Chapter 137 Qin Fen is getting more and more bt

After confirming his advantage in one fell swoop, Qin Fen did not continue to pursue him. This attack gave him great confidence.

The butcher slowly left the support of the big tree, and there was a piece of bark leaning against his back that looked particularly bright. He gently shook his arms, which were like tens of thousands of steel needles, and the power of the violent tide rushed into his skin like a swarm of locusts, entering his muscles and rushing around. In an instant, he had swallowed his elbow.

The six-star meteor-level power poured into both arms, quickly dispelling the harsh damage caused by the violent rage.

The cafeteria was extremely quiet, and several instructors who were used to accidents in the war had to look at Qin Fen again.

How could a four-star warrior win a five-star meteor? However! Qin Fen really won the battle just now! He hasn't seen him for a few days, and the power of his ultimate move has soared so much? And what is his dodging technique? It's like a dragon covering his body, or a Vajra dance. Is he combining these two sets of body techniques?

Several instructors looked at each other. This child was just a four-star warrior who had just graduated from high school. He did not have enough background and could not integrate and create his own martial arts.

Several instructors had to turn their attention back to the butcher, trying to find out from him that it was because of his release of water that such a result was the result.

However, several instructors were disappointed, and the butcher was giving Qin Fen a thumbs up! The coldest butcher on the battlefield rarely praised others, whether in normal times or on the battlefield, and was even more famous for the people he taught. He actually made gestures to praise him today.

The butcher returned to Qin Fen: "Boy, not bad. That weird body technique is your new skill? Very strong! Unfortunately, there are still shortcomings."

Disadvantages? Qin Fen's eyes lit up. What is missing now is the shortcomings raised by others to make corresponding improvements and adjustments.

"This combination of attacks can only be used as a killer weapon, and try not to be seen by others. Otherwise, you will have great power to study the ultimate moves of cross-level battles."

The butcher's summary was recognized by the instructors, and Qin Fen himself agreed with this view. What the killer move is to hide. If it is known to everyone in the world, it is to leave the meaning of existence.

"How does it feel to kill someone?"

The butcher suddenly changed the topic, and Qin Fen couldn't help but be stunned. He pondered for a moment before answering: "Human life is very fragile."

"Do you like the feeling of killing?"

"I don't like it." Qin Fen shook his head repeatedly.

"Then how do you overcome the emotions you don't like?"

Qin Fen's eyes suddenly became cold, and the cruel scenes of the abandoned building flashed quickly in his mind, and a trace of cold murderous intent emanated from his bones: "I didn't treat them as human beings, I was just doing the removal of toxic bacteria."

"Okay!" The butcher shouted loudly, raised his thumb high, and his eyes were filled with satisfaction: "I don't want to cultivate a murderer who likes to kill. Your answer is very good, and you have enough awareness and calmness. Your strength and mind have passed the test, so you can learn from my pinching hands."

【First-pinning Hand】, one of the ultimate skills of butcher killing people.

After seeing him for the first time, Qin Fen knew the terrible power.

A butcher with this skill is a very efficient killing machine even if he does not carry any weapons.

After the first encirclement of Zajad, Qin Fen also thought deeply that if he had the skills of pinching hands, he would complete all the tasks in one go, and there would be no need for subsequent sniper incidents at the concert.

Sealed room

Qin Fen, who was on the butcher's face, raised his right hand: "The pinch hand may cause a little pain during the initial practice, so you must be mentally prepared. Now I will do a slow-motion replay for you to let you fully see what pinch hand is."

Qin Fen was so excited that the muscles under the butcher's palm began to squirm slowly, as if success or failure, thousands of deworming were entangled under the skin. The entire metacarpal bones twisted each other and made continuous bone collision sounds, but listening to the sound would make the scalp numb.

The butcher's eyes flashed with excitement: "Did you see it? Simple muscle control. Compress the muscles, compress them and then compress them! If you have nothing to do with true qi, do this first, and then..."

The blue veins on the butcher's palm also began to move, which was the change of the urgency of the true qi. The veins like earthworms tightly tied the compressed muscles and carried out the second compression.

Qin Fen finally understood why the butcher said a long time ago that the pinching hands is a BT technique of first self-harm and then killing the enemy.

This way of contracting and squeezing muscles and joint bones is similar to that of the Pressure Yuan Gong. However, the Pressure Yuan Gong is to boost the true qi. As long as the surgical transplant of the True Qi supercharger and the highly accurate regulator, people can complete everything without feeling the pain at all.

