Zhang Fan's eyes gradually turned dark and he fell to the ground.

He quickly took off his goggles and realized that he was still in a cylindrical room.

At the same time, he was extremely shocked.

Just now, in the virtual world, in a very short moment, he was killed by Yukyo Yu.

The orange knife was so fast that it was so fast that it didn't see clearly at all, let alone react.

How fast is it?

Originally, there would be a sound of pulling the knife, and there would be a sound of pulling the knife back into the sheath.

There are two sounds in total when you pull and plug it in.

But when Orange "killed" himself just now, he only heard a sound - that is, the sound of his knife being so fast that he pulled the knife and the sound of inserting the knife back into the sheath sounded almost at the same time.

It is incredible that human movements can be so fast.

If you learn this action, you may be in a difficult position to compete with each other.

Even a challenge is beyond the level, it is not a problem.

Just when Zhang Fan was shocked, the sound of other clones came from his ears.

"Haha, I died in less than a minute."

"I have said that he is the most useless. If you learn any martial arts, just chop it up for us to eat."

"Just like this, he can't learn anything."

...

Only the clone in the room on the left said to Zhang Fan friendly: "Don't listen to them, hurry up and continue to study."

Zhang Fan nodded to the clone, ignored the ridicule of other clones, and put on goggles again.

The scene in front of him changed and he returned to the stone chamber.

Yukyo Kiriki appeared in front of him again.

"The move just now is the first move of the sword drawing technique, and it is also the most basic move - Juhe. Translated into Chinese, it is called sword drawing. The key to Juhe, look ahead before the sword is released, predict the movement; when the sword is released, it is as fast as lightning, caught off guard; after the sword is withdrawn, beware of the enemy with residual blood to fight back..."

Yukyo Yu briefly told Zhang Fan about the key points.

While he explained the key points, Zhang Fan felt something infused into his head.

After Juyuki finished his explanation, Zhang Fan clearly understood every word he said and understood it very thoroughly.

This is the benefit of the martial arts learning system.

Without bothering to understand, it will automatically inject every detail of martial arts into your brain.

At this time, Zhang Fan's understanding of drawing the sword was no less than that of Ju Youjing.

Orange said to Zhang Fan: "Now you have fully understood Juhe. But you have not practiced in practice yet. All you have to do is practice thousands of times."

Zhang Fan nodded and recalled the key points of drawing the sword.

Then he looked ahead and his eyes instantly became extremely sharp.

His right hand suddenly moved.

He grabbed the handle of the shadow blade on his left leg and pulled it out suddenly.

call out--

The shadow blade drew a semicircular trajectory in the air.

Then it was taken back instantly.

But when I took it back, it was a little embarrassed.

The shadow blade was not able to be inserted directly into the scabbard, but was inserted into the air.

However, Zhang Fan's attack just now completely grasped the key to drawing the sword, not a little short or a good deal.

Of course, in terms of speed, he is far from meeting the requirements of drawing a sword.

Orange said: "With the help of the martial arts learning system, you can instantly master all the key points and achieve the same level as the slightest difference. However, the mystery of Juhe is speed. If you want to increase your speed, the only way is to practice hard."

Zhang Fan nodded without hesitation and immediately started practicing.

If you learn to draw a sword normally, you must first understand it slowly and carefully understand the key points.

This will take months or even longer.

Now the martial arts learning system directly injects these key points into his head, which saves several months.

Once, twice, three times...

Ten times, twenty times, thirty times...

One hundred times, two hundred times, three hundred times...

At first I felt it was fresh, but soon I felt it was a little boring.

Just imagine how boring it would be to repeat an action hundreds or thousands of times?

But Zhang Fan had seen the power of drawing a sword.

He knew that if he wanted to win the big battle more than 20 days later, he had to practice drawing his sword.

During his practice, Yukyo Kiri said, "You can only be considered to have practiced when you practice until you get out of the sheath and make only one sound when you get out of the sheath."

Zhang Fan nodded and continued to practice.

His arms were sore and his arms were numb.

However, he had no intention of stopping.

Because he knew that in more than 20 days, drawing a sword would be his only killing move.

In reality, those clones can also see Zhang Fan repeating the same action constantly.

"Hmph, this guy, just learn one move with a set of martial arts?"

"I have practiced an action hundreds of times. I haven't learned it yet. This talent is really nothing."

"In the midst of a big fight, the first thing I want to destroy is this guy!"

"I'm afraid it's not just you, everyone wants to be the first to destroy him."

...

In the virtual world, Zhang Fan practiced for a long time.

During this period, there seemed to be a constant battle in the Colosseum.

While he was resting, he occasionally looked at the Colosseum from the window, and saw that the battle there was very fierce, and the audience was roaring wildly.

One of them was a gladiator who won more than ten games in a row, which made the audience crazy.

After a while of rest, Zhang Fan was full of energy and continued to practice.

Sweat continues to penetrate through the sweat pores, and the clothes are already wet.

Zhang Fan didn't realize it at all.

After practicing this for several hours, blisters appeared in the mouth and palm of his right hand.

He endured the pain and continued to practice.

After dozens of times, the blisters turned into blood bubbles, and the blood blisters were worn out again.

It hurts just by touching it.

Zhang Fan tore off a corner of his clothes, wrapped it around his right hand twice, and continued to grit his teeth and practice.

A look of praise flashed in the orange next to him.

After practicing for a whole day, Zhang Fan's stomach felt hungry again.

Maybe it's because I've been practicing and I've been exercising too much.

This time the hunger came quite violently.

Zhang Fan felt his body trembling and his legs were a little weak.

He stopped, took off his goggles, and the scene in front of him turned back to reality.

He wanted to see if he could find something to eat in the room.

Just at this moment, a line of blood words appeared on the screen in the room: Lunch time.

As the blood dissipated, a gap appeared on the wall near the ground on the left side of the room.

A plate was sent in from the gap.

On the plate, there was bloody raw meat.

Obviously, this is human flesh again.

Zhang Fan frowned and kicked the plate into the gap.

Scold: "Fuck!"

The gap closed again, and there was no movement.

Zhang Fan looked up and saw that in other rooms, the clones were basically chewing in big mouthfuls, eating with relish.

A clone saw Zhang Fan kicking the plate out and immediately scolded: "This idiot! He doesn't eat it, wouldn't it be nice to give me this portion? What are you doing when you kick it out!"

"This guy is not smart enough."

"If you don't eat it, how could you survive these 28 days?"

"Even if you have been in a 28-day battle, you don't have the strength to cut it into food in minutes."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!