Fairy’s Box

Crackling Fist is a short-range air strike skill with medium precision and power above the fist cannon. It does not need to be charged and is very flexible.

The coke heat wave cannon is a medium-range strike technique, with low precision and high power.

Mixed martial arts is a complete system, specializing in legwork and grappling skills, simple and rude, powerful and powerful, far stronger than limb warblade.

Yale's idea is very simple. It takes a month to write down the principles of how they are used, so that he can imitate the style of play, and the rest depends on the time to hone it slowly. Find a few more opponents to fight, and you will naturally be able to master it.

However, just as he carefully observed the image of Split Wind Fist, he suddenly had a strange idea...

In the empty seat at the moment, in a room with white reliefs standing at the four corners, a knight apprentice was standing under the marble steps and was reporting something. There were four horizontal stripes on his cuffs.

"Isn't Genevieve angry? It's a pity." Iluncia closed her shoulders, but there was no sign of regret on her expression, her neatly trimmed nails slid across the table:

"It's a lot calmer, and it's the only benefit that the last defeat brought him."

On the right side under the marble steps, a man who was hidden in the shadows snorted coldly and looked up in disdain:

"Playing this kind of intrigue all day long, why don't you just become a politician? To make you the chief is an insult to the other second positions."

This man was tall and thin, with slender limbs, very restrained muscles and spirit, orange hair stood up high by the headband, and there was a lightning-shaped scar under his left eye. Appearance can only be regarded as ordinary, belonging to the type that is easily overwhelmed by the sea of ​​people, but there is a hostility between his eyebrows.

The expression of the man who just reported the situation changed, and he tightened the muscles of his face and shouted, "A low-level assassin hiding in the dark! Do you know who you are talking to?"

"Because I'm an assassin, the inferior person in your mouth, from today onwards, you'd better not sleep. Otherwise..." He gestured with a finger and quickly slid over his neck:

"Something like a dead mouse or a cockroach might end up in the mouth."

The man obviously took a half step back with a guilty conscience, but he didn't want to show his timidity in front of his sweetheart. He said with a stern mouth: "You dare to come! I dare to break your legs!"

"Okay, add your **** this time! I'll put a snake in your ass!"

"Alright, alright, Pearson, you don't have to take it seriously, he's not malicious." Iluncia didn't want to embarrass this man. After all, there were too few subordinates who were so obedient and capable.

Seeing her words, the assassin didn't say any more, and regained his silence, which was considered to be betraying the other party's face.

"By the way! Haven't you always wanted to be the second seat? There is an opportunity in front of you." The female speaker with blue hair and drooping shoulders ruffled her hair and looked at him with a smile: "Just like the wild boy in the black seat, you only If you need to prove your martial merit, I will recommend you to the dean as the second seat of the Dark Seat."

Pearson moved in his heart and looked into the other's eyes: "I hope your words count."

"This is a promise, but, you have to do as I say." A sharp light flashed in Elunzia's eyes, and she still said with a smile.

"Could it be that... you want me to sneak attack on that newly promoted second seat?" The assassin narrowed his eyes like a cheetah.

The female speaker smiled without saying a word, and nodded her head in approval: "You'd better do it quickly. That guy is shadowing the arsenal to make up for his shortcomings. Once it's done, even I will find it difficult."

"Learn new combat skills... Don't worry about it, you won't be able to form combat power without three or five years." Pearson's body gradually fell into darkness, and only a faint voice echoed in the room:

"I will fulfill your wish, but if anyone dares to break his promise, although I can't match you, I can make all the lives around you worse than death."

"Of course, no one wants to offend an assassin." Ilencia responded to him indifferently.

After a long time, after confirming that Pearson had left, the natural disaster knight frowned and looked at the female speaker: "Why did you do this? Did that Yale Bernstein offend you?"

"Because it's fun."

Eluncia showed a playful smile like a child, folded her hands to hold her chin, and said with a hint of excitement: "Only an opponent like Luya, it's too boring, I want more! Stronger! A more threatening opponent. what!"

"He's so pitiful..." The man lowered his gaze silently.

"What? Do you really think that the man who defeated Genevieve would be easily attacked?" The female speaker widened her eyes in surprise.

The Calamity Knight shook his head: "I mean that assassin. Against that flawless steel beast, he alone poses no threat at all."

