Chapter 141: Chapter 51 My Art of — Redemption!
Chapter 141: Chapter 51 My Art of — Redemption!
Editor: Noodletown Translations Mu Fan’s two fingers strangely twisted again, and then the spinning short stick that stood upright in his palm moved straight across, beginning to draw out a pole shadow slightly smaller than the one opposite.
The strangest thing was that when this short stick began to spin horizontally, there was not a single sound of the wind, as if the surroundings were in a complete vacuum.
Now the teenager stood tiredly on the other side, his left arm still hanging limply, his right hand supporting the spinning shadow of the stick, then his palm facing down, stretched diagonally behind him!
The audience’s attention was all focused here with a roar!
They saw that with the palm facing down, the rapidly rotating short stick showed no signs of falling, still spinning steadily in Mu Fan’s hand.
It was as if it were suspended by some inexplicable magnetic force in his palm, that short stick spinning faster and faster until it became a complete circular black shadow.
“What is this move!?”
“I have never seen such a move before.”
“Look at that afterimage, the rotation speed of 1578 is several times faster than the opposite side!”
When a move that had never been seen by the public appeared, Mu Fan inevitably became the focus of attention again.
“How is that possible?” Zhang Yuanren watching from below secretly showed a flash of viciousness and astonishment in his eyes.
“Another of my flow of fighting skills?”
So far, only two people had seen this move.
Sampuje, Su Xiaomi!
If anyone had the most experience, it was definitely Sampuje, but these two could not possibly appear here now, accommodating that Mu Fan would dazzle the entire audience.
Want to kill me…
then come on.
My skill of redemption, First Stage—
Fanatic Cutting!
Tian Qingyun raised both hands high, with the Wind Vortex Killing Stick already charged to the extreme, smashing down with a bang.
The imposing manner was like a dam with a breach, covering the heavens and earth below.
The boy’s left arm hung quietly, his thin lips still stained with undried blood, his breath silent.
It was then that Mu Fan suddenly had a moment of enlightenment.
Perhaps, when falling into a deeper state of calmness, it would be his opportunity for a breakthrough in Dark Breath.
The overwhelming stick shadows descended, and someone had already clenched their fists tightly.
In their view, that boy was already completely enveloped, and it seemed it wouldn’t be long before blood would be splattered on the spot.
His eyelids drooped again, Mu Fan’s palm suddenly shifted, then fiercely lifted up, from bottom to top!
The transformation from extreme calm to violent eruption was completed in a mere instant.
At this moment, the muscles broke through the body’s limits, but under the unique stimulation and restraint of Dark Breath, Mu Fan forced himself to endure the tearing pain as if the muscles were being pulled apart and released the power fiercely.
Dark Breath stretched over the hand to the short stick, then violently slashed out in a backhand motion by Mu Fan!
Three Five Section Cut!
The small piece of black shadow from the Stick Wind Blade Wheel directly met the heavy sticks falling from the sky.
What would be the result?
The people widened their eyes to look inside the field, wanting to see whether the boy would be heavily smashed to the ground or create a miracle.
The overwhelming stick shadows stopped.
Mu Fan’s right hand was raised above his head, with the short stick in his hand still spinning continuously.
Tian Qingyun, holding the long stick in both hands, had cold eyes, but in the next second, he saw the boy opposite standing composed, seemingly unhurt.
He prepared to push forward again, his arms exerting power.
But then, his left and right hands suddenly felt empty, and Tian Qingyun, puzzled, glanced down, and his face turned into disbelief.
One side of the long stick shattered into countless small pieces, quietly scattering.
The other side of the alloy stick remained intact, left in his right hand.
Mu Fan held a smile at the corner of his mouth, and his right hand dropped.
The spinning short stick stopped, clenched in his palm.
Short stick against short stick!
Just a moment ago, in the powerful perception capture of Dark Breath, Mu Fan completely avoided the metallic side of the Wind Vortex Killing Stick and sliced the other side to pieces.
Hmph!
With a cold snort, Tian Qingyun raised the metal short stick in his right hand.
The opponent had already completely deciphered the subtleties of his weapon, and with such a gesture, pointed it out, which, invisibly, gave him a severe slap in the face.
Holding the stick with one hand, Tian Qingyun couldn’t allow himself to fail, as the boy in front of him was far more formidable than he imagined.
He prepared to use an advanced killer move again.
But as he just raised his right hand, he saw the boy opposite lifting his right arm at the same time.
What was he going to do?
Did he intend to counterattack!
“Both of them raised their hands simultaneously, and this time, No.
1578 actually wanted to attack actively?”
“Yeah, now that you mention it, it seems that all along it’s been the military personnel attacking.
But is this really a 17-level skill?
I feel it must be at least 18-level.”
“However, this person seems not to be very good at weapon fighting, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been beaten to vomit blood by the opponent.”
The unsuspecting crowd below had no idea of Tian Qingyun’s true strength, nor did they know that the metal short stick in his hand was several levels higher in material than Mu Fan’s wooden stick.
Above, in mid-air, the Academy Observation Team.
“Why is Mu Fan fighting someone from the military at the 17-level and making such a big show?
Was he hiding his abilities?”
“Not hiding, but certainly not to the point of spitting blood.”
“He is pretty good at playing, now both have exchanged long sticks for short sticks, now this is interesting, fair, ha ha.”
“Ha ha.”
Standing alone in front of the glass curtain, Ruan Xiongfei coldly listened to the noise around him, truly wanting to beat these ignorant fools to a pulp.
Fair?
Hmph, “fairness” manipulated by the military, if you knew the soldier’s true strength, would you still be able to laugh out loud?
Short stick?
Didn’t they see that when the long sticks were rotating, the acceleration at both ends was different?
A group of fools with their brains filled with fat.
That boy had actually managed to equalize the situation with that single strike.
Was that move really my flow of fighting skills?
But the more I thought about it, the more I found that the variations of the move were vast, and it seemed that this move only uncovered a corner of the immense shrouded curtain.
Mu Fan suddenly raised his right hand!
Half a second faster than the opposite, the half-short stick was lifted with the arm, now held in mid-air.
Then, with a special force wrapped under the palm.
The short stick in his hand spun at a bizarre speed, then the right arm swayed with a special rhythm, drawing out an afterimage a second later.
In an instant, over ten raindrops appeared in the air.
Upon closer inspection, they were black dots formed by the end of the short stick.
Tian Qingyun felt a tremendous sense of crisis, and in this moment, Mu Fan exuded a deadly threat.
Killing Skills—Rain Killing Stick!
Tian Qingyun could not endure this sense of life and death pressure any longer; the metal short stick lost the imbalance from the wooden stick section, and with full force, its might was astonishing.
The sky was once again filled with dense stick shadows, even more so than last time.
A torrential downpour descended!
Heh, rain, was it?
Suddenly recalling the image of the Fighter Instructor teaching these moves, today they would shine here!
Second Stage Modified of Redemption—Ten Fierce Rains!
Break it for me!
The veins on Mu Fan’s right arm bulged, the muscles under his skin releasing astonishing strength under Dark Breath’s control.
The stick wind howled past.
Mu Fan’s figure disappeared, reappearing behind Tian Qingyun.
Bang!
In mid-air, Ruan Xiongfei suddenly smacked the metal guardrail, breaking it with brute force.
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