Chapter 131: Chapter 41 Come Again Chapter 131: Chapter 41 Come Again Editor: Noodletown Translations “`
In the circular suite, Wang Nuonuo still sat in her seat at this moment.
She regretted coming to such a place tremendously.
She couldn’t stand these bloody fights and had to maintain a poised and elegant demeanor constantly, which was simply exhausting.
Now she suddenly remembered the Egg Lord she had just formed a team with a few days ago.
She wondered how he did on his test?
She also didn’t know if he saw the message she left yesterday.
It’s rare that this girl actually knew how to care about people!
Completely unaware, Wang Nuonuo did not realize that the Egg Lord, who seemed far away, was currently on the fighting platform 40-plus meters below her.
Meanwhile, in the high-class room on the opposite side of the suite, many people wearing academy teacher uniforms were intently watching below.
The holographic projection locked onto fighting platform number 43!
Now Mu Fan and his opponent were both on fighting platform number 43.
Fighter number 298 assumed a defensive posture, looking at the relatively slender Mu Fan in front of him, secretly pleased.
In the first round, he finally faced an opponent who didn’t seem terrifying.
It looked like entering the top 4,000 was within reach!
A 16-level peak straight punch power, 15-level durability.
This was his standard, but no one knew that he also mastered a B-level fighting skill—the Stone Breaking Fist.
This fighting skill, using a special power technique, could increase punching power by thirty percent!
Originally at the 16-level peak, a thirty percent increase in punching power had already formally entered the 17-level category.
Let this kid in front become a stepping stone for his advancement.
Suddenly exchanging fists, fighter number 298 was surprised to find that the boy in front still stood casually and lazily, just with his pitch-black eyes staring at him.
In those eyes, there was neither fear nor excitement, as if he were looking at an ordinary person, with a frightening calmness.
No one knew that Mu Fan was precisely in a state characteristic of the Dark Breath.
Mu Fan calmly observed the opponent in front of him, his mind operating at high speed.
He focused comprehensively on the person before him while thinking of one more thing.
That was his mastery of fighting skills—something he seemed to have always overlooked.
What could he do?
Mu Fan carefully sorted through it.
First was the virtual leg technique in PO Fighting—Half Moon Residual Wind;
Next was an unnamed defensive move he knew, not realizing it was called Half Arm Guard;
Then came an instinctive killing move born from immense fear between life and death—a move that had once taken down two Star Thieves with one arm.
He didn’t know it was a secret killing technique of the Federation Army—Violent Chisel Strike.
His body instinctively possessed Blood-colored Vision, and there was also the special breathing technique taught by the Fighter Instructor—Dark Breath;
Then, right before the exam, he taught himself the advanced staff techniques—Fanatic Cutting of the First Stage of Redemption and Thousand Fierce Rain of the Second Stage of Redemption.
No, it was Ten Fierce Rains now.
At a glance, it seemed like a lot, but Mu Fan understood the limitations were too great.
The only formal techniques he had learned were the two taught by the Fighter Instructor.
If he wanted to advance further down this path, he had to master more techniques.
Mu Fan finally figured it out, as his eyes gradually focused.
Fighter number 298 finally noticed the sparkle in the opponent’s eyes, realizing it was a good opportunity, so he stepped forward with a Charging Punch, the 16-level peak punching power tearing through the air with a hissing sound.
This was just an ordinary probing attack.
As the punch was about to make contact, Mu Fan’s waist and abdomen pulled in and twisted.
A miss.
This person looked at Mu Fan incredulously.
Just now, his punch had been easily dodged.
The boy kept his hands hanging by his sides, never to raise them.
His face flushed red, and this candidate rapidly closed in, employing knees, elbows, hands, and legs, continuously closing in on Mu Fan for a close-quarters quick strike.
But Mu Fan’s figure continually swayed, unable to be approached.
Watching from the side, Eli and Paje were utterly stunned.
Was that Mu Fan kid really so formidable?
Until now, he hadn’t made a single move.
His dodging footwork seemed exactly on point.
However, the people on the high platform from the academy did not share this view.
“What is he doing?
Why isn’t he attacking yet?”
“What’s this kid up to?”
“His opponent only has 16-level punching power.
Even if he’s hit, it shouldn’t cause him much harm.
What’s he doing!”
The academy’s observers couldn’t help but feel a bit annoyed.
They recommended this candidate to their superiors, intending to observe him closely with this opportunity, but Mu Fan only—
Dodge, dodge, dodge!
They didn’t notice Ruan Xiongfei beside them, who was watching Mu Fan with a smile and stayed quiet.
This boy was interesting!
Bald Ruan was increasingly tempted to take this kid under his wing.
It seemed that coming here, he truly found a promising talent.
This boy wasn’t of the brute force type; he was clearly preparing for something.
It might be worth the wait.
“How long do you intend to keep dodging?”
Candidate number 298 finally couldn’t take it anymore and shouted out.
After fighting for a full five minutes, he hadn’t touched Mu Fan once.
In his view, Mu Fan was just like a mouse, dodging constantly, not daring to engage him head-on.
Mu Fan realized this way, he couldn’t force his opponent to show his true abilities, so he stopped.
He seriously said, “Come on.”
Come on?
It was as though a restaurant owner casually said it to a prospective waiter:
“Come on.”
It felt exactly like that!
It was too humiliating; blood rushed to his head, and the person unleashed a heavy punch with full force.
Mu Fan crossed all ten fingers over his chest.
His open hands firmly gripped the opponent’s fist, then released.
Almost 17-level power, with just a breath Mu Fan judged the opponent’s strength.
Mu Fan spoke, “Again.”
Again?
Did he think he was a sparring partner?
Candidate number 298 suddenly rolled backward, flipping away, then bent down, staring grimly at Mu Fan.
The muscles on his right arm swelled.
Mu Fan’s eyes narrowed; finally, the real show began.
The person’s hand twisted behind his waist as if tightly winding a clock spring, continuing to add force.
A creaking sound was audible as muscles and bones produced an unnerving noise.
Under the spiritual perception of Dark Breath, Mu Fan could clearly “see” his power-gathering process from this distance.
Secretly, he gauged whether his own muscles and bones could withstand this level of torsion.
Finally, when the force reached its peak, the man unleashed a rotating punch from behind, with astonishing momentum.
At that moment, it was as if the fist was rushing forward on its own!
The B-level fighting skill—Stone Breaking Fist.
The spiritual perception image refreshed continuously.
Mu Fan finally “saw” in his spiritual vision this fist continuously disrupting the air currents.
The fist and arm rotated at a specific speed, and the power effect was visible through the more than half-speed increase.
Mu Fan crossed his fingers tightly and extended his arms.
Thud!
He could distinctly feel the scorching fist still rubbing within his palms.
Expending force with both hands, the chain formed by ten fingers repelled the fist.
Mu Fan’s calm voice came from behind his fingers.
“Again!”
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