Chapter 304: Chapter 79 Physical Rehabilitation Fitness Center lv1
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The figure that appeared in front of Mu Fan was a young man dressed in a light brown Martial Path robe.
However, his eyes were lifeless, obviously a systemic illusion produced by the system.
The countdown had just ended when the illusion opposite him firmly planted one foot on the ground, then launched into the air, flipping and slashing down with his leg.
Mu Fan’s eyes locked onto the opponent’s movements, and with a slight step back, he evaded the attack.
No special attribute attacks?
Mu Fan didn’t rush to counterattack, waiting for the opponent to consecutively use high-pressure leg attacks three times before finally spotting the anomaly.
It was that each time the opponent jumped, he reached a height of nearly 3 meters in the air!
Could it be that he has strong leg strength?
When the illusion once again struck from above, Mu Fan didn’t retreat this time; he extended his left arm forward horizontally while pulling back his right fist simultaneously.
Bang!
The opponent’s leg struck Mu Fan’s arm.
Absolutely no strength!
At best, it was the force of a level 14.
For Mu Fan now, this was no more than a tickle.
Finally, Mu Fan lost his patience. His right fist shot out like a bullet, landing a heavy blow on the sole of his opponent’s foot.
And then, as a human T-Rex, Mu Fan sent his opponent flying with that punch.
The young illusion struggled to stand twice before stabilizing, and Mu Fan could see his opponent’s right foot trembling slightly.
But still, there was no expression on his face.
The psychological quality of illusions was far superior to that of real people; Mu Fan still quite liked this style of fighting without a word.
So then…
Let’s end this.
Mu Fan’s power exploded, with a thud, he ricocheted off the floor, becoming a gust of wind as he rushed to the side of his already unstable opponent.
The illusion tried to dodge but was relentlessly shadowed by Mu Fan, whose physical fitness was unbelievably strong.
Whew—
He took a deep breath, and his fists shot out from both sides.
Chaotic Arrow Strike!
In an instant, more than twenty punches were thrown, within half a meter’s range, and dozens of heavy blows landed on the illusion’s body.
It was like a bubble filled with water being punctured all at once.
The opponent exploded right in front of him, turning into scattered black pieces, then vanishing without a trace.
“UnDC010091, 2-star — Thousand Hands Martial Arts Hall Tenth Honored Hall Master,” simultaneously, a beep sounded.
“The exclusive Fighting Skill of this Martial Arts Hall, ‘Aerial Bombing Leg Skill,’ is now available to you, please claim it.”
So, this Martial Arts Hall’s Fighting Skill was a leg technique? Was it the same one that the person just now kept using to leap into the air?
Then the name of this Martial Arts Hall is really too mischievous, completely unrelated to hands…
Mu Fan casually opened it to have a look. The simulation rate was 50%; almost all of the jumping phase was excessively corrected by the system, so Mu Fan immediately lost the desire to watch.
Utterly worthless.
This was even worse than the Flame Wave Fist.
“Trainer, would you like to proceed to the next round of challenges?”
“No.”
Mu Fan left the Martial Arts Hall, this time directly stepping into the 3-star challenge portal.
Mu Fan casually chose to enter a random battle and, in the midst of the screen’s transformation, within another isolated space, a dancing metal sphere suddenly stopped, muttering to itself, “These military guys really have no limits. I barely opened the parallel pathway, and now Mu Fan hasn’t even noticed, and you’re already dragging Lord Black down. Are you trying to make me send Mu Fan back?”
“No way! The wise and astute Lord Black will definitely not retrace his steps.”
“An intrusion in battle? … Alright then, I’ll exploit a management loophole and open another temporary battle space. Hmm… Let’s unify the decoration style with the internal Battle Net. Ugh, no verbal communication allowed… Set the voice block, and done.”
“Lord Black’s intelligence has already crushed all beings, haha, the greatest existence of life.”
Beside him, the Fighter Instructor didn’t bother to engage with the metal sphere, which had entered a state of fervent self-worship.
…
When Mu Fan just entered a strangely named “Physical Rehabilitation Fitness Center” rated as a 3-star Martial Arts Hall, Ding Chuan’s internal Battle Net suddenly saw the appearance of 100 unfamiliar characters named Challenger 001—Challenger 100. As soon as they appeared, the internal Battle Net swiftly began to teleport them for on-the-spot battles.
Then, only about thirty-odd people remained until they each disappeared.
A burly man with an exaggerated figure, topped with the sign of Challenger 001, stood his ground.
“I wonder which kid I’ll face off against, hehe. Huh? Currently challenging, please wait? …”
So, the burly man just sat down on the spot, zoning out.
Unbeknownst to Mu Fan and the man, a metal sphere, beginning to glow red from busyness, just took a breather in a hidden place.
Meanwhile, the oblivious Mu Fan was staring wide-eyed at the signboard of the Martial Arts Hall.
I didn’t enter the wrong place, did I? The display does indeed say 3-star Martial Arts Hall.
But why is the name so weird!
“Physical Rehabilitation Fitness Center…lv1?”
Only then did Mu Fan notice the letter and number combination he had missed at the end of the name.
How could such a strange name appear? Could there also be Physical Rehabilitation Fitness Center lv2 and lv3?
When Mu Fan chose to challenge the tenth Hall Master…
Far away in the third Administrative Star Region, on a silver-looking artificial planet, a disheveled man with stubble on his chin had just flicked his wrist.
“Hm? Someone’s challenging again? Seems like my bad taste still finds its fans… But let’s have the tenth illusion sweep them away.”
After muttering to himself, the disheveled man lightly tapped the sequence “1-10” on a holographic display that appeared.
“This sensation of being away from the battlefield… truly wonderful.”
Having said that, he popped open a bottle labeled “Liquid Calcium Bone Enhancer,” guzzled its contents with a gulp, and then contentedly lay back on a wooden rocking chair, squinting and basking in the artificial sunlight.
The style of the Martial Arts Hall Mu Fan entered this time was completely different from the previous ones.
The first two halls had platforms made of wood and stone, respectively; although the materials differed, they were clearly modeled after Fighting Platforms.
As for this place…
It looked like a cafeteria without the dining tables!
Yes, that’s right, the sharp-eyed Mu Fan spotted half of a sign still visible despite being purposely covered with paint—
Second cafeteria!
This was indeed a cafeteria.
I’m feeling more and more like this Battle Net is unreliable…
It couldn’t be that the military deployed a half-finished product for use, could it?
At that moment, Mu Fan heard a coughing sound from the right front, and when he looked over, he was surprised to find… a tall, slender, pure black shadow!
Completely lacking any other distinguishable characteristics.
About half a head taller than himself, he must be around 185 centimeters tall.
Facial features unclear, but with a head of short hair and, considering the raspy voice from the cough he just heard, Mu Fan assessed that this was probably a man over thirty.
But why is his image so black?
Mu Fan suddenly remembered his wristband and quickly tapped it to check.
“Player K1-10 Phantom accepts the challenge.”