Ten Fierce Rains, Breakthrough!

Level 15 power!

Sang Pu Jie was filled with emotion, but also had some doubts. Wasn't the strength of Martial Arts Grandmaster more than level 15?

Mu Fan stood there, frowning as he looked at the numbers in front of him. He clearly remembered that when he first entered the Starfall Martial Arts Hall, his casual strike had a level 17 stat!

Sang Pu Jie, unaware of Mu Fan's thoughts, asked, "Black Fan Grandmaster, my Physical Standard is level 16. How about I choose a full-body target below level 18 so you can adjust the intensity at any time?"

Upon hearing Sang Pu Jie's words, Mu Fan's thoughts were interrupted, and he nodded.

Good!

Soon, Sang Pu Jie stood opposite Mu Fan with a full-body target platform resembling a tower shield, the platforms lined up, kneeling and bowing.

"Bring it on!"

Mu Fan exhaled, raised his right hand, and a hundred points of light suddenly appeared, his muscles under the forceful control enhanced by the Dark Breath.

A hundred raindrops struck out at the same time.

Bang! Bang! Bang! A series of rapid sounds rang out, even forming a single, continuous sound within a single second.

In contrast, Sang Pu Jie gritted his teeth and stood firm on the target platform without retreating an inch.

Sang Pu Jie was taken aback. After being cushioned by the full-body target platform, the force of the strike was not as strong as he had imagined. It was far from the first move that Mu Fan had used.

When Mu Fan's Frenzy Cut came crashing down, a terrifying sense of impending death washed over Sampje. But to be honest, Sang Pu Jie didn't feel much of a threat from that move.

The effects are impressive, but the results in actual combat are unsatisfactory.

Mu Fan also noticed the doubt, turned back, and then sprinted forward, unleashing another Thousand Scorching Rain.

The Dark Breath traveled along a complex network of pathways. Mu Fan endured the tearing sensation in his upper arm muscles and unleashed a powerful strike.

The Falling Rain came down again.

Bang! Bang! Sang Pu Jie swayed, but did not retreat.

The full-body target table with a load-bearing capacity of 18 levels is indeed very effective.

The intensity has increased somewhat this time, but it's still not enough.

Again!

Time slips away quietly in this Training Field.

Two hours later, the two were still standing in the Training Field, a private area where only Mu Fan and Sang Pu Jie were present.

Mu Fan is now confused. Why is it that following the Fighter Instructor's teachings, his strength has indeed decreased significantly, making it impossible for him to launch an effective attack?

Sang Pu Jie stopped when he saw that Mu Fan hadn't moved. He wiped his sweat and suddenly heard Mu Fan muttering to himself.

"Why not? It shouldn't be like this."

So he naturally replied, "What's wrong, Black Fan Grandmaster?"

"Why isn't the strength enough?"

This time, Sang Pu Jie heard clearly: Not enough power? The master said he wasn't strong enough? Based on his performance just now, it seemed so. Then why was he able to defeat him the first time?

"Isn't your strength level 15?" Sang Pu Jie asked with a strange expression.

Mu Fan looked up with a puzzled expression, saw Sang Pu Jie, shook his head, and spoke with certainty.

"No."

He clenched his fist, threw away the training stick in his hand, and with his body like a drawn bow, he punched through the air and slammed hard into the Strength Testing Instrument.

Buzz!

4610kg!

Sang Pu Jie's eyes widened.

His power was actually close to level 19. Judging from Mu Fan's appearance without even using his full strength, his true power was probably around level 19!

This is the true level of a master...

It has increased by almost double compared to just now.

Mu Fan still looked puzzled, muttering to himself, "Why is the power lower when I use a weapon? But the first stage was clearly powerful!"

Sang Pu Jie was very close by, heard something about the first paragraph.

Black Fan Grandmaster was puzzled by the difference in power between this move and the first move.

Mu Fan was still pondering deeply, unable to find a solution. Tomorrow was the exam, and it seemed that learning this technique was pointless; the Fighter Instructor would probably be very disappointed.

