

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The old and dilapidated cloak appeared, and two long green flames lit up from the darkness.
An outline emerged, still holding the heavy and simple metal short stick in his hand.
The fighter instructor finally appeared in front of Mu Fan.
"Boy, have you been in trouble recently?"
The old voice was like retelling the past with the same old friend, but the tone was very flat.
Mu Fan scratched his head, "It's just a small matter, but I feel like I need your guidance now."
"Which aspects?"
"Strength, speed, martial skills, and then the coordination of personal strength and mecha level."
The metal-covered hand armor rotates with the interlaced fingers, and the metal stick slowly rotates in the palm, two long green flames flicker for a while, and then the head under the cloak is lifted.
Mu Fan still couldn't see through the black mist.
"Did you see the existence of higher force? Feel the pressure of other people? Then you feel that your skills are not enough to handle all of this, do you?"
After three questions in a row, the voice of the fighter was still flat and vicissitudes of life.
Mu Fan nodded and shook his head.
"I have seen a higher force, so I am working hard against him!"
"I feel the growth and progress of others, so I know I need to continue to work hard to surpass them!"
"Fighter instructor, I would like to ask you to teach me new fighting skills."
Mu Fan was straight, stood upright, bowed at ninety degrees, and his voice was very respectful!
This is the real instructor who has been with him since his destiny changed—the fighter, an old and wise peerless strongman!
"Boy, this is the reason I always admire you. In you, there is always a fearless belief in the face of difficulties, and the will to move forward under any circumstances."
"You said that seeing greater force can make you set goals and work harder?"
"Yes!" Mu Fan replied repeatedly.
"Even if this goal is higher and farther, won't you be discouraged?"
"Yes!" Mu Fan's eyes were firm.
"Are you afraid of facing death?"
"Not afraid!"
"Can you endure the pain of crushing your body again and again?"
"I can!"
Mu Fan's expression was firm and his voice was loud!
"Very well, then I will tell you a little bit."
"Strength and speed, I put these two together, because these two things are basic and indispensable."
"First of all, strength! This is the foundation of a martial artist! One force breaks the ten thousand laws, and there is no end in the pursuit of power. Whether it is you or a foreign object, power determines the damage you can cause. I want to make the power stronger. In addition to training, it is training to let your strength infinitely approach the limit of your body."
"Use your secret hall barrier!" A vigorous instruction came from under the cloak, and a short stick was thrown by him casually.
Mu Fan's spirits were shocked, and the moment he received the short stick, his bones burst, and the sour voice reappeared.
The specially strengthened optical brain helmet simulates Mu Fan's state extremely close to reality.
First, the short sticks in his hand changed alternately, then turned into afterimages in the blink of an eye, and finally approached invisible.
Now that sighing invisible barrier finally stood up in front of Mu Fan.
The green light flickered faintly, and the cloak in front of Mu Fan suddenly lifted up.
This time Mu Fan finally clearly saw the arm of the fighter instructor.
The gray-white arms are extremely sturdy, with countless criss-cross scars, and the dark golden armor only covers the small parts of the shoulders and the forearms.
The shining metallic right hand grasped the short stick with countless fine lines carved in it.
There was a low metal rubbing sound, the short stick suddenly spun up in the palm of the palm, and then the arm raised back.
"First of all, tell you what despair is when the power reaches the limit!"
Two faint green flames soared, that was the eyes of the fighter instructor!
Like a huge mountain standing in front of him instantly, that involuntary and small inferiority complex emerged.
boom!
Like the roar of an overweight cannon, only the ground trembled.
The next second, the arm connected to the cloak on the opposite side disappeared in place with a violent wind noise.
Mu Fan suddenly raised his head and looked up into the sky.
Fighter-he is on it!
Because he didn't hide his figure at all.
It was the first time that Mu Fan had seen a fighter who had always shown a mysterious and calm image, showing such a violent side.
"Boy, in this class today, let me set your goals for you!"
Mu Fan, who was almost oppressive, couldn't breathe with the overbearing dominance that looked upon everything.
Mu Fan clenched his teeth, and the wall of the stick in his hand was instantly compressed to the front. The opponent's momentum was so powerful that it was desperate!
"power!"
The figure in the sky reached the top and fell instantly.
He didn't even see the afterimage, holding the rapidly spinning short stick in his hand, it reached a position less than 10 centimeters above Mu Fan in the next second.
Time froze in this moment, Mu Fan bit his teeth, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of the fighter instructor's mouth.
boom! !
The moment when the short stick in the hand of the fighter intersects with the short stick in Mu Fan's hand.
From the arms to the back spine, then the waist and leg bones, there were countless popping noises instantly.
A long "V" shape was smashed into the short stick in Mu Fan's hand.
The bones were broken and the blood vessels swelled after squeezing.
And his body was half a meter short in an instant.
boom!
The blood mist exploded.
There is not even a slight pause.
The short club in the hand of the fighter smashed...to the end!
The short stick was still spinning, without a trace of blood stained.
The fighter's cloak shook and put his arm into it, faintly looking at the mutilated corpse on the ground, faintly stretched out his left hand to hold it.
The sky filled with stars rolled over, and the intact Mu Fan figure appeared again.
Mu Fan leaned his hands on the ground and gasped for breath.
Phoo~
Phoo~
The scene just now...
It was almost as if he was holding a short stick to carry a heavy punch of the mecha.
The result is that the whole body is beaten to pieces.
He finally understood how it felt when ordinary humans were slaughtered by mecha.
It was a sense of powerlessness that was crushed from body to mind.
The fighter didn't speak, and just looked at him quietly. If it wasn't for the virtual space, Mu Fan would definitely be soaked in cold sweat on his back.
"Instructor! Is this your real power!?"
The green eyes of the fighter stared at Mu Fan quietly, and finally said, "You have seen a tiger worm of the Zeger tribe, but have you seen a tiger worm that is ten times larger in size?"
ten times……
I'm afraid that the chelators can penetrate the mecha with a single blow!
Mu Fan shook his head, a little dazed.
The vicissitudes and some nostalgic voices of the fighter came from under the cloak, but the calm tone made Mu Fan's scalp burst instantly.
"I have fifteen thousand six hundred and three swords in my hand."
The fighter tilted his head and looked at Mu Fan quietly, suddenly a faint smile appeared in his tone.
"How? It feels incredible, doesn't it?"
"There are many kinds of Zegers on our planet. They have a name-the king worm. The shell is more than ten centimeters thick, and the length and width are nearly three times that of ordinary tiger worms. As for their power, they can knock over tanks. In the trials of my youth, I often encountered this Zeger. The result is also very simple, it does not die, I die."
The fighter was merely stating a fact, but he heard Mu Fan's heart excited.
Just imagine that picture, one punch is enough to penetrate the thick shell harder than steel, it is extremely fascinating!
"Is this the 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 froze on the spot.
"However, you can, because with your blood, it is absolutely impossible to be an ordinary human race, and the most important point is-you have cultivated the breath of darkness."
Dark breath?
This is just a concealed breath~EbookFREE.me~ What is the relationship between the martial arts technique that enhances perception and power?
"Since I 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 our race in this world. You are my disciple of Mohanda. !"
"Instructor, your name...!?" Mu Fan suddenly raised his head. It was the first time he heard the combatant instructor really say his name.
"My name-Mohanda!"

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