Chapter 48 Dark Breath

"Dark breath?" Mu Fan chewed on these four words.

"Well, it's a martial skill of exhaling and exhaling, and it's also a skill for exercising oneself." The fighter retracted the short metal stick and said softly to Mu Fan, "For example...look at me."

The scene that made Mu Fan's eyes widen happened! Breathing... puffing... puffing... the previous breathing sound was still there, but the next second he just watched helplessly as the fighter in the tattered gray robe disappeared in front of his eyes, not the kind of retreating directly, but It disappears just under the nose.

People just disappear?

The sudden voice startled Mu Fan, "I'm still standing here, but you can't perceive it."

"I can't see you, is this the effect of the dark breath?" Mu Fan asked excitedly, but he was a little puzzled, this skill just disappears and has no effect.

"Of course not." A stick appeared suddenly, and Mu Fan was knocked down by the stick before he could react. Mu Fan, who was sitting on the ground with his head covered and humming, was full of depression.

"Breathing, as the name suggests, is breathing and exhaling. What you see is just a disguise, what you hear, smell, and perceive in all directions is real." The fighter with a stick appeared in front of Mu Fan again.

"Dark breath is to adjust the muscles of the detailed parts of your body. By controlling your breathing, you can close the pores on your body, and then achieve the effect of being in the night. With some blindfolding methods, you can have the function of 'invisibility' in people's eyes." Fighter Fiddled with the short stick in his hand, bringing up a mysterious green trajectory, attracting Mu Fan's attention.

"But this is only the primary use. The most fundamental thing is this martial skill, which can keep your mind absolutely calm and greatly strengthen your five senses. In the words of this era, it can directly improve your spiritual power... role!"

Mu Fan only knows the level of strength now, and he faintly feels that his mental strength should be related to his previous state under the bloody vision, the feeling of clearly controlling himself.

"Martial skills are divided into ten layers. The effect of each layer, if converted into the value in the federation, is about level 2. When you reach the fifth layer, you will find that this martial skill will significantly improve the muscle control of your whole body. By then You will understand."

Mu Fan is ignorant, how did he know that the martial art thrown by the fighter instructor is impossible to exist in the Federation... Now the brain is still an unknown area of ​​the human body, and the use of mental power has just entered the initial stage. It is absolutely impossible for a martial skill that can directly enhance spiritual power to exist! !

If someone knows, how many days will it be shocking! How many big forces will fight for this!

Why? Because level 10 is the first spirit lock! ! Less than 0.1% of the people in the federation have unlocked the spiritual lock! The spirit lock comprehensively restricts a person's ability to understand himself. When you feel that you have reached the limit of martial arts and mech operation, you unlock the first spirit lock, and you will find that all this is even just the beginning!

The spiritual lock is the key to go beyond one's own limit!

"Now you are only a third-level existence of mental power, and it is too far to explain it to you. Okay, start learning from me."

"Slow down your breathing, use your thoughts to control the muscles you can feel the most, soothe them, let them slow down, control your heartbeat to synchronize with the surroundings, use your spirit to assimilate your body, when darkness falls, I, that is Dark night..."

The fighter raised his head slightly, and looked at the young man in front of him who had been hypnotized by himself with deep eyes, vicissitudes, relief, relief, and a trace of burning expectation hidden behind his eyes floated in his eyes!

Suddenly he raised his left hand wrapped in vicissitudes of life, and a dark green and soft light floated in the palm, floating quietly, and then pressed it straight to the top of Mu Fan's head, who was standing still with his eyes closed, when the palm of his hand touched Mu Fan's forehead , the ball of light disappeared, and Mu Fan's brows in reality suddenly frowned and became peaceful again.

"Heh...heh, fit, the fire can be continued in this world... the inheritance of our family..."

...

Mu Fan opened his eyes, and was woken up by the fat man’s private chat. Looking around, he had left the training ground and stood in the corridor, and the fighter instructor had disappeared again. Every time he came here, he felt like a god. , But there is no way, this instructor is too powerful, I really can't beat him.

What kind of dark breath did the fighter talk about? I felt as if I had fallen asleep while I was practicing? Uh, Mu Fan scratched his head in embarrassment, as if it was true.

But when I think about it now, I can feel that the practice method of that martial skill has naturally emerged in my mind. It is difficult to describe it in words, but it seems to have been thoroughly familiarized. I always feel different in my mind than before I came to Fighter, and I can’t say exactly where. If I have to generalize, the world in my senses is clearer, and I am also clearer.

It's a pity that he was interrupted by the fat man's call before he could comprehend it well. Mu Fan suppressed some doubts still in his heart and exited the optical brain.

Fatty was gnawing on a fat Milo from nowhere, and Mu Fan, who had just quit Battle.net, saw the splash of juice, so he grabbed the other one from Fatty's hand very rudely. Start attacking.

"Mu Fan, tell me why Duanaxe and the others haven't moved yet. I'm a fat brother who is dying of anxiety. I have been exercising more in the past few days than I have in the past six months. Dad is quite satisfied with me now, but the key point is that I am not satisfied."

Mu Fan squinted at Miluo, and replied casually, "I have a hunch that he will definitely come, and I hope the federal exam will not be interrupted."

"Are you kidding? No matter what, these star thieves would not dare to make trouble during those two days. Those two days are the days with the strictest security in the whole year of the Federation. If we go there, there will probably be patrols along the roadside. Vigilant armor."

"I hope so." Mu Fan was noncommittal, and then showed a longing look, "Harry, do you know? If I hadn't met you, my world probably wouldn't be so exciting."

These sincere words stopped Harry, who was trying to eliminate Pang Miluo, looked at Mu Fan and said seriously: "Who made us friends! If you have nothing to do in two days, go to my house, my father will soon I just want to meet you, and it happens that there will be some kind of party there, so you should go and see it too."

Mu Fan hummed and agreed to Fatty.

"There are a lot of girls!" The fat man leaned over with a wretched face, but Mu Fan pressed his face and pushed him away.

Mu Fan just wants to finish the fight with those star thieves quickly, and then hurry to the federal exam!

What, grab a military mech? Black said it worked out.

Can't beat it? Run away with the dark breath that the fighter instructor just taught, no one will notice.

Thinking about Mu Fan, he feels that there are many ways to survive, but he doesn't know that in the eyes of others, he is really trying to die!

In the afternoon, after Fatty's ghosts and wolves were howling, Mu Fan excitedly returned to his stronghold, put on his helmet, and wanted to practice quickly to see if his apm had improved.

Taking a deep breath, sat down, put on the helmet with a solemn face, and Mu Fan pressed the start button.

"Mecha driving training."

"Hey, I failed to enter, please listen to the message—Master Hei is busy today and has a day off, Mu Fan, go and practice it yourself."

Don't you know that the star thief is coming! ! Mu Fan's head was full of black lines.

...

The data flow of the hacker is carefully cracking the private network of the Lorga star government, and there are also several ports that are handed over to the military.

After conquering a node without triggering the alarm, Hei immediately felt complacent, "If it weren't for my lord's planet-level main body not being there, and using such a troublesome cracking method, it would trigger an alarm if it takes up a little more resources. What a nuisance, Mu Fan, Mu Fan, it is enough for my lord to call you here and let you rest at home. Relax, the apm I tested for you that day was all 30 less. There is a disorderly folding step. I guess you are walking sideways here. My lord is really very understanding.”

Hei, who didn't feel that he was insidious at all, babbled in the virtual space, looking like a chatterbox, "Hey, this data flow is interesting, I'll go and track it down."

The data streams of several military dedicated lines appeared in the administrative network at this time, pointing to the same point in time, June 2nd...

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