"Sure enough, you are the one who understands me the most." Iruncia folded her palms, her smile faded quickly, and her voice was faintly grim: "So I found the best partner for him, one that is enough to break the steel beast. opponent..."

Shadow Warrior

Yalei imitated the image around him and slammed a punch, which slammed into the metal wall like a vortex, only to see a stream of light flickering before being neutralized by the enchantment.

The black-haired knight looked at the tip of his fist in disbelief, threw a punch again, and the spiral flame hit the barrier again...

Split Wind Fist...has just begun? It's only been half a day!

It doesn't mean how genius he is, or how terrifying insight he has, but it's thanks to his tentative idea - to practice intuition!

Under that long and short all-round observation, no matter how complicated the tricks are, you can clearly see the shaking of muscles, the frequency of breathing, the operation of vindictiveness, and any details can be clearly grasped!

In addition, when practicing in this state, you can also find out all the conditions of the whole body, so as to continuously correct the deviation of the tricks, and achieve an unimaginable exercise effect.

It was a waste to use intuition as an early warning skill before!

In just half a day, he initially learned to crack the wind, so even if he learned mixed martial arts, it didn't take long. Moreover, if you cooperate with the battle in this state... even the initial learned moves can display considerable power!

"Lilith, switch the image to a thermal wave cannon!" Yale impatiently gave the next order.

"As ordered."

The image was immediately replaced by a strong man with long hair and buttocks, with long arms outstretched, standing on the spot in a large shape, pouring Dou Qi into the palms of both hands.

At the same time, there were hundreds of red lines running fast on his body, which was the result of Lilith showing the vindictive movement through images.

Intuition · Dark World!

Yalei let his consciousness break through the shackles of darkness, and once again reached the state of intuition, aiming at the speed of the red line like a snail crawling, quickly mobilizing the fighting spirit in the body, making it operate according to the method of the image...

In the case of a hundred times the flow rate, he hardly makes mistakes, even if there is an occasional deviation in the operation, there is time to change it back!

Coke heat wave cannon!

The long-haired muscular man shouted loudly, raised his palms together, formed a column of fighting qi, and pushed it out!

Coke heat wave cannon!

The black-haired knight followed with a loud shout and raised his palms. According to the video, he changed the path of Dou Qi's movement again, formed the Dou Qi into a ball, and pushed it out!

boom!

The black beam of light hit the wall. This time, the barrier flashed for more than ten seconds before barely neutralizing the grudge.

Did you get away with it the first time?

You know, if you want to maximize the power of this move, you must not only be familiar with the trajectory of hundreds of Dou Qi, but also be able to change and reorganize in an instant.

If there is no direct inheritance of the war pattern, the average person will not necessarily succeed after practicing hard for five to ten years!

Yalei ecstatically spread his hands again...gathering his fighting spirit...

Um...failed...one more time! It worked! ...failed...and succeeded! It worked!

The intuitive state consumes a lot of energy, and for him, it can be regarded as a heavy burden. So every once in a while, you need to rest through meditation.

In the gap between meditation and exercise, the black-haired knight even thought maliciously - if he could go back to ancient times, he might be able to learn many warrior stunts at a glance.

After all, the tricks at that time were too shallow.

It was almost eight o'clock, and Charlene also finished her exercise. She dragged her exhausted body here, but saw that Yale was shooting a scorching heat wave cannon against the wall.

"It turned out to be a success! It's worth encouraging!" The green-haired girl who didn't know it was a little surprised, but took it as a coincidence, and just applauded as if cheering.

"Don't practice stupidly, you need to be relaxed in your training, let's go to dinner."

"Okay!" The black-haired knight is also considered to be in good spirits when it comes to happy events. Although he is physically and mentally exhausted, he is buoyed by the excitement.

"How's it going?"

"Soon, I think I might be a genius!"

"Hahaha, don't be funny, why don't you go to the Rose Castle for dinner?"

"Uh, let's change it up, how about going for pan-fried foie gras?"

"Yes! I'm not picky eaters."

When the two stepped out of the academy side by side, a shadow stuck to them.

On the boulevard, Yalei stopped abruptly, felt a trace of heart palpitations, and glanced around suspiciously: "Huh?"

"What's wrong?" Charlene looked at him puzzled.

The black-haired knight rubbed his aching temples, trying to drive away the pain from mental exhaustion: "It's nothing... I'm probably too tired..."

"I asked you to train not to work so hard..."

"It's okay, I'm a genius!"