"Master? Black Fan Grandmaster?" The polite question from the side pulled Mu Fan's thoughts back to reality.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"Are you wondering why this move has become less powerful?"

"Yeah! You noticed too, but I feel like I've already used all my strength, why isn't it working!" Mu Fan said excitedly, feeling like his head was about to explode.

"I do have a few words to say, which may not be pleasant to hear. From my perspective, I feel that your approach is... a bit flashy." Sang Pu Jie tried to control his words, trying not to offend Mu Fan.

"Fancy?" This was the first time Mu Fan had heard someone describe Redemption Second Stage Thousand Scorching Rain, in this way.

I've had countless holes punched in me by the Fighter Instructor on the PO Battle Network, how could I possibly be flashy?

How could a martial art that is inescapable and filled with an overwhelming sense of threat be merely a superficial technique?

Impossible!

Mu Fan shook his head firmly.

Seeing Mu Fan's reaction, Sang Pu Jie felt somewhat helpless. Let the master think what he wants.

However, adhering to the principle of trying to get closer to this master as much as possible, Sang Pu Jie still gritted his teeth and spoke up.

"What I mean is that the strength is insufficient. Although there are many stick shadows, it is difficult to cause effective damage. I feel very light carrying this target platform."

Effective kill!?

Mu Fan suddenly felt something flash through his mind, but he couldn't quite grasp it, so he asked urgently, "Continue!"

"Okay, okay. I feel you might be striking too many times at once. This move might be powerful, but it's not suitable for you. If you spread out your strikes, you'll reduce the power a little." Sang Pu Jie explained in the most straightforward language.

Too many times... too many times...

Suddenly, Mu Fan looked up, his eyes shining brightly.

Have I been too focused on the outward appearance of Thousand Scorching Rain? If I forcibly reduce the quantity of Thousand Scorching Rain, would that meet the requirements of Fighter?

I barely qualify as Hundred Fierce Rains; what if I were to be changed to Ten Fierce Rains?

So, can the common problem of strength loss be effectively solved?

Give it a try!

Mu Fan stood up straight and assumed a starting stance. Upon seeing Mu Fan's movement, Sang Pu Jie immediately prepared for defense.

It seems that Black Fan Grandmaster has gained new insights.

At the start, the staff shadow was reduced by more than half.

The shadow of the stick and the raindrops came crashing down!

Thump! Sang Pu Jie was knocked back five steps.

It works! Let's try again!

A smile appeared on Mu Fan's face; this idea was indeed feasible.

Continue practicing...

Ten minutes later, Mu Fan raised his hand again, and the short stick in his hand spun strangely at an extremely fast speed. This time, when Mu Fan swung his arm, only a dozen or so raindrops were displayed.

Strike! Tear it apart!

Mu Fan's right arm was covered in bulging veins, and the muscles beneath his skin released astonishing power under the control of the Dark Breath.

The baton whistled past and landed heavily on the full-body target platform.

"Boom!"

Sang Pu Jie and the target were violently knocked away and landed more than ten meters on the ground.

"Cough." More than ten seconds later, Sang Pu Jie made a sound.

He had just experienced a blackout, feeling an immense force strike him, and then briefly lost consciousness.

He stood up, holding onto the target platform.

Suddenly, Sang Pu Jie's eyes widened.

The entire target platform was sparsely illuminated by light, with more than a dozen holes pierced through it!

This is a specially made target platform that's a full 30 centimeters thick!!

The level 18 target platform has been completely destroyed.

With a gulp, Sang Pu Jie looked at Mu Fan over there with a lingering fear in his eyes.

I'm so lucky I didn't die.

Mu Fan was overwhelmed with excitement; he had finally broken through.

This is a unique, personal Redemption Second Stage technique— Ten Fierce Rains!

Glug.

Mu Fan's stomach suddenly growled, and he looked at Sang Pu Jie awkwardly. Sang Pu Jie was also looking at him.

I hope the master won't make me treat him again. I absolutely cannot ask!

Just as Sang Pu Jie was about to break down, Mu Fan grinned:

"Come on, I'll treat you to dinner!"

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