Chapter 260: Chapter 36 Redemption Third Stage!
Inheritance Battle Skill!
This is the combat skill that every fighter dreams of acquiring.
Because such combat skills are invariably tempered by countless trials by fire and blood. Most critically, these skills often place extremely high demands on the user, and inheriting and learning them usually involves exceedingly stringent conditions.
Throughout the long river of interstellar development history, numerous high-tier fighting skills have quietly vanished. Those rare combat skills from years ago, that remained robust after possibly a century, are unanimously referred to by fighters as… Inheritance Battle Skills!
Now, within the Fighting Platform of Ding Chuan’s Special Training Base, before everyone’s eyes, there appeared one of these exceedingly rare Inheritance Battle Skills, inducing an intense excitement in Lu Qingxue, who holds the pursuit of the martial path in the highest reverence!
Long Er exchanged a look with Feng Yu, both helplessly understanding the situation.
No one dared disturb Lu Qingxue in her current state, for it would be all too embarrassing to be sent flying by a simple strike!
And below the Fighting Platform, all those arrogantly confident elite pupils were now concentrating intently on the figure on the stage.
After coming to Blue Capital Star, this was the first time Han Qianyun felt something weighty in his gaze!
He seemed to have underestimated his opponent’s strength by mistake.
How could such strength only rank third in the most remote examination area!?
In the segment dedicated to Dingchuan Academy, many martial arts experts were following Mu Fan’s motions on the platform.
Among them, the most radiant eyes belonged to Gao Baiyun from Capital Star.
As the young Hall Master of a Martial Arts Hall, having been immersed in the martial path for eighteen years, he was perhaps the most knowledgeable about fighting skills among the Ding Chuan students. Yet at this moment, as he witnessed Mu Fan’s momentary move, his lips trembled, unable to utter a word.
How can this be achieved by human effort?
How can such high-frequency vibration be produced by the human body?
How can the body’s bones, blood, and muscles achieve movements that surpass the limits of vision!
Meanwhile, White Hair Yin Shuai, unnoticed by others, widened his eyes for a while, and tears immediately began to form, prompting him to hurriedly close his eyes and rub them.
“No good, it’s an overload again. Even my ‘electric eyes’ can’t keep up with this. It’s even more exaggerated than the alien species I saw on Hinchlo. Next time I go, I must cling to these coattails — it’s like the ancient giant legs that could intimidate those creatures that look like spittoons from acting cocky.”
Thinking of this, White Hair could not help but laugh out loud, startling Xize standing beside him with a jolt.
Crazy! To laugh while watching a fight; how did such an idiot get into Ding Chuan.
With disdain, Xize glanced at White Hair and silently moved away a few steps.
A minor interlude, no harm done.
On the platform, the torrent propelled by telekinesis had hit Mu Fan’s front with ferocious momentum in an instant.
Overwhelm him!
Blast open that kid’s chest!
The people from Dawn clenched their fists tightly, their eyes excitedly fixed on the platform, anticipating the next second where that kid would be flung high into their field of vision.
But Mu Fan seemed destined to disappoint them.
His dark eyes held the deepest calm, watching the approaching gray and white telekinetic torrent swirl toward him.
With a solemn and dreadfully precise movement, the short stick in his hands thrust forward, creating an invisible Stick Wall in an instant.
Pit-a-pat pit-a-pat, within moments hundreds of collisions sounded!
Those ten Bone Triangles that made up the torrent were repelled back and forth in a realm barely perceptible to the naked eye.
And with each rebound, the distance shortened.
Thus, the scene that unfolded before everyone was this —
The long gray and white torrent gradually receded, the sound persistently dense, but after two seconds,
The gray and white Bone Triangle torrent vanished into thin air.
Ingram’s expression finally took on a serious cast.
His right hand opened with all five fingers outstretched.
The scattered Bone Triangles all at once returned to a state of suspension.
And at that moment, Mu Fan’s hands, which had moved beyond the limit of sight, finally began to slow down.
And all eyes were fixated on the hands manipulating the alternating short sticks.
The speed continued to decrease, now appearing as though they were in slow motion for all to see clearly.
Every single move was visible for the onlookers to discern.
The short stick spun eerily around the index finger of Mu Fan’s left hand before falling into his right, where his palm took it and twisted his wrist at a sixty-degree angle to swing it back, and his left hand alternated in taking over…
Such a simple back-and-forth motion…
Actually composed the invisible stick wall!?
Until his left hand withdrew, the short stick returned to the palm of his right hand, held horizontally across his chest.
Clap~
First, a clapping sound, followed closely by a torrent of applause.
That simple rotating defensive motion with the short stick could achieve such a breathtaking effect in the hands of a young man!
Many people had seen Mu Fan slow down his movements and were impatient to imitate and experiment with them back home.
Both seemed oblivious to the resounding applause around them.
Ingram held his palm out flat, fingertips twitching.
The ten bone triangles hovering at his side scattered in an instant, forming a vague cage around Mu Fan.
“Since you have such strong frontal defense, let’s see how long you can actually keep it up!”
Secret Skill·Telekinesis Star Kill!
Ingram’s right hand shot upwards with force.
The ten bone triangles vanished instantly.
“Where did his telekinetic weapons go?”
“Why did they suddenly disappear?”
“Look up, at the ceiling!”
Hovering at the highest point of the Inner Hall, ten gray-white shadows spun rapidly in place.
“Ingram is actually taking this seriously…” Han Qianyun watched the stage with a solemn expression.
And at this moment, Mu Fan—
Actually lowered his head!
“What is he doing?”
The Fighter Instructor watching from the virtual network blinked green under his cloak and murmured “Very good.”
As Mu Fan lowered his head, he simultaneously closed his eyes gently.
An invisible and colorless breath quietly enveloped his entire body, reducing his presence to the barest in everyone’s perception at that moment.
The eyes of many fighting masters shone bright with keenness!
Words from the Fighter Instructor flowed in Mu Fan’s mind, calm and filled with a disdain for all beings, “The Dark Hall beneath the Holy Hall is the strongest barrier.
“Spiritual Perception is far more powerful than you can imagine. Remember the name of this move, Dark Hall Barrier. Once you master it, I will lead you into the true Martial Path Inheritance of our clan!”
“In my lifetime, I have slain twenty-three thousand seven hundred and twenty-three enemies! This move has also been called by others… Wall of Sighs!”
“Spread your perception fully, let me truly see you perform Redemption Seventh Stage—Third Stage: Dark Hall Barrier!”
Dark Breath at this moment seemed to come alive, from passively enveloping his body to now pulsating faintly, like the early stages of a flame burning.
Mu Fan’s head dropped fully, eyes closed.
Ingram’s single hand slammed down fiercely!
The bone triangles scattered in the air fell like a shower of meteors.
Everyone held their breath.
At this moment, Mu Fan raised his hand high, and the short stick began to spin eerily again in his palm.
Just when everyone thought Mu Fan would push that invisible stick wall towards the sky.
Mu Fan’s raised right hand gently moved toward his back, and his left hand did the same.
Then both arms and the short stick turned once more into a blur…
And disappeared!