This kind of external compression has no technology to help! It is entirely based on the human body itself, just like being compressed by a heavy stone of a thousand gold coins, and it will not feel comfortable as to change the muscles.

"I understand the principle, so I'll explain how to do it." The butcher's palm returned to normal again: "Control the body's muscles is not that simple, it requires talent. Otherwise, Captain Hao and others would not be unable to use the topping hand until today..."

Several instructors sitting beside him could only nod. Everyone had a good personal relationship and would naturally exchange various skills, but some skills really required talent.

For example, the pinch hand.

This technique that requires a lot of muscle control is not something that anyone can learn. Muscles can be tightened when using strength, but compressing muscles to change shape is another state. It is like some people can control their ear movements, while others cannot do it at all.

Before the instructors could finish their heads, the sound of bones slamming in the room again.

Without the butcher's guidance on how to make changes, Qin Fen was learning the butcher's previous practices and was changing the shape of his palm bit by bit, and the muscles attached to the metacarpal bones were also slowly wriggling.

The butcher stopped talking, and several instructors were stunned.

A voice sounded in everyone's mind: "This guy is really Qin Zhan's younger brother! My brother is so amazing, and my younger brother is no worse than my brother. No! This kid may be more bt-level than his brother!"

Qin Fen's expression was also rich. While trying hard to practice the pinched hands, he secretly looked at the butcher, secretly admiring: How could this be a little bit of pain? Put your hand under the wheels of the car and let the car crush it from above, that's the level, right? No! The car just crushes it, and this pain is completely crushing back and forth.

Twenty-one minutes later, Qin Fen's star-picking hand finally completed the final form, which was less than a second and a half slower than the butcher.

After twenty-one minutes of torture, even if he is as patient as Qin Fen, his forehead is covered with crystal beads of sweat. It hurts!

Compared to Qin Fen's pain, the instructors were even more shocked. I thought that I would not have a star picker that was close to the completion of the form, but I didn't expect that Qin Fen would adjust the wrong way by himself and become the perfect form of the star picker after more than a dozen wrong arrangements.

The butcher was surprised even more than everyone else. This unique skill that he developed for more than a year was instantly copied by a child.

He didn't know whether to be proud of having such a good disciple or to be lost because more than a year of hard work was instantly copied.

Qin Fen dissipated his hands and shook his wrists continuously, and his five fingers stretched and bent continuously. That hurts so much!

"Very good, very good." The butcher applauded softly: "Then I just need to solve the skills of killing."

The butcher said that, he came to the two hanging sandbags, raised his arms casually, walked past the sandbags, and added a heart-sized metal ball in his hand.

It was not until he was five steps away from the sandbag that the sandbag made a "pop" sound, and golden sand slowly flowed out from it.

The butcher pointed to the remaining sandbag: "There is also a metal ball inside, take it out."

Qin Fen did not have the butcher's ability to complete the clamping hands while talking and laughing, and stood there to reorganize the clamping hands.

This time, Qin Fen completed the pinching hand and walked quickly towards the sandbag.

puff……

The gold sand flowed out from it, and Qin Fen's palm holding the metal ball was pulled out of the sandbag.

“Think carefully.”

The butcher patted Qin Fen on the shoulder, and several instructors left the room with him.

Qin Fen sat quietly on the ground, looking up at two sandbags that kept flowing out of sand.

The same clamping hand was so big when removing the heart? Qin Fen supported his chin with one hand and said lightly: "It seems that the true completion of the clamping hand is not to reorganize it, but to steal the other person's heart silently without even blood."

During the whole afternoon, Qin Fen spent quietly in the secret room. He had conducted several more experiments against the exposed sandbags. The effect was much better than before, but he still could not be as perfect as a butcher.

"What's left should be pure skills and proficiency." Qin Fen said to himself in the face of the two sandbags full of holes: "I'll ask the butcher instructor tomorrow, and it should be done."

I pushed open the door and walked out, and the phone text message ringed for more than a dozen times before I stopped.

Only then did Qin Fen realize that the training room he was just now was built with special materials that completely separate communication.

"Old Qin, come back soon!"

"Hurry up, Lao Qin! Longtang is about to destroy someone!"

"Hurry up! This time I'm not going to kick the house, but I'm going to destroy the family! I'm going to be done with the family!"

"Hurry up! Slower, you have to apply for a sect again."
Chapter completed!