Chapter 102 Masochistic Training

Chapter 102 Abused Training

Soon, Han Fuzi found that Atre was not a very smart person, but he was an absolutely hard-working, extremely serious and persistent person.

It could have decondated more than 90% of the force of this attack. Han Fuzi deliberately slowed down and let Atre better understand the harmony of body and space changes, so he could only resolve 40% of it, but the body of the hall bears the remaining 60%, although Atre is now only a second-order dark warrior. But you should know the true meaning of this dark warrior, which can be the ancient system with chaotic energy. Han Fuzi can't stand it, and big sweat oozed from his wrinkled forehead...

Atre felt Han Fuzi's heart, and a burst of gratitude emerged in his heart, condensing his spirit and wholeheartedly feeling the mystery...

For ten days of perception and practice, Atre has basically mastered the power of spatialization, but he still needs to exercise diligently. Now he can only resolve about half of the ten points at most in the face of Han Fuzi's attack. In ten days, a picture that often appears is that an old and a young man attack each other, and both of them are disinjured. It's scarred.

A month later...

A trace of darkness flashed in his broken Atre's eyes. He hooked his finger to Han Fuzi opposite him again and said, "Han Lao, can you still do it? Do you need to meditate for a while?"

"Joke! How can my sixth-order magic mentor run out of magic power!" Han Fuzi pulled the broken magic robe on his body. When he waved his hand, the silver light flashed and shouted coldly, "Air cannon!"

With the distortion of space, a silver magic bullet flew out. Atre held the magic ball tightly. In his eyes, the flight speed of the magic bullet was like the slow-down camera of a movie. His deep eyes flashed, pulled off the brokenness hanging on his body, and opened his limbs to look very cheap. Welcome to the 'air robe' of the magic mentor Han Fuzi.

When the magic released by Han Fuzi was about to touch his body, a strange scene appeared. Atre's limbs were like soft leather bands without bones. They changed strangely in that way against human bones. The silver flash could no longer see Atre's figure clearly, and the powerful magic airflow enriched the whole Space, Han Fuzi looked at all this with a smile. What he used this time was the sixth-order space attack magic. The previous trial of the highest level did not exceed the fourth level. Han Fuzi's intention was very clear. After mastering the spatial power, Atre obviously showed a proud mentality. Although this was the result of hard training, This kind of mentality can't appear on Atre. Besides, how can Han Fuzi not put up his majesty in front of Atre!

Atre also felt the difference in this magic attack. The tearing feeling brought by the magic space cannon was dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than the last time. A deafening explosion sounded, and the terrible space tearing shook his whole body. Now Atre is almost gone, and his arms are stretched to the extreme. The discordant posture twisted. Although it looked chaotic, it was very rhythmic and abrupt at all.

After the bursting sound of the shock, Atre's brain stagnated for a moment, that is, during this gasp, the space around him seemed to be broken into countless sharp blades stabbing his body in an instant...

The silver light gradually faded, and Atre sat on the ground breathlessly. There were many obvious scars on his naked upper body like sharp blades, and the bright red blood soaked the bottom * pants of the lower body into red...

"Han Lao, you are so cruel. What kind of magic is this?" Atre gasped heavily and lay on the ground with a sigh on his back.

"The sixth-order offensive magic 'air cannon' is named for detonating a bombardment-like roar when it is released. It also has a name called 'Space Blade'. This magic can not only produce powerful blasting, but also cause space to break down after blasting. At the same time, space debris is generally divided by sharp swords and are air cannons. After hitting, the mind will be shocked by the explosion first, and then the body will be divided..."

"I now know that you are not cruel, but cruel!" Atre sat up again in a cold war and looked at him with a resentful face, "What if I am dismembered by you!"

"No, if you are separated by this space cannon, you will practice in vain these days!" Han Fuzi looked at the blood-stained Atre's smallest rise. Atre looked at his smile, which was more horrible than the sixth-order attack magic space cannon, and suddenly his hair was creepy...

Han Fuzi seemed to remember something. He walked to Atre's body with a little doubt, touched his bloody shoulder, and muttered, "I was actually injured. The inner armor did not appear. It seems that your spatialization has reached the level of being able to become a teacher. Give you two days off, take a break, and enter the next one two days later. Cheng!"

Atre listened to it. Of course, he didn't understand the meaning of the 'inner armor' that Han Fuzi said. The reason why Han Fuzi was relieved to cast a sixth-order attack magic on Atre was that he knew that there was a life-saving Luanhuang inner armor on Atlet. To a certain extent, the Luanhuang inner armor would automatically The emergence of the safety of protecting its body, the sixth-order offensive magic did not lead to the appearance of Luanhuang inner armor, which proves that most of the strength has been solved by Atre's spatialization. Han Fuzi not only once again sighed at the uniqueness of Atre, but also mastered his unique skills in just ten days, which can be said to be a genius. Weird!

"I actually heard the rest in your mouth, Han Lao, am I right?" Atre looked at Han Fuzi with a slight surprise, and his eyes were full of doubts. These days, he really realized what is the devil's training. It is stipulated that eating, drinking and peeing are in less than half an hour. If he sleeps only three hours a day, he will be pulled by Han Fuzi for training. During this period, Atre has forgotten what rest is and suddenly heard these two words. The eyes are a little strange.

"What? Don't want to?" Han Fuzi pretended to be a little helpless and spread his hands, "Then how can we continue? I really have prepared an upgraded version of the space cannon for you. Just try again..."

Without saying a word, Atli suddenly stood up and disappeared from Han Fuzi's sight at a very fast speed. Han Fuzi looked at Atre's figure and smiled wisely and muttered, "Bad boy!"